The dishes were served soon, and Peter and Sophie were happily enjoying the sumptuous dinner.

Peter peeled the shrimp shell for Sophie, and Sophie helped Peter peel the egg shell.

While peeling, she was excitedly chanting: "The taste of this salty duck egg with porridge is really amazing. The chefs in the manor often make this for us, which is very delicious. When I went to China, I wanted to eat this every Monday, Wednesday and Friday."

Peter raised his eyebrows while peeling the shrimp shells: "You have the final say."

"Come on, take a bite." Sophie handed the peeled egg to Peter.

Peter took a bite of the salted duck egg and he handed the peeled shrimp to Sophie.

Sophie opened her mouth to eat shrimp, and then smiled at Peter.

While eating shrimp, she also said, "What should I do? I feel so happy. Will we be so happy every day in the future?"

"If you have a child, you may be irritable occasionally. We try to be patient with the child. If the child throws our mobile phones and computers into the toilet, we should smile and say to the child, baby, this is very expensive, and we will pick up cheap ones in the future." Peter said.

"Hahahaha..." Sophie burst into laughter.

Peter smiled again and said, "If it were a girl, she would be happier. If it were a boy, there would be countless trainings. It is highly likely that he would not have time to throw away our mobile phones and computers."

"Haha..." Sophie smiled again.

Peter laughed, and he picked up pork ribs for Sophie.

Sophie blinked her green eyes and said, "I'm already looking forward to the child."

"So too." Peter raised his eyebrows.

If they have a daughter, he will spoil her into a princess like she is like she is pampering her. If they have a son, they will naturally be like training the big and second treasures to make them outstanding and responsible.

Seeing that Sophie had a strand of hair fell off, he reached out and gently pulled her hair behind her ears.

Sophie smiled at Peter gently again, and suddenly the light in front of him dimmed. They looked up and saw Rice looking at Peter with a proud look on his face.

Rice was holding a bat in his hand. He held the bat in his right hand and slapped the palm of his left hand with the bat. The black green on his eyes had not completely faded, and his arrogant look looked very funny.

Sophie realized that this trash young master was taking people outside to fight.

The ball is not played well, but the bat is well.

In addition to Rice, there were also many young men holding bats behind him. In addition to the blonde man, there were two big black men.

Rice looked at Peter proudly: "I didn't expect you to come so hard. I think who else can save you today?"

Peter raised his eyebrows: "Why, my eyes are no longer swollen and itchy again?"

"Stop talking nonsense, brothers, come on and beat me to death!" Rice didn't know why, but when he got along Peter, he was confident and lazy, he was afraid that he would change if he was late. Anyway, he would beat this bastard to death first.

Seeing that the crowd was causing trouble here, the waiter in the Chinese restaurant immediately came over and said, "Hello, what do we have to say well? Be kind and make money."

"Get out!" Rice shouted, and a bat hit Peter's table.

A few dishes on the table were broken, and the soup was splashed everywhere.

Peter's face darkened: "If you have the ability, come out!"

As he said that, he said to Sophie, "Dear, let's go out first."

He reached out to Sophie.

Sophie stepped on the chair and then stepped on the dining table and jumped directly to Peter's side.

Peter said to the waiter, "I'll come back to compensate later." After that, he pulled Sophie and was about to leave the restaurant.

"Stop them!" Rice immediately gave an order when he saw Peter running.

Dozens of people wanted to surround Peter, and two big black men took the lead, blocking Peter and Sophie like door gods.

Peter raised his legs and kicked the two big black men's calves. The two big black men suddenly felt so painful that their bodies were shortened. Peter pulled Sophie and squeezed out from among them.

"Chasing, chase me!" Rice shouted loudly, holding the bat.

As soon as I ran out, I saw that Peter and Sophie didn't run away at all.

Peter stood in the open space at the entrance of the restaurant, waiting for Les to come.

Of course, after he came out, he played with his phone again and sent a message.

As before, position plus convene.

In fact, he can choose them alone if he is just a waste of Rice.

If he had no such ability, what ability would he have to gain a foothold in Italy? What ability would he have to establish the Mayaite?

But the best way to deal with garbage like Les is to make him fear from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, if he wins this time, Les may find more people to block him next time.

Instead of doing this, it’s better to let Rice kneel down and call him dad at once!

Rice told Peter not to run away, and he smiled: "Wow, he is not big and has a lot of courage. Brothers, let him die!"

Hearing the sound, two big black men rushed over with the brunt of the brunt.

Peter did not take these people at all and rushed over. He sideways and avoids them, flexibly circling behind the two big black men, clapping his hands behind the two big black men.

Two big black men stumbled out, one hit the ground directly, and the other lay on a car before stabilizing.

"That's it?" Peter looked at Les with contempt.

"Go together." Les said the order and immediately called and continued to call, "Hurry, fight here in the Grand Canal Chinese Restaurant, give me how many people there are."

Humph, I arrived in Italy and his territory of Les. He decided to bury the corpse of Peter, a little bastard.

After the phone call, he rushed towards Peter with a bat.

Seeing that everyone had bats in their hands, Sophie was a little anxious and shouted, "Rice, stop!"

"Dear, believe me, they will kneel down and beg for mercy in a while, just like in China!" Peter said confidently.

Hearing Peter's words, Rice felt humiliated again, swung the bat over and hit Peter's head, and cursed: "Ha, do you think this is China? Go and die, a lowly country bumpkin."

As a result, before the bat landed on Peter, Rice was held onto his wrist by Peter.

Peter's hand was like a pliers. As soon as he exerted a little force, Rice screamed, and the bat in his hand fell down.

Peter stretched out his legs and hooked the bat, and the bat flew up. Peter skillfully took the bat and held the bat. He seemed to instantly transform into a god of war and knocked over it.

First he gave Les a bat and hit Les directly on his arm.

Rice yelled, his hand drooped, and he was completely impatient.

Seeing this, a dozen blond men exchanged their eyes and rushed towards Peter.
Chapter completed!