Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1200 - 555: Teacher Ji’s Experience Class!_3

Chapter 1200: Chapter 555: Teacher Ji’s Experience Class!_3

"But if it’s underwear, I’m bigger than her, it’s gonna be too tight to wear!"

Tea sister said this while lifting her shirt a bit.

Lin Baici and Ji Xinyan were sitting on the right side of the bar, next to them was a couple and three girls. When the two of them spoke, their voices weren’t loud, but they didn’t deliberately keep them low, so their conversation was overheard by these five people.

At this moment, they all had a stifled expression.

"What’s the relationship between those two?"

"They must be a couple, right?"

"A couple and they have this kind of conversation? They must be really wild!"

"Hey, don’t tell me we’re also part of their play?"

The three girls whispered amongst themselves, excitedly discussing.

Ji Xinyan’s charm was indeed great; even with Lin Baici sitting next to her, there were still men who came over to hit on her from time to time. Among them, two had indeed impressive assets, fancy cars matched with branded watches, the only thing missing was them pasting the Mercedes key on their foreheads.

"How do you feel?"

Ji Xinyan ordered another cocktail.

"Anyone who marries you is sure to have their heart broken!"

How could an average man with no money or status keep such a beautiful wife?

"Hehe, I’ll take that as a compliment!"

Hearing Lin Baici acknowledge her charm, Ji Xinyan was very happy, her eyes curving into smiles.

"Little sister, how boring it must be to come to such a place alone!"

A muscular man, obviously a regular at the gym, walked over and sat down next to Ji Xinyan: "How about big brother keeps you company?"

The muscular man was wearing a tight tank top with a leather jacket hooked on his left index finger, resting on his shoulder. After sitting down, he casually tossed the jacket aside.

Snap!

The muscled man snapped his fingers: "Two Volcano Lovers, please!"

"Heh, you think my taste is so poor that I’d like someone like you?"

Ji Xinyan looked at the tattoos on the man’s arms with distaste: "If you had a tattoo of Guan Yu, out of respect for loyalty, that’s one thing, but what on earth is this? A grown-up Wudalang?"

The muscular man didn’t catch Tea sister’s sarcasm and flexed his arms to make his muscles bulge, explaining, "This is Li Jing, the War God from the Tang Dynasty!"

"Oh, so Li Jing has such long hair, like a big gorilla!"

Ji Xinyan seemed enlightened.

"Pfft hahaha!"

The couple and the three girls sitting nearby burst into laughter. The muscular man did indeed have long body hair, even more exaggerated than a European’s, looking a bit scary.

"Beauty? Are you really not giving me any face?"

The muscular man threw a Land Rover key on the table: "Life is full of hardships, if you ever find yourself in trouble, just say you know Brother Dao, everyone will give you a convenience."

"What ’Dao’?"

Ji Xinyan retorted: "A nail clipper?"

"Pfft hahaha!"

The three girls laughed so hard they almost fell over the bar.

Brother Dao immediately glared at them. The couple who were also laughing restrained themselves a bit after receiving that glare.

The drinks arrived.

Brother Dao picked up his, took a big gulp, then walked over to Lin Baici, patted him on the shoulder: "Buddy, your girlfriend is quite wild, huh? Want Brother Dao to tame her for you?"

Brother Dao was experienced. After hitting a snag with Ji Xinyan, he immediately switched his focus to Lin Baici. As long as the kid showed any sign of weakness, his image in the beauty’s eyes would plummet.

Even though he might not get her, just breaking up a couple was satisfying for Brother Dao.

[A hooligan, professional scammer, living off deceit.]

"Get your hand off!"

Lin Baici was annoyed.

Brother Dao originally wanted to retort, "What if I don’t?"

Are you going to hit me?

As long as the other party dared to make a move, he dared to fall to the ground and extort thirty thousand yuan. But when the young man’s gaze swept across, Brother Dao’s body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been targeted by a carnivorous beast.

Damn, am I really going to get beaten to death?

Brother Dao was somewhat apprehensive.

His favorite thing to do was to pick on these young guys, provoking them with a few words or some inappropriate actions, and those guys usually couldn’t tolerate it. A few more provocations and they would almost certainly strike out.

At that point, he would just have to lie on the ground and let his partner come over to negotiate compensation.

The targets Brother Dao picked were usually college students, or low-level workers within the system, where causing a big scene would have a significant impact on their future.

For example, if a college student got into a fight in a bar and it escalated to the police station, if the school found out, at best they would get a warning, or at worst expelled.

Brother Dao was feeling a bit cowardly. Ten years of scamming experience told him that something was off about this young man, and it was better not to provoke him. He hadn’t yet figured out how to leave gracefully when someone slapped the back of his head.

Smack!

Brother Dao’s bushy eyebrows furrowed, and he turned around ready to curse, but upon seeing the man in a custom LV casual outfit, his expression immediately turned to a smile.

"Qi Heng!"

This was one of the top second-generation rich kids in the Haijing social circles, definitely not someone he could afford to provoke.

"Brother Dao, right? If I ever catch you in Haijing·one again, I’ll break your legs!"

Qi Heng rebuked: "Get out!"

"Qi Heng!"

Brother Dao wanted to say something but was kicked in the thigh by Qi Heng.

Brother Dao, a big muscular guy, staggered back two steps, grimacing in pain but not daring to retaliate, smiling apologetically: "Qi Heng, calm down, I’m leaving!"

Brother Dao walked a few steps, then remembered his keys and turned back.

Smack!

Qi Heng grabbed the Land Rover key and smacked it against Brother Dao’s face, then casually sat down next to Ji Xinyan: "Miss, may I ask for your name?"

Showing off your car key? Flaunting your watch?

Too lowbrow!