Seeing the disdainful look on the fat landlady's face, Ling Shaofeng knew that he had met someone who looked down on others, but he didn't care. Instead, he asked: "I don't have enough money, so I can only swipe my card. Can I swipe my card?"
Before the waitress could answer, the landlady spit out a melon seed shell and glanced at Ling Shaofeng impatiently: "What kind of card should I use? If you don't have money, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. Go to the front and stay in a cheap hotel that costs 40 yuan a night. We can
I don’t have time to serve you, so go out, we are still doing business, so don’t stand in the way.”
The initial enthusiasm of the landlady completely disappeared. She identified Ling Shaofeng as a street gangster. He had no money, no power, no style, and had to use women to pick up girls. She despised this kind of role.
Ling Shaofeng was speechless. Damn it, I really look down on others. If I don't show my strength, you will think of me as a sick cat.
Ling Shaofeng had a bad temper. Seeing the boss lady's contemptuous look and sarcastic words, he finally couldn't hold back his anger and slapped the table at the front desk: "What are you talking about? I asked you if I can swipe my card?"
"Hey, you're banging the table for me?" The boss lady immediately got angry. Damn it, a low-level loser dares to speak so rudely? What? Are you looking for trouble?
"Boy, I just don't like you. You're a fucking bastard. You don't even have the money to rent a room. Why are you dragging me? Get out of here right away. Don't wait for me to get angry. To tell you the truth, I have some great people in this hotel.
Cover up, you want to cause trouble here? Let’s take a pee first and see how you look.”
The landlady spit out a melon seed shell in a very indecent manner and stood up with her hands on her hips. She was not afraid of this guy causing trouble. What would happen if she made him angry? There was someone covering her back anyway.
Seeing that Ling Shaofeng had no reaction and just sneered, the boss's wife became even more angry: "Hey, why don't you get out of here? If you keep wandering around in front of me, I'll ask someone to break your legs."
Ling Shaofeng smiled: "Are you in a fucking business? Are you treating your customers like this? Are you looking for someone to break my legs? Okay, if you have the ability, just find someone. I'll wait here." Ling Shaofeng showed off.
He put on a rogue attitude and simply leaned his whole body on the front desk. The feeling of the drunk girl lying in his arms was really helpful to him. He thought that he would leave soon, so he might as well keep her in his arms for a while.
Lie down for a while.
The proprietress slapped the table, pointed at Ling Shaofeng and shouted: "Don't you fucking cause trouble for me. Do you know who the awesome guy is behind our hotel? I'll scare you to death if I tell you. Duan Gang knows about it, right? Duan Gang's leader is Liang Liang."
Brother, do you know? You must also be familiar with Shougou. Let me tell you, my shop is small, but the Bodhisattva behind it is big. Even Brother Liang and Shougou from Duan Gang are protecting me. You dare to be here with me?
Are you making trouble? You are just seeking death. I will give you three seconds to get out of here, otherwise you will regret it."
The proprietress's posture was very arrogant, and she brought out Duan Gang's sex, Mo Liang, and Shao Gou in an attempt to scare Ling Shaofeng. This trick was very effective, whenever those short-sighted gangsters picked up girls and came here to book a room.
When the money is not paid, the proprietress will bring out the skinny dog, sex, and magic light, which will definitely scare the shit out of those low-level losers.
In the eyes of the boss lady, how can a low-level gangster like Ling Shaofeng with no money, no power and no style be compared with the leader of the Duan Gang, such as Sexy, Mo Liang and Skinny Gou? They would be frightened to death.