Chapter 1667: Even aliens have to line up honestly

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu immediately drove to join Bairentu.
After receiving Bairentu from the side of the road, Bairentu immediately pointed to a black car in front of him, and signaled that Moro was in this car.
"Sir, who is this foreign devil?"
Bai Rentu asked curiously.
"Although he appears to be a member of the cultural department, he is actually a person with special feelings!"
Lin Yu said in a deep voice, "The special sentiment department has packed him so secretly, presumably his level in the special sentiment office is not low, so he has a lot of secrets about the special sentiment office. I guess he is here this time. Maybe the purpose is not pure, maybe we can find something from him!"
"That's it!"
Hundred People Tu squinted his eyes and said coldly, thinking of the difficulties he suffered when he was in the United States, his eyes could not help but a cold light appeared, and he said coldly, "I want to say that we will directly catch this foreign devil and beat him up," Just let him vomit everything he knows!"
"His current status is a cultural exchange ambassador. It is not a last resort. Let's not touch him yet!"
Lin Yu said in a deep voice, carefully following Molo's car.
Originally, Lin Yu and Bairentu thought that Molo would go somewhere secretive, but to their surprise David, Molo finally came to a well-known night snack shop in the city center.
After getting out of the car with a yellow-haired foreign driver, Molo walked straight towards the night snack shop.
Lin Yu and Bai Rentu looked at each other in surprise, their expressions were a little surprised, but they still followed quickly.
Although it was already close to 12 o'clock in the evening, the night snack shop was crowded with people, and many stylishly dressed men and women crowded around the shop. A look at their dresses and tattoos revealed that these people were mostly practitioners in nearby nightclubs.
Because there were too many people eating, the chairs outside the door were full of guests waiting to be called.
But after Molo and his driver got out of the car, they did not follow in line, but walked straight into the night snack shop. The driver yelled to the waiter in a very bad Chinese, "Two people, find us a table. !"
"Sorry, sir, our tables are full now, if you are dining, you need to line up!"
The female cashier politely said to Molo and Huang Mao's driver.
"Isn't there a free table there?!"
Driver Huang Mao pointed to a table in the restaurant that was being cleaned with a calm face, and asked displeasedly.
"Excuse me, sir, there are customers at that table! You can see, there are so many customers in line outside!"
As the waiter explained, he printed out a numbering list and handed it to the driver Huang Mao, saying, "Your number is 148, and there are twelve tables ahead..."
"Fuck!"
The driver Huang Mao's face sank, he yelled and said angrily, "You want us to line up?!"
"We are Americans!"
Moro also held his head up at this time with a sense of superiority on his face. It seemed that as a U.S. national, he would be superior, and said, "We are here for cultural exchanges with your country. We belong to VIPs!"
"Damn, what happened to the Americans! The Americans don't have to line up!"
"That's, what kind of VIP, are VIPs so unqualified?!"
"Don't talk nonsense, even aliens have to line up honestly!"
When the diners at the door heard what Mo Luo and others said, they were suddenly very angry, and sternly accused Mo Luo and the driver Huang Mao.
"Shut up! Shutup!"
Driver Huang Mao pointed at the person outside the door and snapped.
"Hurry up and arrange a table for us!"
Moro said in a deep voice to the female cashier like an order.
"I'm sorry, sir, we..."
Snapped!
Before the female cashier could finish, Molo directly slapped the female cashier's face with a severe slap. The female cashier screamed "Ah", and then a red and swollen palm print appeared on her white face.
"I said, let you arrange a table for me right away!"
Moro said coldly, "Is that how you people from Hot Summer receive VIPs?!"
"grass!"
The diners at the door were furious when they saw this scene, especially a few young people, they jumped up and rushed towards Molo and Huang Mao's driver, yelling and cursing.
"Damn it, it's hot summer! You can't help but be wild!"
"I really think of myself as an onion! What the hell!"
"What kind of cultural ambassadors bring garbage culture, hurry up, our country does not welcome you!"
...
Several young people rushed up with their fists while they were talking.
But Huang Mao Driver and Molo did not show any fear on their faces.
The yellow-haired driver twisted his neck, clenched his fists, and sneered disdainfully, "A bunch of stupid pigs!"
At this time, a group of young people had already rushed to the front, and the body of the driver Huang Mao suddenly started. After a sideways dodging the fist of the young man at the front, he slammed an uppercut and hit the young man. On the cheek, Xiao Young only heard a crisp bone cracking from his face, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.
After that, the driver Huang Mao quickly stepped into the crowd. With a few sharp hand knives and side kicks, the group of young men who rushed up were put down to the ground.
The few young men either broke their ribs or folded their fingers, rolling on the ground wailing and screaming.
The surrounding diners changed their faces when they saw this scene. They breathed, and they didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.
"This is your Yanxia people. Only after suffering a hardship did you learn to be honest!"
Moro glanced at the person lying on the ground and said with a proud face.
"This is really cruel!"
Bai Rentu not far away clenched his fists vigorously, the cold light in his eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "Sir, can't we make a move?!"