Cynthia’s Cat

"I don't know? Haha! Then I tell you, I hate people who are smart, and such people don't know who you are the most. Also, since you know you deserve to die, then you go to die!!!"

Dalike got up and came to Misha's side. He pinched Misha's chin and raised her head. Misha's pupils dilated and her eyes became more frightened. The expression of Master Dalike wanted to Kill her? No way! ! ! She doesn't want to die yet.

Because of her jaw being pinched, Misha's speech became a little difficult, "Dalikai...big...sir, I...know that I was wrong, please... please forgive me this time!"

Dalike looked sideways at the people behind him, and said indifferently, "Which one of you has gloves?"

Everyone didn't dare to offend Dalikai and started looking for gloves. Someone in the crowd suddenly said, "Master Dalikai, I...I have gloves."

Dalike looked sideways at the speaker. He let go of the hand holding Misha's jaw and said to the man: "You, come here. Bring me the gloves."

"Okay, Lord Dalike." The man didn't dare to offend Dalike, and immediately put on Dalike gloves.

After the gloves were worn, Dalique picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured all the wine in the bottle on the ground, when everyone did not know what Dalique was going to do.

Dalikai picked up the empty wine bottle and slammed it on Misha's head. The blood was sprayed instantly. Misha was stunned in an instant, her forehead shed a lot of blood, and her entire face was covered by blood. .

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, and their hearts were silent for the person who had offended Dalikai. They thought in their hearts that they must not offend this perverted man.

Dalike threw away the broken wine bottle and took off the **** gloves blankly. He hooked his finger at the man who put the gloves on and motioned for him to come.

Brad wore a complimentary smile on his face, "Master Dalika, what's your order."

Dalike took out his handkerchief, wiped his fingers, and said coldly: "What's your name?"

Brad was very pleasantly surprised. He is the bar of this bar. If Mr. Dalike's appreciation is received, his future will change drastically.

Brad said eagerly: "Master Dalika, my name is Brad."

"Okay, I'll take you down."

Dalique took a sum of money from the wallet and threw it to Brad. "This is for you."

Brad is a poor bartender. When did he see so much money, he "Thank you! Lord Dalikai, I will try my best to help the adults as long as they ask me to do things in the future."

The people in the bar all looked at Brad enviously, **** it today! ! ! Why didn't you wear gloves today? This kid is cheaper. If he has gloves, he will be the one who talks to Lord Dalikai now.

Dalikai left the bar indifferently and returned to the car. The hustle and bustle behind him gradually faded away. He picked up the phone and dialed Anna Wei's phone.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. In the end it turned into a blind tone. Anna Wei, you just want to get rid of control. Dalike smiled with self-deprecating lips. How could this woman make him look like herself? He can no longer control his emotions.

What magic power does she have? Will it make him worry about gains and losses? Fearing that she would misunderstand him, all of this was originally his most disdainful thing.