Chapter 25 Disputes Caused by a Table

The architectural style of Callas City is very unique, which can be described very well in one word, that is, it is mixed, almost covering most of the architectural styles of the entire Galactic Federation and the regions of the Wanxing Republic. From postmodernism to non-mainstreamism, Linlin is always different, only unexpected and has not built. It can't be made. It is common to look like beasts or insects, and it is quite common to build hips, cardiopulmonary, * and * and *.

Along the way, seeing so many strange and incredible buildings, Di Changli and his party opened their eyes. However, to be creative, it has to be regarded as a building that looks like a pile of feces.

On the other side, Qingsha parked the car in front of the building.

"Isn't it?" Tie Mule raised his eyes. Qingsha, are you going to take us into this pile of disgusting stools?

"Is the president dissatisfied?" Qingsha was a little embarrassed and hesitated, "In terms of quality, low price and economy, all I know is this hotel, and it is also convenient to ask for information, and..." He stopped and said, "If it really doesn't work, then let's find another place."

"Forget it." Tie Mule waved his hand dejectedly and said, "We can't afford to live here."

"It's rare when the old iron doesn't charge the old man." Di Changli smiled and got out of the car first.

Tie Mule was stunned and immediately laughed and said, "Isn't the boss praising me? It's also rare, haha."

There was no sign hanging outside the building. Qingsha led everyone into the lobby, and a woman with a quite rich figure greeted her. Her appearance was not beautiful, but she had a gentle and quiet temperament, and her smile was quite warm, but she was not flattering. The first impression was that she was generous and friendly. . The woman looked at the crowd and smiled at Qingsha and said, "This one is a little familiar. Oh, by the way, you are Mr. Qingsha from Monet Mine... Looking at my memory, I almost didn't recognize it. It's really rude. Mr. Qingsha must not be surprised. Welcome Mr. Qingsha to visit again, and you are welcome to patronize."

Di Changli's eyes flashed. As Qingsha said, it had been more than half a year since he last came to Karas City, and he was not a great figure, but this woman recognized it at first sight. This eye was very surprising. However, it is normal to say that most of the people who can stand in Karas City are elite figures among the exiles. It is strange that they do not have any unique ability.

Qisha also felt very face-to-face and said sincerely, "Miss Martha, you are so polite. Thanks to your help last time, I was able to go back safely. This time, I have to trouble you to take care of me."

"Mr. Qingsha is out." Martha smiled and said, "It's all our guests and friends who come here. If there is any misunderstanding, we should clarify and mediate it. There is no need to help."

Hearing this, everyone heard that it seemed that the last Qingsha had caused some trouble. In the end, it was this Martha who solved it. No wonder Qingsha directly led everyone here to check in.

In addition to her good eyesight, Martha immediately let everyone appreciate her understanding. She stopped talking about this topic that made Qingsha lightless in front of her partners, and laughed and said, "You have come from afar. You must have worked quite hard. Take a rest first... Mr. Qingsha, your accommodation standards are still according to the last hospitality specifications. Do you think it's okay?"

She also obviously saw that the group was not led by Qingsha, so she spoke to Qingsha, but she gently consulted everyone. The communication skills can be said to be exquisite and comprehensive.

"Oi, of course." Tiemule laughed and said, "It's up to you. Miss Martha can arrange whatever you want. We'll all listen to you."

"Then please follow me." Martha smiled and wanted to see that this very thick-looking bald man was the leader of these people. She glanced at Tie Mule without a trace, then turned around and led them to the back to check in and arranged the four people in two rooms next to the third floor.

At this time, it was getting late. Everyone hurriedly washed away the dust along the way and went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

At the peak of the evening meal, the restaurant was full of seats at a glance, which was very lively. Tie Mule frowned and said, "Boss, what should I do if there is no seat available? Do you want to go out for something to eat?"

Di Changli saw that the guest on a table seemed to be about to check out and said, "No, wait."

