Harry Potter: Super Magic God

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Chapter 570 The Rogue in the Night Market

The food is swallowed from the mouth and through the throat, and the aftertaste of the food still lingers between the lips and teeth. And a warmth and fullness has slowly slipped into the stomach.

Such an aftertaste goes hand in hand with the hustle and bustle of the night market and the welcoming of the enthusiastic boss. This is the so-called fireworks on earth.

But as if to remind the fleetingness of good things, George's leisurely elegance was interrupted at once.

"That girl was really beautiful just now, what a fucking pity." A young man with messy hair and yellow hair said carelessly.

The yellow hair was separated by George's two tables, and he looked like he was in his twenties. On the opposite side of the yellow hair was a tall, thin, gray-haired man of the same age as him.

The yellow and gray hairs were sitting on a large table. A scalding hot pot was boiling in front of them, with a stack of empty wine bottles on the table and a case of beer under their feet.

The yellow hair stepped on a small bench with one foot, and his legs kept shaking. With a low-quality cigarette in his mouth, he was smoking.

The yellow hair cocked his chin, squinted upwards, held the cigarette in his hand with his orchid fingers, and said cursingly, "That girl is bulging forward and backward, and a pair of big headlights. If it weren't for her damn good looks, it would ruin us. Good thing, we just got her done in Yau Ma Tei."

"Be quiet." The tall and thin gray-haired man sitting opposite the yellow hair made a mute gesture and said in a low voice, "There are people everywhere, you are crazy." It looks like, looking at the yellow hair on the opposite side.

That Huang Mao said disapprovingly, "Why are you so timid and afraid of things? We didn't do anything."

He said dismissively, "Of course I won't say if it's done. If it's not done, you're scared of shit. Now even if there is a letter to arrest me, I can say it's just bragging, and there's no witness or evidence. What's the point of cursing?"

When the gray hair heard it, he suddenly realized, "It's really like this, anyway, it didn't work, I'm afraid of shit. I bet the pair of dogs and men just now would never dare to call the police. They go to those remote places at night, if they are not playing field battles or something. Yes, then there is a ghost."

"Since it's playing, why not let us play too, just to make her feel good."

That Huang Mao said with deep conviction, "A pair of dogs and a man and a girl can play, why can't we play."

"That is, that is, we must be better than that little white face when we play."

The gray hair said with a sigh, "I only played with a school girl a few days ago, and the slut talked about getting paid before, it's a joke. In the end, I tossed her for a day and a night until she paid the room fee. , I just let her go, when she left, she was still limping."

"Bragging, with your small body, can you play for a day and a night?" Huang Mao looked at Gray Mao with disbelief, "I'm called Seven Nights, and I only play for one night at most, so I have to be A pretty and smooth girl."

The gray fur said in an aftertaste, "That's because you don't know how to play."

He said in a smug tone, "The most fun is the high-end stuff that costs money when you come out to play. Think about it, if you don't give money after you play, you'll earn tens of thousands of dollars after playing it once. Played it ten times and earned back hundreds of thousands."

"If you think about it like this, it's not uncommon to play all day and night." The gray hair drank a big gulp of beer and said proudly.

"Sure enough." Huang Mao also gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Brothers really know how to play, let's do one, we will continue to communicate in the future and play all over Hong Kong together."

What George just ate was about to spit out, and he was in a good mood, all fucking ruined.

Now these hooligans have become so arrogant? In broad daylight, no, the moon and stars are rare, the universe is bright, and the hooligans can already run amok?

The diners next to them were also affected by the two hooligans. Listening to the two hooligans talking recklessly,

Unbearable things, some of them are displeased, some are full of curiosity, some are dismissive, and some are just around the corner.

"Scumbag!"

A young man in a white shirt, who looked like a college student, said indignantly. He didn't lower the volume, as if to vent his anger through his voice.

Suddenly, a bottle of beer smashed into the hot pot in front of the college students, and the hot oil splashed so hot that the students were in a hurry. On the snow-white shirt, the red oil of the big beach was splashed.

"Who are you talking about, the dog?" The yellow hair stood up, held up a wine bottle, and asked loudly, "I don't need to clean up, don't I need a lesson?"

The college student was about to scold someone when a chubby classmate next to him immediately hugged him.

The fat classmate nodded and said, "He scolds me, he scolds me, he scolds me as a scumbag, I will apologize to him."

"I'm sorry, my fault, I shouldn't have invited you out to eat at night." The chubby classmate hurriedly bowed to the college student and apologized.

"You son of a bitch, I'm going to scold you for going back to your house to make a fuss. It's taking away your uncle's interest. Now I'll let you crawl back." The yellow hair scolded and sat down, the beer bottle smashed on the table. .

The college student was embarrassed and angry, blushing, looking at the classmates who kept apologizing to him, but didn't know what to say.

The boss came out quickly, and said to the college students in a hurry, "Sorry, sorry, the greeting is not good, the greeting is not good."

He looked back at Huang Mao and saw that Huang Mao and Gray Mao had already looked away, and started drinking and scolding mother again.

The boss whispered to the college students, "Students, hurry up, you can't do anything wrong. This time I didn't greet you well, it's all mine. You go back first, study hard, and try to go out as little as possible at night."

The college student's face turned even redder, looking at the backs of the yellow and gray fur, his eyes were filled with anger.

Seeing this, the chubby classmate quickly took out a few banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the table without counting them. Then hurriedly dragged the college student and strode out without looking back.

The college student struggled several times and broke free from the fat classmate's hand, but after all, he did not turn around, just pushed away the crowd, striding forward with his head down.

The boss picked up the banknotes on the table and took a few steps, trying to catch up with them, but he was afraid that the students would return. For a while, he froze there, and finally sighed. When he turned his head, he had lowered his head and dared not look at the yellow and gray hairs, for fear that he would not be able to bear it.

"Boss, check out...", "Boss, collect money...", "Boss, pay for..."

One after another, the checkout sounded, and the other diners finally didn't have the heart to continue eating. They all looked angry and dared not speak.

(To be continued.)