The captain's boots kicked the ground, and the boots were bright enough to show the figure.

Chen Qingzhi put down his knife and fork and didn't take it seriously: "Why don't you even have a pair of chopsticks?"

"This so-called celebrity society is just imitating the West, admiring foreign countries and fascinating foreign countries." Wutian threw down his knife with a bang, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and stood up and stopped him in front of the husband.

The captain of the guard and two guards appeared, and his brown eyes shrank: "Hey, can you understand what I said? Don't everyone in China learn English?"

Wu Tian had no expression on his face and did not raise his eyelids.

The captain of the guard disdained: "It turns out that I don't understand English, that's the garbage among the Chinese."

The Captain of the Guard only knows one thing: in China, people with poor English cannot even graduate from college.

He turned around and said, "Are you an interpreter!"

The senior manager ran over and gritted his teeth at Wutian: "Don't think it's a man from the Black Tide, you can be so rude. He is a princess and a Western royal family. Do you want to cause diplomatic incidents?"

"Diplomatic is a big deal!" Wu Tian swears directly: "My husband says, the Western royal family must lie on the ground and kowtow, and they must also be like the Chinese kind of kneeling three times and nine times!"

The senior manager dared not translate this sentence. He was very afraid of the dark tide, but he preferred to kneel down and lick foreigners.

At this time, the little fear of the Black Tide had long disappeared. In front of the princess, the senior manager must maintain the noble demeanor.

His eyes rolled and he said to the captain of the guard gloomyly: "He scolded you just now. Such a person is really impolite. Please do whatever you want!"

This is killing someone with a knife!

The captain of the guard couldn't understand Chinese, and immediately became furious, and a long sword on his waist lit out with a silence.

It is a Western sword that can kill people.

Wutian's eyes flashed: "Dare you dare to draw the sword at my husband? Very good, you can die!"

He was already full of anger, and at this time three consecutive flashes of light flew out of his hand.

It's three silver forks!

There is still cream on it.

Two forks pierce the guard's scapula of the back and pierce directly into the carpet.

The third knife and fork passed through the neck of the guard captain. The guy threw the sword in his hand, covering his neck and screaming: "Help, call an ambulance!"

Because I was too frightened, my voice changed.

Those famous ladies were ignorant and could not hear what they meant.

The senior manager is now scared, his legs are trembling, his hands are shaking, and he is desperately taking out his cell phone!

"I see who dares to call an ambulance!" Wutian's voice was low, like a devil.

The senior manager's cell phone was scared and his teeth trembled.

At this time, Princess Charlotte arrived with her entourage and surrounded the captain of the guards and the others.

Many of the entourages were casual bodyguards, and they yelled together at this time, and immediately surrounded the dining table!

When the senior manager saw this scene, he became energetic again.

He surrounded the foreigner and asked about his well-being, checked his injuries, and called his subordinates at the banquet, and asked an ambulance while providing first aid.

"What happened to my God?" Princess Charlotte was very panicked now and didn't even see the person at the dining table.

The senior manager hurriedly explained: "It was done by several unqualified villains. I promise you, noble princesses, they will be punished."

Princess Charlotte shook her head: "But, but isn't this a celebrity? How could there be a villain?"

"It's like this, a bunch of lowly people are mixed in, especially farmers and migrant workers, and the kind who sells fish."

The senior manager had already started cursing in anger: "In our China, farmers and migrant workers are all the lowest-quality people. They are lazy and become thieves and villains when they arrive in the city. I promise you that we socialites are all ladies with perfect backgrounds and understanding Western culture."

Charlotte still shook his head: "No, it's impossible, you're lying! I know Huaxia, I'm afraid I know more than you!"

The senior manager was excited and bowed deeply again: "Although I was born in China, I have been studying abroad for more than 20 years, so I will not lie to you. No one knows those pig-like questions better than me..."

"Looking for death!" Before the senior manager finished speaking, a cold shout came.

Then with a whine, the sauce-filled plate hit his face.

The senior manager screamed, his face covered in blood mixed with the sauce.

Chen Qingzhi wiped his hands, and although his face was still plain, his eyes had changed.
Chapter completed!