The short-haired woman took a sip of wine in her mouth, leaned in front of the man in the suit, and squirted it out, spraying the man in the suit on his face, and the wine flowed down the man's face, all the way to the neck and chest.

The man touched his face with his left hand, while his right hand stretched out and pinched the neck of the short-haired woman, turning slowly, the short-haired woman was glaring like silk.

The long-haired woman was holding a wine glass and watched the two playfully with a smile.

Suddenly, the short-haired woman struggled, making a "woooooo" sound in her mouth, scratching her hands on the man's chest, and then squeezing the man's neck vigorously.

The long-haired woman laughed, but suddenly saw the man in the suit gritted his teeth and the blue veins in his right hand burst out, obviously using a lot of energy.

The long-haired woman reacted, got up and rushed over, grabbing the man in the suit with his right hand, trying to release the short-haired woman from the man's hand.

The man endured it for a while, then let go of his right hand, grabbed the short-haired woman's hair with his left hand, and pulled it back. The woman couldn't bear the pain. She tilted her head back, and the airflow in her throat burst out, making a whirring sound. It took a while before she coughed out and her eyes were full of tears.

The man laughed and was very proud. He held up two wine glasses and handed one to the short-haired woman, beckoning her to drink.

The short-haired woman covered her neck with her hands, shook her head and refused, saying something in her mouth, which should be unwilling.

The long-haired woman comforted her in a low voice. After a while, the short-haired woman gradually stopped crying, sobbing and holding the glass, tears dripping into the glass.

"Drink it, haha, please, drink it, please..." The man was a little crazy.

He turned around and smiled at a group of Chinese people at the neighboring table: "My pronunciation is accurate, right? Chinese people, I always say Qingqing when drinking, right?"

Mr. Feng and a group of people have already noticed the crazy behavior of the neighboring table. Mr. Feng motioned everyone not to interfere, and said in a low voice: "Leave him alone, if there is something, the manager of the restaurant will come forward."

According to his experience, no matter how high the grade is in a restaurant that cooperates with a bar, it is inevitable that some people will lose their attitude after drinking. The restaurant has long been accustomed to it and has a coping method.

The short-haired woman was forced to hold up a wine glass and drank half of it, drank it with her own tears, and then lay on the table and whimpered. The long-haired woman bent over and whispered in her ear.

At this time, the man had already focused his attention on Mr. Feng and his party. He saw that no Chinese would take care of him, so he stood up and staggered to the table of Mr. Feng and others with the wine glass.

"My friends from China, welcome to Algeria, we have the best red wine, beer, and the most beautiful Nana, haha...please..." He toasted and drank.

Boss Deng is the owner. He motioned to Mr. Qin next to him to deal with it, so as not to disturb everyone's interest. President Qin stood up, holding a wine glass, and said with a smile: "Thank you, I wish you good health." He drank as he spoke.

"No, no, you can't do this!" The man dissatisfied: "I am a big cup, you little cup, are you laughing at me?"

Algerians drink freely, and there is no Chinese wine culture. But this man obviously has his own ideas, he just wants to make noise, no matter who the other party is.

The man returned to his table, put the empty glass on the table again, picked up a glass of draft beer, staggered to Mr. Qin, put it on the table in front of him, and said loudly: "Drink this, you drink this ."

President Qin frowned. How can this wine be drunk? Liquor and beer are mixed, and it is easy to get drunk. The question is how old are you? I don't care about you when you drink too much, but you don't want to make an inch of it.

Boss Deng was also unhealed. It's just that in front of Mr. Feng, he doesn't have a good attack.

He glanced at Mr. Feng and noticed that Mr. Feng was unhappy, so he whispered to Mr. Qin, "Go and call the restaurant manager."

With that said, he picked up the wine glass and wanted to have another drink with Mr. Feng to divert Mr. Feng's attention.

Unexpectedly, the man stopped President Qin: "Don't go, drink!"

Seeing Boss Deng ignoring his existence and drinking with Mr Feng, the man walked up to Boss Deng in two steps and grabbed his arm holding the cup. Boss Deng shook his hand and spilled the drink.

