3165: C3165 Make Trouble

C3165 Make Trouble

The waiter briefly explained the situation. When he heard Liang Rui had already gone over and had a conflict with the other party, Nanxing Chuan frowned and immediately turned around.

The person receiving tonight was indeed not an ordinary guest.

The nephew of the richest man in C City had once thrown 850,000 dollars in one night at the club. The rich second generation who spent money like flowing water held a birthday party here tonight.

Nanxing Chuan rushed to the private room and as soon as he opened the door, a few glass shards flew over. He tilted his head to avoid the shards and heard curses coming from inside. "You just touched it a few times and told me you can't do it? When I was spending money, why didn't I see you bunch of dogs jump out and tell me you can't?"

Nanxing Chuan coldly swept his eyes over the ground. The ground was in a mess. It was obvious that there had been some unpleasant things that had happened between the two of them just now.

Second Young Master Zhao was sitting in the middle of a group of friends, holding a struggling waitress in his arms.

The upper half of the girl's clothes had been ripped off, and she looked a little embarrassed.

Nanxing Chuan's expressionless face suddenly became fierce.

As soon as he appeared, the noise from the people in the private room disappeared. Only Second Young Master Zhao, who thought he had someone to back him up, insisted on making a move on him. He was still very arrogant. "Yo, this is Brother Yan, right? What's wrong? I'm here to spend money and have fun. I'm not here to spend money to get angry! "

Nanxing Chuan didn't say anything. His fierce and cold features were suppressed, and his aura was strong.

He walked to the opposite side, and someone immediately brought him a clean stool.

Nanxing Chuan sat down. His long legs were crossed over each other, and his right hand was twisting a string of Buddhist beads that were as warm as jade.

Only then did he look at the troublemaker, "Second Young Master Zhao, since you came to my territory, you should know my rules."

"Rules?" Young Master Zhao scoffed and cast an arrogant glance at him. "Isn't it just money? Tell me, how much should I pay?"

Nanxing Chuan acted as if he didn't hear him. He waved his hand and said to Liang Rui, "Bring them out first."

The panicking waitress quickly got up, but Young Master Zhao pressed her head down and sat her down.

He sneered and deliberately stared straight at Nanxing Chuan: "Calling you Brother Yan is giving you face. Do you know who I am? My aunt is the wife of the richest man in C City, the Zhao family. Can you afford to offend me? "

Nanxing Chuan's face was cold and his expression did not change. "This is a formal clubhouse. Second Young Master Zhao wants to mess around outside. Don't make things difficult for the little girl."

Young Master Zhao smiled provocatively. He forced the waitress to stand up and walked in front of Nanxing Chuan." What if I insist on making things difficult for you? "

Nanxing Chuan did not move. His cold and hard eyes were filled with disdain. "You can try."

After he finished speaking, Liang Rui gestured to the door. Five or six men in black broke through the door and blocked the door.

The atmosphere instantly fell into dead silence.

Young Master Zhao knew that every club had its own security team. For someone with a complicated background like Brother Yan, he didn't know who they had hired.

He only wanted face, but Nanxing Chuan didn't want to give him face.

Young Master Zhao couldn't fight with force. After a moment of confrontation, he could only make a concession and let the waitress go. At the same time, he pointed at Nanxing Chuan playfully and said, "You, just you wait."

After these people left, liang Rui suddenly saw spots of blood on Nanxing Chuan's clothes.

He was slightly stunned, and after a careful inspection, he discovered that there was a wound on Nanxing Chuan's face. It should have been cut by the fragments that splashed out just now, and it was still bleeding.

"F * ck" Liang Rui cursed in his heart. He took out a piece of paper and handed it over, then ordered the waiter beside him, "Go and get the alcohol."

Nanxing Chuan stopped him, "No need."

He hated that kind of stimulating pain.

"It's not that bad"2

Indeed, to Nanxing Chuan and Liang Rui, this kind of injury was indeed not worth mentioning.

Nan Xingchuan went to the locker room to take off his dirty clothes. He had been exercising his body all year round, and his muscles were perfect. When he crossed his hands and took off his long sleeve, the lines of his waist rose and fell according to his movements, making the girl who was hiding outside the door blush.

Realizing that someone was there, Nanxing Chuan vigilantly turned around and immediately put on a clean shirt.

"What are you doing?"

The person who came was the waitress who had just been selected by Young Master Zhao in the private room.

Her face was flushed red as she lowered her head and slowly walked forward. Her voice was like water as she said, "Brother Yan, thank you for what you did just now."

"No need." Nanxing Chuan's reaction was faint: "Is there anything else?"

The girl paused, took out the band-aid and disinfectant from her pocket, and timidly walked in front of Nanxing Chuan, "Let me help you treat your wound. It will be bad if you get infected."

As she spoke, she unscrewed the alcohol. However, Nanxing Chuan directly closed the closet door and left, leaving behind a cold sentence, "No need."

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