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After hearing what Wang Jinfu said, the arrogant customer finally understood.    

He was so angry that his entire body was trembling, and his teeth were about to shatter.    

However, Wang Jinfu completely ignored his hateful gaze as he quietly waited for Liu Lei's reply.    

Liu Lei scratched his chin and thought for a moment before saying:    

"Forget it, your men are all mercenaries."    

"If you mess around in public, you might get investigated by the police."    

"You guys will be leaving the country in a few days. It's best if you don't cause any trouble now."    

When Wang Jinfu heard that Liu Lei was still thinking for their sake, he was extremely touched.    

He wanted to help Liu Lei deal with this trash, but he became more determined now.    

However, what Liu Lei said was indeed the truth. If he asked the mercenary to take action, it would definitely cause some trouble.    

He didn't have any internal power, and he couldn't use mercenaries.    

How could he help Mr. Liu deal with this trash?    

Wang Jinfu thought hard and suddenly fell into a dilemma.    

Looking at Liu Lei and Wang Jinfu who had completely disregarded him, the arrogant customer was about to go crazy with anger!    

He bellowed, "Do you think you can beat me? "Ah?!"    

"Do you think I don't have any helpers?!"    

"I'll tell you! My backstage story can scare you to death! "    

"Just a few black foreigners! I can find a bunch of them any time! "    

With the arrogant guest's words, the five Black Mercenary s were immediately in a bad mood.    

What did it mean to be a few black foreigners?    

Was he looking down on them?    

With an unfriendly expression, they surrounded the arrogant guest.    

All of them rubbed their hands together, ready to make a move at any moment.    

"You all … "What do you guys want …"    

"This is a society governed by the rule of law... "You all better not hurt people as you please …"    

The arrogant customer was instantly terrified and immediately retreated with a trembling voice.    

However, because of the severe pain in his butt, he couldn't retreat that far. Not long later, he was surrounded.    

"A society governed by the rule of law? Hehehe! "    

"Then we won't hit you. It's fine to press you, right?"    

The Black Mercenary people chuckled and said in their crappy Mandarin.    

"Press..." "Press..."    

"What does that mean?"    

The arrogant guest was confused, he did not understand what the Black Mercenary were saying.    

But soon, he knew what it meant.    

Each of the five Black Mercenary s extended a hand, and placed it on his shoulders.    

Following that, he pushed down with all his might!    

The arrogant guest was already severely injured, and now that he was suppressed to such an extent, the result could be imagined.    

His face instantly turned red, then purple, and finally paled.    

It was just like a Beijing opera where one's face changed.    

Then, he let out an extremely mournful scream that resonated throughout the entire restaurant.    

"Awoo —!    

If not for the Black Mercenary firmly suppressing him.    

The arrogant guest had probably jumped three feet into the air and crashed into the ceiling.    

His face was twisted and his pale lips quivered slightly.    

It was impossible to describe how deep his pain actually was.    

Heart piercing? Bone marrow?    

These idioms were not enough to describe it!    

The stinging pain on his buttocks was as if he had smeared hundreds of pounds of chili oil on the cut.    

This was the first time that an arrogant guest would feel such pain. It was so painful that he wanted to die on the spot.