Boss Deng didn't hesitate to elbow his backhand and hit the man's chin.

This scene happened to be seen by the restaurant manager who had rushed over. He took a look, recognized the man, and immediately turned around and walked to a corner to call the police.

The restaurant manager thought to himself, a dude, a group of foreigners, the people on both sides are not easy to mess with, let JING investigate and deal with it.

When the restaurant manager called the police, the perverted man covered his mouth and moaned.

Boss Deng's elbow was tightened, and he was not hitting hard, but it hit the man's chin, causing his teeth to bit his lips and bleeding.

When the two women heard the man's whimper, they looked up, surprised, happy, and scared expressions alternately appeared on their faces. Safir, the son of a high-ranking Algiers official, was beaten?

Safir himself couldn't believe that someone would beat him. Safir came back from abroad three years ago. Under the arrangement of his father, he joined a security company as an executive.

In the places that Safir often goes to, no one dared to spoil his interest, especially after he drank, let alone someone beat him.

Safir had drunk a lot, but his mind was still sober, but he became a habit of being domineering, and in his familiar environment, his words and deeds were very presumptuous. This time I provoked boss Deng and suffered a elbow. It was the first time in his life that he suffered such a loss.

This is absolutely unbearable, otherwise, how can you come out to eat, drink and have fun in the future?

He covered his mouth, his eyes swept viciously across the faces of the eight Chinese people, as if to remember their appearance.

"Humph, ok, yes, you Chinese actually hit people on my Algerian land. It’s really good. I Safir appreciates it. I want to see how much you can fight, whether everyone is as capable as Bruce Lee. Hit!" Safir let his lips bleed, pushed away the two women who came, returned to their seats, sat down, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Mr. Feng and Mao Benfa looked at each other. Although they didn't fully understand what the other party was saying, they didn't feel very interested. Today's meal is not good enough to continue.

Qin always spoke French and translated what Safir had said. Boss Deng laughed and said, "Old Deng has seen this kind of rubbish. I like bluffing, which is the most annoying. Mr. Feng, I will toast you again!" He said that he filled his glass again.

Mr. Feng didn't speak, he raised his cup and took a sip, and then said, "Boss Deng, it's almost the same today. The food is good, and the wine is good. Thank you very much..."

Boss Deng put down the glass and was pouring the wine into the glass again. He heard the words and said: "President Feng, don't worry, we have just got some atmosphere here, don't let that idiot spoil your interest."

Seeing that Mr. Feng really didn't want to drink anymore, Mao Benfa interrupted and said, "Boss Deng, Mr. Feng has been busy all day today. He is very tired. He had a good drink today. You should go back to rest early. Let's do it today. It will be a long day."

Boss Deng is a veteran. Knowing that today's meal was ruined by the person who called himself Safir, Mr. Feng lost his interest, so he made a few more polite words and had to end the banquet.

Everyone stood up from the dining table, and General Feng led the way out.

Safir quit, he jumped up and stopped everyone from going: "It's impossible for you to go out like this tonight."

Boss Deng motioned to Mr. Qin to wait for his subordinates to deal with it. President Qin led people to surround Safier, while President Feng and others walked around a few steps and continued to walk outside.

Safir suddenly roared, trying to break through Qin's encirclement, and was firmly held back. There was a lot of movement this time, and everyone in the restaurant looked over with different expressions. Some were surprised, some shouted to pay the bill and prepared to leave the place of right and wrong, and some smiled and prepared to watch the show.

The four people sitting in the open air outside the restaurant window were also alarmed. The tall locals were chewing fish in their mouths, and said vaguely: "Seafood and beer are especially intoxicating, and there will be excitement every time."

Another local man put down the wine glass in his hand and asked the Chinese man: "Mr. Chen, let me go and see? It's your compatriot."

At this time, Mr. Feng and others were almost at the entrance of the restaurant. The man called Mr. Chen stood up and took a look. Only four Chinese surrounded a local, thinking that the Chinese were not at a disadvantage. good-looking. He said, "No, it's not necessary. Salim, you are right, the sand nest is so lively!"

This Chinese man is Chen Ling, and Salim, Delhi and Taier have dinner with him.

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