Chapter 1512: 1598: Speed Is Invincible
Chapter 772 of "My Super Beautiful Lady Boss" unveils: CapĂtulo 1512: Chapter 1598: Speed Is InvincibleThe only unbeatable martial art in the world is... Continue the story!
CapĂtulo 1512: Chapter 1598: Speed Is InvincibleThe only unbeatable martial art in the world is speed; even without a fixed system, as long as speed and strength are kept up, one is a master.
âAh⌠what are you all standing around for? Kill them!â
At this moment, the manager felt as if a dozen of his ribs had broken, his heart filled with anger and a bit of surprise. He hadnât expected this young man to be so formidable, taking him down with a single move.
A dozen security guards rushed in with electric batons, while three men from the next table instantly grabbed beer bottles and threw them. These security guards werenât skilled fighters, and in front of those with special training in Kung Fu, they were weaklings indeed.
Three bottles were thrown, and three security guards were sent flying, crashing noisily onto a few tables, soup and water splashing everywhere. In that instant, the other three men turned around, each grabbing a stool, then spun around â smack, smack, smack â a flurry of impact sounds, and the three approaching security guards were knocked to the ground, foaming at the mouth, bodies trembling.
The remaining security guards, seeing this scene, were too scared to advance. Hired for work, they were in it for the money just to maintain order, and they dared not step forward to fight. Seeing their comrades in such a state, they truly didnât dare approach.
At that moment, Brother Meng grabbed the managerâs shirt collar, lifted him up, and tossed him onto a table, then slapped a plate of leftovers onto his face.
âCough, coughâŚâ
At that instant, he was questioning his life. Heâd been the manager here for a long time and had never seen such cocky customers, but unexpectedly, he encountered such arrogance this time.
Fortunately, today he wasnât in luck, and the real fighters from the underworld werenât around. So, this moment was merely a beating for him.
âStill calling yourself a boss now?â
Brother Meng said coldly.
âNo, really no. What do you want? Spare me, I know Iâm wrong!â
This guy could really bend and stretch, knowing that smooth-talking wouldnât help him, so he quickly pleaded, thinking to himself that they should just wait â the grudge today, heâd make sure they all pay back.
He was still very confident; in his view, this was a grudge he had to avenge, or itâd be too frustrating.
âHeh, then go serve the drinks quickly. Miss a bottle, and Iâll break a bone; damn, you look down on me for not having money? My money could crush you, believe it or not!â
Saying this, Brother Meng picked him up like a chick and tossed him out, throwing him dozens of meters away, landing in a truly pitiful state.
At this moment, the manager felt troubled; to seek revenge, and also to stall these guys, he could only have someone get the red wine, meanwhile notifying the underworld for help.
When the ten bottles of red wine arrived, many in the hotel looked speechless, wondering what this group wanted, and finding it oddly amusing.
So much wine, these people really couldnât finish it, but it wasnât meant to be consumed; Su Xuan simply had them get some large cola bottles, and each person drank one big bottle.
âYou tell me, how can the difference be so huge for the same thing!â
Su Xuan clicked his tongue; he felt red wine wasnât particularly tasty, though its price was absurdly high, way more expensive than cola by millions of times.
Suddenly, a man stood on the hotel stage, cleared his throat, and spoke.
âLadies and gentlemen, our hotel has a private matter to attend to today, please leave on your own!â
This was said by a man who looked like a master.
The people dining in the hotel, hearing his voice, said no more; they understood this was no simple matter. Though curious to stay and watch, they knew staying could risk their lives.
So, they left wisely, and once gone, the door was pulled down. As it was pulled down, Su Xuan saw thirty or more uniformly short-haired men all in black leather jackets, seeing them, he thought the main course had finally arrived.
At that moment, the man who spoke earlier, gentle-mannered, approached Su Xuan, smiled at him, and spoke politely.
âGentlemen, are you satisfied with our service today? Allow me to introduce myself first; Iâm the general manager here. My subordinates were ignorant earlier, offending you â I ask for forgiveness!â
This fellow was indeed hypocritical, at least Su Xuan thought he was even more than himself.
âWhatâs your name! You, as a general manager, lack the qualifications to speak to our boss â get lost!â
Brother Meng was certainly a master at stirring trouble, each word prickly; upon hearing it, the manâs face turned various shades, thinking this guy really doesnât want to get along.
âHeh, sir, no need for young people to have such a temper. As they say, harmony brings wealth; weâre all here for money, right? If weâve offended you earlier, weâre truly sorry. Allow me to toast you gentlemen, a gesture of goodwill!â
This guy was hypocritically annoying; despite being put in this state, he could still speak so grandly. But since it was too fake, Su Xuan found him suspicious.
After pouring the wine and stepping forward to toast Brother Meng, Su Xuan suddenly appeared before him, and lifted his foot to kick him in the stomach.
âAh⌠crash!â
Without reacting, he flew backward, crashing into a large fish tank in the hotel, shattering it instantly.
As he flew, a dagger slipped from his hand; Su Xuan caught it, saying,
âWhen youâre unsure of friend or foe, the best way is not to let them close at all!â