A flash of grievance flashed in Lan Bingyu's eyes, but he finally held back the tears in his eyes and lowered his head and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The young man showed no intention of restraining himself and shouted arrogantly: "I'm sorry, that's it. Do you Chinese people use your eyes to breathe? Didn't you see me here?"
"I'm sorry, sir, I'll wipe it for you now."
Lan Bingyu said as he took out a stack of paper towels and prepared to help the young man wipe the wine stains on his body.
"Wipe your ass!"
The young man grabbed the paper towel and threw it on Lan Bingyu's face. Then he stretched out his shoe and said, "Just wipe it off if you dirty my clothes. Now you lick it for me, starting from the shoes."
Got it!"
"You...you...you are too bullying. It was you who hit me..."
Lan Bingyu couldn't bear it anymore, and tears fell down.
"You bitch from China, you actually talk back to me, lick it or not?"
The young man said, and slapped Lan Bingyu on the face again.
But as soon as he raised his hand, his wrist was grabbed by a big hand, like an iron vice, and he couldn't move any further.
The young man looked up and saw a man and a woman standing in front of him. They were Ye Bufan and Lu Banxia.
He shouted angrily: "What are you doing? What are you going to do? Boy, let me go quickly!"
Ye Bufan waved his hand and threw him away, then turned to look at Lan Bingyu.
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, thank you..." Lan Bingyu only saw his appearance clearly after saying this, and said in surprise, "You...are you Ye Bufan?"
Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Old classmate, you're fine, why are you here?"
Ordinarily, Lan Bingyu's family situation is very good, so there is no reason to work here as a waiter and suffer.
"My father is bankrupt and is now sick and hospitalized, so I came here to work..."
Before Lan Bingyu could finish speaking, the young man over there shouted angrily: "What the hell are you talking about? You soiled my clothes, is that all?
And you, annoying Chinese pig, what’s your business here, do you need to be nosy?”
This guy finally turned all his anger on Ye Bufan, and his words were obviously aimed at the Chinese people.
Ye Bufan's face instantly darkened, and Lu Banxia said angrily: "How can you talk?"
"What's wrong with me just talking like that? I hate Chinese people. Get out of here. I have to settle things with her today."
Then the guy pointed at Lan Bingyu arrogantly, "You bitch from China, get down on your knees and lick her clean, or today's business won't be over."
Ye Bufan gave him a cold look: "We can compensate for staining your clothes, but you must apologize to us."
"Let me apologize, haha, it's so funny, do you know who I am?"
The young man showed an arrogant expression and laughed, as if he had heard some funny joke.
At this moment, the Henry who had just left came over.
He glanced at Ye Bufan contemptuously, and then said to Lu Banxia: "Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Buckley, the eldest son of the Field family, and he is a distinguished guest here.
If you have just arrived in Apple City, you may not know the Field family. It is a big family, second only to the four major families.
I think your friend should apologize to Buckley, and I can make peace with him so that he can forgive you for my sake."
He turned to look at the young man: "Mr. Buckley, you will still give me this face, right?"
Having said this, this guy looked proud, as if this could better show his noble status.
Buckley shouted: "Dear Henry, I can give you this face, but he must apologize to me, immediately!"
"Did you hear that? Apologize quickly, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences. Opportunities don't always come around. I did it all for Banxia's sake this time. You must cherish it."
Henry's words were completely condescending. In his opinion, Ye Bufan had no choice but to bow his head. After all, Buckley represented the Field family, and the other party was just a foreigner who came here from China.
"You're overthinking it. It's him who should apologize."
Ye Bufan ignored Henry at all, raised his hand and pointed at Buckley: "Today you must apologize to me and my friends, and apologize to all Chinese people for your arrogance."
After he said this, the expressions of everyone present changed, including those who had gathered to watch the excitement, and they all looked at him with pity.
Henry put on an annoyed look: "Ban Xia, this friend of yours is really ungrateful. If it weren't for my sake..."
He was just halfway through when he was rudely interrupted by Lu Banxia: "Get out of here, we don't need you to teach us how to do things."
"you……"
Henry's face turned red immediately, and then he said to Buckley in annoyance: "You can deal with it however you want. You don't have to look at my face anymore."
"Henry, my friend, I have told you a long time ago that you should ignore these Chinese people and teach them a lesson."
Buckley finished speaking with an arrogant look, then waved behind him, and four tall black bodyguards immediately rushed over.
These guys are all about two meters tall. They all have muscles and look extremely strong, with fierce expressions on their faces.
"Master, what do you want us to do?"
The leader, a big black man, said.
This guy has a bald head and no hair on his body. He looks like a humanoid monster.
"Teach this Chinese man a lesson and let him know that this is our territory and not a place where they can run wild."
Buckley raised his hand and pointed at Ye Bufan with an arrogant expression.
Seeing the ferocious looks of several people, Lan Bingyu suddenly became nervous, not wanting the old classmates he had just met to be harmed in the slightest because of him.
She pulled Ye Bufan behind her, lowered her head again and said, "Mr. Buckley, I'm really sorry. It was all caused by me. Can I apologize to you again?"
Buckley shouted arrogantly: "Bitch, your apology is of no use, get out of here, or I'll beat you too."
Lan Bingyu wanted to say something else, but was pulled back by Ye Bufan: "Okay, let us men solve this kind of thing."
"But……"
Lan Bingyu looked worried. In terms of body shape, Ye Bufan was so different from those black men that there was no comparison at all.
Not only her, but also other people around her think so.
In their opinion, not to mention four big men working together, any one of them could crush the bones of the weak Chinese in front of them.
"Okay, sister, don't worry, let Brother Ye handle it."
Only Lu Banxia knew Ye Bufan's strength and had full confidence in him.
"Chinese people, go to hell."
A ferocious look flashed across the face of the bald man, and his casserole-sized fist suddenly hit Ye Bufan's face.
This punch is so powerful and heavy that if it is really hit in the face, thousands of peach blossoms will inevitably bloom.
The people watching the excitement couldn't help but exclaim, and a few timid women even closed their eyes, unable to bear to see what happened next.
