Qin Muran sat up, raised his eyebrows, looked at the waiter, and smiled indifferently.

"Not changing!"

The two newly replaced masseurs are too unpleasant. They spend high-end prices on their own, so of course they have to enjoy high-end services.

It is tolerant, but who is tolerant?

The waiter's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and his face became increasingly embarrassed.

"Sir, I understand your mood, but this is what our boss means, please don't make things difficult for us."

The waiter said in embarrassment.

"No matter who I mean, I spent money anyway, I wouldn't change it if I didn't change it."

Qin Muran leaned on the massage chair, raised his feet, looked at the two gold medal technicians, with a few calm smiles on his lips.

"Miss, you guys continue..."

I spend money to enjoy it, not to spend money to buy it. The Pluto in the Western Underworld, let alone a street foot bath shop, even if I go to the Western royal family, I have to give myself three points of thin air.

At this moment, the door opened and a Western man in a suit and tie led two black men wearing sunglasses in.

Qin Muran glanced at the three people. It seemed that he should be the person in charge of this foot bath shop.

"What's the situation? Young Master Erinsta is already waiting for anger. If you are angry, we can't afford to be guilty..."

The person in charge said in a cold voice.

"Boss, these two gentlemen do not agree to change the masseur, look..."

The waiter said with a serious expression.

The person in charge frowned and looked at Qin Muran and Shi Dazhuang with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Two gentlemen, I am the head of this Yulong Bay, Dirkwell."

"I'm sorry tonight. These two masseurs can't continue to serve you. I hope to understand. As compensation, I can give you a 50% discount..."

The person in charge said coldly.

There was no intention of negotiation in his expression and tone, as if he was forcibly making arrangements, and his eyes were full of prejudice against the Eastern people.

In the West, these Westerners in suits and ties always look down on Orientals.

This natural arrogant attitude seemed to be brought out from the womb. This attitude made Shi Dazhuang feel a little unhappy.

"Captain, what's going on?"

Shi Dazhuang said angrily.

Qin Muran raised his eyes slightly, looked at Dirkwell, and smiled coldly.

“Fifty-five discount?”

"No, I don't need it, I don't lack money..."

Qin Muran said calmly.

Dirkwell's face instantly turned gloomy and his expression was a little impatient.

"Since that's the case, you are not welcome here. Give them half of the money back and let them leave quickly..."

Dirkwell said coldly.

Qin Muran smiled coldly and said in surprise: "What? I want to send us away if I refund half of the money?"

Isn’t this to treat yourself as a beggar?

"Yes, you enjoyed half of the service, so you can only refund half of the money!"

Dirkwell said arrogantly.

Qin Muran would definitely not agree to such a tyrannical condition.

Is it unhappy to spend money on your own?

"I will give you two choices. First, go out and close the door, just pretend that nothing has happened. Second, if you fake one and pay ten times the money, you will give me a refund of ten times, and make up for my injured heart..."

Qin Muran smiled.

Hearing Qin Muran's words, Dirkwell's two men showed a sneer on their faces.

Is this kid here in Babya City for the first time?

One fake one will pay ten?

Since the opening of the entire Yulong Bay, he has never done such a loss-making business. Does he know who is behind Yulong Bay?

Dirkwell smiled coldly, his expression full of banter and sarcasm.

"Two orientals who don't know how to live or die, do you know who built this Yulong Bay?"

"Tell you, this is the place for the Erin family. You have to follow our rules when you come here!"

"Master Erinsta, you're waiting next door. He has a bad temper. If he comes here in person, let alone money, you can't even save your life..."

Dirkwell said proudly.

"He has a bad temper? Does my temper look good?"

Qin Muran replied indifferently.

"It seems that they are really two guys who don't know how to live or die. Since that's the case, I can only ask them to invite you out."

Deckwell waved his hand, and the two black men behind him were ready to walk towards Qin Muran.

"Take these two guys out."

The words fell.

Two black men grabbed Qin Muran's shoulder with their thick arms and lifted them hard.

Qin Muran lay leisurely on the massage chair, motionless.

"Ah, have you not eaten?"

Qin Muran smiled.

The two black men looked at each other, their hands were on each other, and they tried hard to lift Qin Muran up, but despite their strength, Qin Muran was like a mountain, not shaken by the two at all.

"The ants are overestimating their abilities!"

Qin Muran smiled mockingly.

"Fuck, just hit me directly and teach him the rules within us with your fists..."

Dirkwell said angrily.

The two black men immediately swung their fists down. Before Qin Muran could take action, a strong figure instantly appeared behind the two black men, holding the fists they waved firmly, and with powerful force, they controlled the two of them tightly.

"Two black pigs dare to attack our elder brother, are you worthy?"

Shi Dazhuang said coldly.

He just entered Babya City and had no chance to take action. This time he would not miss this opportunity easily.

There is no need to let Qin Muran take action against a few Western ants.

"Fuck! Oriental Pig, let go quickly, otherwise you will have a good look..."

Two black men wore sunglasses and said arrogantly.

"Oriental Pig?"

Shi Dazhuang's eyes turned cold and his heart suddenly became angry. Do the two black pigs actually dare to scold him like this?

Shi Dazhuang used both hands.

Click!

Click!

The sound of bone fractures on both hands sounded, and the wrists of the two great men were crushed by Shi Dazhuang with one hand, making screams like a pig slaughtering.

Immediately, Shi Dazhuang swung his hands hard and drove the two of them directly from the room to the corridor, scaring the rest of them to the faces.

Dirkwell turned around and was about to escape. Shi Dazhuang took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Dirkwell's shoulder, and gently lifted it. Dirkwell was picked up like garbage.

“Fuck!”

"Let me go quickly, otherwise, Young Master Erinsta will not let you go..."

Deckville still said stubbornly.

After all, this place is his territory, and Qin Muran and Shi Dazhuang only have two people. Although they have the upper hand for the time being, they are still not enough to make him feel scared.

Facing the arrogant Dirkwell, Qin Muran smiled disdainfully.

“Eileensta?”

"hehe……"

"I have the will to let him come in person, I'll wait for him!"

Qin Muran said calmly.

After the words came, Shi Dazhuang took Dirkwell and threw him out of the private room.

Qin Muran looked at the two masseuses and smiled gently, as if nothing had happened.

"Two ladies, you guys continue."

Qin Muran smiled.

Although his attitude was gentle, the two masseurs were already frightened. They did not dare to hesitate and immediately continued to massage Qin Muran.

European and American style.

Tsk tsk...
Chapter completed!