Someone was causing trouble on the dance floor, and DJ shut down the music.

"What happened?" Liu Yingying walked to Yuan Linlin and asked.

Yuan Linlin pointed to a bald black man opposite: "He touched my ass."

"Beautiful girl, you need to tell evidence when I touched your butt? There is no evidence, you are slandering foreign friends."

The bald black man smiled and said, "Or, you see that I am handsome and have a good figure, and I am looking forward to me touching your butt?"

The bald black man is very fluent in Mandarin, not like a foreigner who has just arrived in China, but a semi-indigenous person who has lived here for a long time.

There were several black men of the same skin, as well as white men, with burly and powerful figures on his body, and they were looking at Yuan Linlin and several female companions beside her, and they burst into laughter.

"Didn't women in China always like strong men like us? It's reasonable that she can't help but want you to touch yourself."

"Maybe she's thinking not just about touching it, but also about taking a deeper idea..."

"No, it should be said that Paul's strong figure inspired her most primitive impulse. You should know that we Paul is in Jinling, but Yeye groom, many Chinese women, are pounced on her, haha!"

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"You bunch of trash, do you know who I am?" Yuan Linlin's pretty face turned pale with anger, and pointed at the group of foreigners and cursed.

The bald black man laughed and turned around and said to his group of friends: "Listen, she has to introduce herself on her own initiative. Do you know why I have been in China and I don't want to go back? It's because of the enthusiasm of Chinese women, so I can't walk, hahaha!"

"The Chinese women are really enthusiastic. Last month, there was another Chinese women dumped her boyfriend, and then paid for it to buy me a house in Jinling."

"I heard that in China, men have always only bought houses for women. I didn't expect that women in China could buy houses by themselves, haha!"

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"You are too much!" Ma Zicong pointed at the bald black men and whispered: "This is China. When will it be your turn to be domineering? You'd better apologize to Linlin now, otherwise I'll let you disappear completely in China!"

"Yes, apologize to Linlin!"

"We are not so easy to bully."

Yuan Linlin is beautiful and has an extraordinary background. She is one of the goddesses in the minds of these young men. She is extremely popular in the upper reaches of Jinling. Now she is bullied by a group of foreigners in the bar, so these young men naturally have to stand up and protect the goddess.

What's more, no one of these people comes from famous families. Naturally, the arrogance of famous young men will not lose their momentum in front of these foreigners.

Lu Fan kept staring at a white man, hesitating for a moment, and said, "It's better not to provoke this group of people, otherwise you will all have big trouble."

“Big trouble?”

Ma Zicong looked at him contemptuously: "A group of foreigners will scare you? Just this group of garbage, just because they look a little bigger, I can beat him twenty!"

"Lu Fan, it's not more than a hundred years ago. You don't need to kneel down and kowtow when you see foreigners."

Yuan Linlin looked disdainful: "You are a Chinese, you must learn to stand up..."

"But that's right. How can people like you, who live at the bottom of society, look at problems from the perspective of our height? Civilians are civilians. No matter what means they use to squeeze into the upper-class circle, the bad nature of civilians cannot be changed. Dogs wear lion skins or dogs, and they will never roar like lions, and they will not go out to hunt like lions..."

She sarcastically mocked Lu Fan without any mercy. She finally saw Ma Zicong take the lead in standing up and making a stand for him, but this cowardly person actually said not to provoke them? It was simply a shame to lose their face.

Everyone laughed loudly when they heard this, and they all regarded Lu Fan as a coward who was afraid of foreigners.

Liu Yingying was about to get angry, but Lu Fan held her hand and signaled that she didn't need to compete with these people.

Only Wang Xuanzhi was still sitting in the booth, looking at this side, but had no intention of coming to intervene.

Her fingers gently rubbed her wine glass, and her bright red nails were very seductive in the light, just like her herself, full of arrogance and coldness.

"It doesn't matter if you make fun of me, but I want to remind you that the white-haired man is not simple."
Chapter completed!