Chapter 775 The school girl is a bit sweet 11
Thinking this, he walked over with a smile and approached step by step.
"Fighting, okay, why not fight on the bed..."
As he spoke, he was about to rush over and grab her. Just when his hand was about to touch the girl, the girl turned around and avoided it.
Qing Wu, who had avoided his dirty hands, picked up the wine bottle on the side and hit him on the head quickly and accurately!
"Crack!"
Shards of glass and liquid wine flew everywhere.
The manager's eyes widened.
"Ah..." Xu Biao covered his head in pain and knelt down.
But despite such a loud impact, there was not a drop of blood on his head, he just looked like he was about to faint.
The other two people didn't expect Qingwu to dare to do something in public, so they were so shocked that they immediately stepped forward to support him.
"Brother Biao, are you okay?"
It's a pity that the other party's eyes are like mosquito coils, and they don't have the consciousness to answer them at all.
Qing Wu threw half of the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, then took out a tissue from the table next to him and wiped the wine on his hand slowly.
She turned her head and looked at the three people, and said quietly: "Your gangster behavior really scares me."
Fear? I really didn’t see it.
The other guests looked at each other, but they all watched from a distance and did not dare to come forward.
Fights are very common in this bar. After all, there is a mixture of people and people here, including students from nearby universities, as well as gangsters and business people...
They can just watch it as a fun, but if they get involved, the good guys will be in trouble if they fail to do what they want.
One of the men supporting Xu Biao glared at the girl in front of him with an angry and gloomy expression.
"This matter is not over yet. Believe it or not, we will take you to the police station!"
Qing Wu was not afraid to look at them, and looked at them with a pair of beautiful and clear eyes.
She said slowly: "I am not yet a minor."
"I don't care if you are an adult or not! If you hit me, Brother Biao, you will either pay for it or get into trouble!" "Why did I hit you?"
"..."
The two looked at each other and choked on their words.
Seeing that they couldn't tell, Qingwu leisurely explained for them: "Because you want to do evil to me, so I am defending myself. If you want to molest an underage girl, how many days do you think you will be imprisoned?"< br>
"You fucking fart!"
One of the men retorted without thinking.
Qingwu pointed to the camera diagonally above and said, "Don't argue, there is surveillance."
After a pause, she took a step forward and asked softly: "Besides, you are in the gang, right? Are your hands and feet clean? Are you sure... you want to go to the police station with me?"
What does she mean...?
The two men were suppressed by her aura of taking control of the situation, and they couldn't help but feel hesitant and frightened.
Seeing that she was handling the situation with ease, the manager stood aside calmly and watched her handle it.
Xu Biao, who was gradually regaining consciousness, looked very ugly when he heard this. He broke away from the support of the two people around him and covered his beaten head.
He said in a gloomy voice: "After saying all this, I just don't want to get into trouble. It's okay not to get into trouble, but you have to pay for our medical expenses!"
"There's not even a drop of blood on your end, so it looks like there's nothing wrong with it. If you're worried, you can go to the hospital for a checkup and ask me for money with the checkup sheet."
Qingwu said it very sincerely.
She knows what she did.
When a wine bottle was dropped, although the other party felt severe pain, in fact, not even a single skin on his head was broken.
This is a society governed by the rule of law, and she is not stupid. She does not need to involve herself in it when she is not lecturing others.
Seeing her being so calm, Xu Biao frowned.
I felt the injury on my head and found that it seemed to be nothing serious. Looking up, it was all filled with wine, and there was no red blood at all.
(End of chapter)