While talking, five or six people came in outside, including men and women, all dressed in strange clothes. The first one was a big man who lacked one eyebrow, holding an enchanting woman with her hair combed into a chicken crown. The man raised his eyes and glanced at the restaurant. Seeing that there were no vacant seats, he frowned and wanted to quit, but the enchanting woman was reluctant. She twisted her snake-like thin waist and said coquettishly, "Honey, we will rush out of the city later. Besides, the food here tastes good. Don't waste time looking for another place, even if you wait. It doesn't matter."

At this time, the guests on the table just got up. Later, one of the five or six people, a man who shaved his head and dyed his hair like a lonely green grass in the middle quickly walked over to occupy his seat. Unexpectedly, someone was faster than him and sat down in front of him and said with a smile, "No I'm sorry, my friend. There are already guests at this table. You can look for another one.

The green-haired man was furious: "Where did you get the bastards? How dare you rob me? Get out of here and cool down, or I'll do it to you."

"Fuck your grandma." Tiemule was also furious and suddenly stood up and shouted, "Green-haired bastard, your mouth is so smelly. Did you grow up eating poop? Do you want me to stuff you back into you to regenerate it again and let your mother **** you well?

When it comes to dry-mouthed skin racks, Tiemule can be said to be a rare opponent, and his voice is also very loud, which is quite popular. The green-haired man was stunned by the scolding. In a blink of an eye, he came back and almost went crazy. He didn't care that Tie Mule's man was more than a head taller than himself. He punched his head: "If you fucking want to die, I will do it."

Tie Muller grabbed his wrist with his backhand and shook it sideways. The green-haired man couldn't help leaning forward and falling to the ground. Fortunately, Tie Muller did not really make a heavy hand, otherwise he would inevitably break his nose and tooth.

The eye-defecting man's eyes flashed sharply and gave a soft sound.

The green-haired man was barely able to pass. After falling down, he stretched his arms and immediately jumped up. He was shocked and angry. He shouted harshly, "Well, you bastard, you really dare to attack me."

He thought that he suffered a loss due to a moment of careless care. Naturally, he was extremely unconvinced in front of so many people. He just wanted to find the scene, stood up and set himself up, and attacked aggressively. He opened his fists left and right to prepare for a set of sharp combination punches.

I never thought that the first punch was blow out, and I was stiffly held by Tie Mule's thick arm. The green-haired man only felt that his fist was like hitting a hard steel rod and faintly painful. His face changed greatly. He knew that when he met a master, the other party's physical quality was much more solid than himself. Take humiliation. At present, he retreated quickly and wanted to distance himself to fight with Tiemule. However, he did not consider that it was in a restaurant. He retreated a little and immediately bumped into a guest on the table behind him. The guest was caught off guard and fell to the edge of the table. He only heard a rattling sound. The dishes on the table hit the ground one after another and immediately rotten several. The soup splashed everywhere.

The guest who was hit raised his head, and the greasy dishes on his face could not even open his eyes. He shouted angrily and stretched out his hand to wipe his face. He angrily attacked his heart and waved his fists randomly. He was hitting the green-haired man's eyes and immediately red and swollen.

"Bastard, you are fucking looking for death." The green-haired man shouted angrily in pain, regardless of looking for Tiemule's trouble, grabbed the guest's neck and pulled him down vigorously. Now the guest's companion quit. They shouted and jumped up and surrounded the green-haired man one after another. They rolled their sleeves and pinched their fists and were about to fight angrily.

"Damn, what do you want to do?" In the face of everyone's condemnation, the green-haired man was not fing at all. Instead, he stared and said, "This bastard hit people first. It's enough for me to teach him a lesson. What else do you want?"

Everyone was even more angry when they heard the words, and some people couldn't help but start pushing and shoving rudely. Of course, the green-haired man was unwilling to show weakness and replied, and his mouth also greeted everyone's relatives, which could poke the hornet's beehive, and everyone's body language immediately upgraded. In a blink of an eye, the green-haired man ate several punches and feet, and for a moment, he was a little confused. The waiters of the two nearby restaurants came to dissuade them loudly, but to no avail.

