Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 219 Taking It Out

The proprietress looked at Sifos's posture and said fearfully, "Don't be impulsive, guest..."

"Your wife? Which one?" the man asked without thinking.

Now not only Seaforth, but even Mrs. Wolfhard wanted to hit someone. She had met many people with lustful intentions, but this was the first person who had lustful intentions, lustful courage, but no brains.

Sifos let go of his hand and pushed the man back several steps, almost sitting on the ground. Dealing with such a person really lowers your IQ. He was so angry, but the other party still didn't understand the situation.

"If you don't want to be beaten, get out of here and don't test my bottom line again. This is the last time I'm warning you." Sifos's eyes were grim.

The man stood firm with the help of his female companion, and shouted angrily: "You dare to touch me! Do you want to go to jail?! The boss saw it too, he was the one who hit me first!"

Mrs. Devo had a hot temper and fights were common. In addition, there was no ban on weapons, so once a fight broke out, the casualties and damage to the city were very serious.

So the leader increased the punishment. Anyone who got into a fight would be imprisoned for at least three to two months, and outsiders were no exception. Once you come here, you must abide by their rules.

That's why the man was so arrogant. He was sure that Sifos wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

"My beauty, this man has a tendency to violence. It's too dangerous to be with him. Why don't you just follow me? I have money, a five-story villa, and dozens of servants at home. It's enough for us to live comfortably, and whatever you say is what's right."

"I won't look down on any of you who are divorced, including this little girl. I will treat her as my own daughter and take good care of her. How about that?"

The man thought he was looking at Mrs. Seaforth with deep affection, but in fact the greed and desire in his eyes were enough to be seen through at a glance.

Even the proprietress couldn't stand it anymore and said bluntly: "I'm selling things here. If you don't have anything to buy, please go back. You have to go back to bed to have your sweet dreams."

The man seemed to be looking for trouble, and the lady boss said in a stern voice: "What do you want to do?! The things I have here are very valuable. If you break them, you have to pay me the price."

“I have surveillance cameras in my store.”

The man held back his anger.

"Madam, I'd like to ask, is there any place around here that has no surveillance?" Sifos looked at the man and said with a sinister smile.

The boss lady looked a little embarrassed and seemed to want to persuade him, but Sifos interrupted and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill anyone. I know the possible consequences, but as a husband, father and friend, there are some things I have to do."

The boss lady's hesitant look became firm, and she said calmly: "The location of our store is already the most remote. With this street as the dividing line, there are no surveillance cameras installed in the back."

"Okay, thank you."

"Honey, wait here for a while while you go shopping. I'm going to take out the trash."

With a creepy smile on his face, Sifos walked towards the terrified man, clamped his head with his arms, covered his mouth with his palm, and dragged him out of the store.

The other guests all looked on, but no one stepped forward to say anything.

The man's struggle seemed so weak. From behind, Sifos was doing it with ease, as if he was joking with a good friend, with his other hand even in his trouser pocket.

The tune humming in her throat drowned out the man's moans.

As the two men walked side by side through the shelves, they knocked some things off the shelves. The man took the opportunity to reach out and hold the edge of the shelf tightly. However, Sifos was too strong and the shelf he was carrying fell down, but the man still couldn't stop him.

Sifos said loudly in a bright mood: "Don't worry, someone will pay for it."

The woman who came with him wanted to help. Although she was angry about the man's behavior of eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, he was still worth trying to please.

But how could Mrs. Sivers let her succeed? After putting her daughter down, she took two steps in front of the woman and forced her to turn off the computer she was about to use to call the police.

The woman was filled with anger and raised her palm high, which made Xu Weiwei's heart suddenly tighten and her breathing stopped.

However, there was no crisp slapping sound, and Mrs. Seaforth grabbed her wrist in time.

Xu Weiwei, Mrs. Wolfhard and the store owner all breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Wolfhard quickly ran over to form a united front with her best friend. She pushed the woman hard and sternly said, "Are you really tired of living? How dare you do that? If this slap falls on my friend's face today, I will write my name upside down if I don't turn you into a pig's head!"

Mrs. Seaforth looked at the woman coldly and said in a low voice, "My husband is not someone you can easily mess with, and neither am I. I have not yet settled accounts with you for your previous offense, so I advise you to behave yourself if you don't want to end up like your mistress."

It was the first time Xu Weiwei saw her mother with such a cold expression. It turned out that this was what her usually gentle mother looked like when she was really angry.

After the threat, the woman seemed to be obedient, lowered her head and prepared to escape in shame.

Mrs. Seaforth blocked her way again: "You can't go anywhere until my husband comes back."

The woman had wanted to go out and secretly call the police, but now that she had been discovered, she could only take a deep breath and huddle in a corner with her head down.

"Ladies, your things have been packed and the price has been agreed upon."

"Your total is 4.25 million German francs, and yours is 4.09 million German francs. Here are the receipts." The proprietress placed four beautifully packaged bags in front of her, divided them into two, and placed the receipts on the table.

The two of them went over one by one and paid.

The women who saw this scene realized how big the gap was between them. They could make their own decisions with confidence and spend such a huge amount of money, but she had to work hard to please others in order to get a "reward".

At this moment, even jealousy was pale and powerless. The woman was completely discouraged.

After a while, Sifos reappeared, looking very happy. He grabbed the man by the neck and threw him in front of the counter.

The man no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning. When he saw Sifos approaching him, he hurriedly leaned against the glass cabinet, shrank his neck, and limped back like a mouse seeing a cat.

It looked like he was badly injured and couldn't stand steadily, but there was nothing to show on his face.

"Madam, check out!"

"These two beautiful ladies are already married." The proprietress smiled from ear to ear.

"Oh, have you calculated the total value of the things on that shelf over there?" Sifos asked, pointing at the shelf that was pulled down by the man.

"Oh, I haven't had time to calculate yet."

"We don't have time to stay too long, so just give us a rough estimate." Sifos said, looking at the time.

"Let me take a look... There are mainly beads, hairbands and other things over there. I'll give you 5,000 German coins."

"Did you hear me? Pay up." Sifos said as he glanced at the man coldly.