Loved by a Hot-blooded Soldier

Chapter 7 Chapter 7: Visitor at night

　　"Clap, clap, clap."

　　In the middle of the night, Steven was sleepy. When he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, he thought it was knocking on someone else's door. After all, the doors were close to each other.

　　”Mr. Cavaliere, are you awake?”

　　Steven finally woke up. It was knocking on his door, and it was the voice of a beautiful and crisp girl.

　　"Hey, how come there is such a special service in the basement? I didn't find it when I came here for a few days." Steven was delighted. He turned on the light and opened the door in his shorts. When he looked at it, he found that it was the daughter of the landlord, a girl named Li, who was very delicate and wore glasses. She seemed to be a college student.

　　"Sister, it's a part-time job. Hey, come in and discuss it. Can it be cheaper? I only have fifty dollars here." Steven looked at the girl with a smile. Although the fast gunner next door was fast, it was a lot of times. After an hour's action, Steven was a little lively.

　　"What are you talking about?" The girl suddenly blushed and looked at Steven with anger. This guy was so strong, even stronger than the jockeys in the school.

　　"Oh, what's wrong? Isn't it?" Steven found that he had made a mistake. Such a pure girl, and she was also the landlord's daughter, if she worked part-time, she wouldn't be in his territory... She was too familiar with him, so that’s impossible.

　　"Hmph, of course not. My mom asked me to ask if the good car at the door belongs to you?"

　　"Yes, what's wrong?" Steven knew that the girl was talking about Pearl's BMW. The girl’s following words made him angry.

　　"Well, there are a few people outside who don't know who they are. They look very fierce. They are holding sticks and bricks and walking around. My mother is afraid that they will smash the car, so she asked me to tell you," the girl said.

　　"f**k, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Hearing this, Steven roared and picked up a mop at the door and rushed out like a gust of wind.

　　Looking at the figure of Steven who rushed out, the girl rolled her eyes and muttered.

　　At the entrance of the basement, under a dim light, Pearl's white BMW was shining with rich light in the night, but this light seemed to have been blocked by someone.

　　The thugs surrounded the car. Some of them were naked, some were wearing a tight black vest, some were wearing sunglasses, and some were holding steel pipes and bricks. They were moving around in front of the car. They seemed to be whispering something, while some were squatting there with something in their hands. They were scratching in the car, making a sound of thorns. They laughed happily and the crowd laughed.

　　The onlookers had already scared away, only the landlord hid nervously aside and did not dare to stop them. She was just a landlord, of course, she could not afford to offend these people, and she was also secretly annoyed with Steven. "You kid is pretending. You have such a good car, and you still live in the basement. Now you have messed with gang members. How can I do business?"

　　"You bastards, what are you doing? Stop!"

　　Steven, who was wearing a pair of big underpants and holding a mop, finally rushed out. At once, his eyes turned red. The car worth 60 to 70 grand, if it was really smashed, he couldn't afford it even if he sold his own butt.

　　Steven's words were very effective. Everyone stopped, but they surrounded him. The leading one was a big well-tanned guy, who looked very strong and wore sunglasses at night. He was dressed like a mobster. . He gently knocked on the other hand with a steel pipe in his hand, separated the crowd, and swayed to come over. The security guard of the community was hiding far away, and it was obvious that he had been "taken care of" by others.

　　"Kid, you finally come out! I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man said arrogantly.

　　"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Steven roared and looked around. He inadvertently found a car not far away, and a familiar head flashed back into the car.

　　" Sonny, this bastard again." Steven ground his teeth.

　　"Buddy, you should not offend the devil. Now you accept your fate, ha!" This guy grinned hideously and took a step back at the same time. With a wave of his hands, these people immediately rushed over.

　　"More than a dozen people fight with one person. God, don't kill anyone." The landlady was so scared that she covered her eyes with her hands and hid in the corner, shivering.

　　"Bastard!" With a loud shout, Steven swept two guys down with a mop. One of the guys tried to sneak attack from behind, but Steven grabbed him by the arm and throw him out, smashing the two people who were rushing over. At the same time, Steven rushed over and punched a guy hard in front of him, avoiding another person's brick. He raised his leg high and kicked another guy in the head. With a snap, the man fell down immediately, as if he was cooperating deliberately. He fell so fast that it could be seen that Steven was very powerful and also very fast.

　　This time, the leading man with sunglasses on his face was almost scared out of his pants. "Didn't Master Charles say that the other party was just a waiter? When did this f*cking waiter become so powerful? Ten thugs came, but they didn't come back. Seven of them had been knocked down, and the remaining two were hiding behind me. They didn't go on anything and looked at Steven as if they were watching a ghost."

　　The car not far away pressed the horn, and the leader seemed to have been granted amnesty. He shouted, "Retreat," and those people immediately scrambled up and fled.

　　"Bastard, you can come and go as you like. Do you think I'm in the public toilet?" Steven cursed and caught up with him with a mop.

　　"A good-for-nothing!" It was Master Charles who was in the car. At this moment, he scolded him fiercely. He winked at the driver and the driver understood. The car started and accelerated. A beautiful drift came and rushed toward Steven.

　　"Damn it!" Highest Heaven was shocked. He gave up chasing those people and rolled over to the roadside grass. The car passed him with a gust of wind. Instead of hitting Steven again, it made a detour and ran away.

　　By the time Steven got up and chased after them, those people had already run far away.

　　Sonny escaped, but these guys were intercepted by Steven. He picked up the mop and beat them hard. These bastards ran away with their heads in their arms and begged for mercy in a low voice.

　　"Brother, stop fighting. We're wrong. We're not here to smash the car. We're just here to have fun. This car looks good, so..."

　　"So you want to buy it?"

　　Steven sat on a brick, smoking. Seeing these bastards begging for mercy like dogs, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and said with a ridiculous panic in his mouth.

　　"Hey, yes, yes, we want to buy it, but it looks like a BMW. I can't afford it." The leader of the bastards also lost his sunglasses, and his face was black and blue. But at this moment, he was smiling with embarrassment.

　　"Son of b*tch! You bastards, don't you think I don't know who sent you here? Go back and tell that bastard, if he dares to make trouble next time, I'll break his legs."

　　"Yes, yes." Several guys agreed in a hurry.

　　"Get out!" Steven snorted. All of a sudden, these guys ran away as if they had been granted amnesty.

　　Then he came to the BMW and saw that the door was scratched in a mess. It was like a long balloon or a man's thing.

　　"s**t, if I had known it would be like this, I shouldn't have let them go." Steven was furious.