36 I’ll Deduct Your Salary If You Fight Again (1/2)

Everyone was having a great time eating and laughing, but because of these guys, the mood changed and some even quickly paid and left.

”Hey, young lady over there, why is our food not served yet?” One of them pointed at the barbecue on Chen Fan's table. ”We ordered more than them, why didn't you serve us first?”

”I will…serve…serve…you…soon.” The little girl's face was pale white as she spoke with a trembling voice.

”Haha, Si Mao, you're frightening her.” The young man sitting on the left whose left ear was full of studs said, ”Don't you know how to be a gentleman?”

”Gentleman?” The man who was called Si Mao had an exaggerated expression on his face. ”Yesterday you were surely not a gentleman when you spent the night with your internet friend in the motel.”

”I can't eat anymore!” Wang Bing ran his fingers through his hair, put down his hot plate clam and said, ”Boss, shall I shut them up?”

”Shut them up? How are you going to shut them up?” Chen Fan twitched his mouth and said, ”Do you think they will listen to you?”

Wang Bing smiled enigmatically. ”Of course, my fists will do the talking!”

”Just go ahead then! Don't blame me for not warning you if you fail.” Chen Fan waved his hand absentmindedly and continued to eat his own food.

”Of course... I won't fail!” Wang Bing narrowed his eyes and the expression on his face looked like he was about to do something bad.

”Hey, lower your volume when you boast!”

Wang Bing turned to the table and said to the four guys who were still chatting loudly, ”It's okay if you're full of sh*t but just don't show it to others!”

His voice was so loud that all the diners focused their attention on Wang Bing and were startled to see how 'brave' this young man was.

”There's going to be a good show here!” Chen Fan slapped his head and muttered to himself. Then, he leaned on the wall to avoid being caught up in this impending battle.

”You... You... Are you f**king talking about us?” The young man, who was called San Ya, clenched his teeth and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger while pointing at himself.

”Bingo, that's exactly it. Too bad there's no reward!”

Wang Bing scratched his head and said something even meaner, ”By the way, the guy with a pile of sh*t in your head, the Gerber mini folding tactical knife is fake and it only costs about 15 RMB for one, right?”

Silence crept in… The atmosphere was suddenly as silent as the dead! The four miscreants stared at Wang Bing with their eyes wide open as if they had seen a ghost.

”Why are you staring at me like that?”

Pow!

Wang Bing smashed a white porcelain beer glass on the guy's forehead.

”Does this guy have a death wish or something?” All the other diners rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

”I'll stab you to death...” The guy shouted while covering his forehead with his left hand. His right hand grabbed the folding knife on the table and pointed his knife at Wang Bing, trying to stab him with it.

But who did he think Wang Bing was?

He was a beast who had beaten up five men in just ten seconds. Looking at the guy who was dashing toward him, he didn't even bother to avoid it and calmly stood still instead. Then, he grabbed the iron stick on the table, and threw it using only one hand. As quick as lightning, the stick pierced the lad's hand which was holding the knife.