Several people who came with the green-haired man saw this. Except for the big man and the enchanting woman, the rest of them shouted angrily and rushed to join the melee. They immediately saw their fists and feet flying and crackling loudly. The guests dining in the restaurant all gathered around to watch the excitement and pointed out, afraid that the world would not Indiscriminately encourage both sides.

At this time, Tie Muller became an outsider. Seeing this lively scene, he was so happy that he stood by his arms and smiled on the wall. He couldn't wait for everyone's fists and feet to be a little harder and beat the green-haired man so that he could not take care of himself from now on.

Seeing that the scene was going to be out of control, suddenly two people shouted in unison, "Shout."

One person who shouted was the man with missing eyebrows, and the other was Martha in the hotel. The restaurant was some away from the lobby in front of her. She was able to come quickly in such a short time. Di Changli was quite unexpected. He thought that the management of the hotel was not as lax as it seemed on the surface, but quite strict. As soon as it happened, Martha not only knew it but also could rush forward. It is also thought that it is also caused by conflicts and disputes that guests often breed.

Four tall and extremely strong men came with Martha. Without the sign of the former, the four strong men squeezed into the happy people and opened their arms to stop them. Although they also suffered several times in a mess, they were thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously and separated the two sides with their bodies.

Although his companions helped him in time, the hotel people also came quite quickly, but the green-haired man looked extremely embarrassed at this time. Not only did he add a few bruises on his face, but his clothes were also torn and torn, and there were also a greasy footprint on his buttocks, which looked miserable.

After such a big loss, the green-haired man was so angry that he was almost mad. After the other party and his companions stopped, he still refused to give up and gritted his teeth to rush up. However, several tall and strong men died in front of him. He did not dare to really attack these strong men and could only jump his feet and curse.

"Enough." The eyebrowed man shouted with a low face, "Lao San, shut up, do you think it's a shame that you haven't lost it home?"

The green-haired man seemed to be extremely in awe of him. After being scolded, he immediately hoarse, obediently retreated to his companions, suppressed his anger, and just stared at the other party fiercely.

"Guys." Martha smiled gently and said to the onlookers, "I apologize to all the guests for the unpleasantness that just happened. We will handle this matter properly and please return to your seats."

Most of the people who came here were regular customers. Seeing that Martha had come forward, most of the excitement was over, so they dispersed and continued to eat unimmediately. It seemed that they were all used to such small friction disputes.

"Michael." Before coming, Martha obviously understood the whole process of the conflict and smiled and said to the short-browed man, "Why didn't you tell me first? Are you afraid that I won't arrange you?" Listening to the tone, the relationship between the two people is obviously quite familiar.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Martha." Michael, a short-browed man, was a little embarrassed and said, "I went along the road and suddenly got up to come here to eat something. I didn't expect you to see a joke... Well, for your sake, explain to the guests at that table that although my brother bumped into them first, my brother also suffered a little, each with his own. No, it's even if it's two times."

Before Martha spoke, someone shouted, "If you say it's even, it's even. How can there be such a cheap thing? What about our table? We didn't eat a few bites. Who will pay for it?

Michael's eyes flashed coldly. Martha quickly stopped him from opening his mouth and smiled, "I'm sorry, this is also because of our poor service. This kind of unhappy thing happened. Well, we will give you a table of the same food for free. What do you think?"

The guest at the table had nothing to say. Michael frowned and said nothing more. Seeing that the storm was over, I didn't expect the green-haired man to say loudly, " boss, forget those people, but this guy can't be let go. If he hadn't been involved in trouble, I wouldn't have suffered such a big loss. I absolutely can't let him go easily."

Seeing that everyone's eyes looked over, Tiemule seemed to be extremely stunned and pointed to his nose and said, "Are you talking about me... Grandma, you deserve to be beaten? What does it have to do with me?"