As soon as Fang Ling's words fell, Liu Mang's eyes were cold, and he slapped him directly.

Boom!

Fang Ling was directly slapped away and slammed on the table behind him, and his entire facial features were bleeding.

"Presumptuous, you dare to beat Fang Shao, are you fucking impatient??" Fang Ling's men instantly surrounded Liu Mang!

Fang Ling slowly stood up, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, and roared, "What nonsense, break his dog's leg for me!"

Rumble!

Seven or eight young men shot instantly. Bombarded Liu Mang.

Liu Mang raised his hand suddenly...

"Bang Bang!" Several big slaps were pumped over, and the seven or eight young people were directly smashed to the ground, blood splashing!

"Waste, it's all fucking waste!" Seeing that his subordinates couldn't help Liu Mang when they shot together, Fang Ling's whole face was distorted.

"Boss. This guy is a bit powerful, and we need to call more people. A young man whose face had just been slapped by Liu Mang's bloody slap mark screamed.

Hearing this, Fang Ling looked at Liu Mang fiercely, and roared in a low voice: "If you have the ability, wait for me for a few minutes!"

"Wait a few minutes, what are you?" Liu Mang directly raised his hand and slapped it!

Fang Ling's whole body trembled violently, and he was slapped out again. The whole person fell to the ground hard, and spat bitter water in his mouth!

Seeing this, Fang Ling's men took out their mobile phones one by one and called for help in shock: "Brothers, come to the cultural restaurant, hurry!"

Liu Mang didn't care about these people's requests for help at all, he walked to a table, picked up a pot of steaming soup, and slowly walked towards Fang Ling.

"You... What do you want to do?" Fang Ling trembled all over, and kept curling back.

Liu Mang squatted in front of him, and then directly picked up his collar.

"Bastard, you dare to touch a single hair of me, I guarantee you absolutely..."Fang Ling's face was extremely hideous, and he made threatening words.

"Your mouth is not clean, I'll wash it for you!" Before Fang Ling's words were finished, Liu Mang directly forced the pot of hot soup into Fang Ling's mouth!

"Ah, bastard, Lao Tzu?? Ahem!!" Fang Ling's whole person struggled violently, wanting to resist, but he had no ability to resist at all.

Finally, after a pot of soup was poured into Fang Ling's throat, Liu Mang left Fang Ling still on the ground.

Fang Ling felt as if his throat and stomach were about to be burned, and he hurriedly reached out and grabbed his throat...

A stream of boiling soup squirted out...

"There are some women that you can't get close to, understand?" Liu Mang looked down at Fang Ling in front of Fang Ling and said indifferently.

Fang Ling's whole body trembled, and his eyes were blood-red: "I have the ability to report your name!"

"Liu Mang!" Liu Mang looked down at Fang Ling, and then said indifferently: "What?

"Liu Mang??Okay, very good! Today, I will definitely not be able to leave this restaurant!" Fang Ling Senran smiled, his expression unprecedentedly hideous.

Liu Mang smiled faintly: "Listening to your tone, you still want to kill people in broad daylight?"

"Lao Tzu not only wants to kill you, Lao Tzu also wants to play.... Kill this woman next to you!" Fang Ling roared.

"Bang!" Liu Mang's eyes were murderous, and he directly crushed it with one foot, stepping directly on Fang Ling's face.

Fang Ling let out a miserable scream. It made the whole restaurant feel terrified.

"Bastard, let go of Fang Shao for me!" Suddenly, a group of angry men rushed in!

Fang Ling roared fiercely, raised a finger, pointed at Liu Mang, and roared: "He, give me to cut to death, and Lao Tzu will bear it if something happens!"

Hearing this, the man who took the lead quickly turned his head and yelled at a few people around him: "You guys, block the door, don't let anyone out, and don't let anyone in!"

In an instant, this group of men who suddenly appeared pulled out their machetes in a deliberate manner, and the machetes exuded a terrifying cold glow!

??

At the moment, in an office on the sixth floor of the restaurant. Feng Huawen, the owner of the cultural restaurant, was sitting on the sofa, smoking famous cigarettes, chatting with several distinguished young people, and a few beautiful women around him gave them leg massages, which was very comfortable.

At this moment, there was a sharp knock on the door.

"Come in. Feng Huawen shouted impatiently, he was drinking tea and chatting with his friends, and he was naturally a little unhappy to be disturbed at this time.

I saw the restaurant manager standing at the door. looked flustered and said, "Mr. Cheng, someone is making trouble in the restaurant??" It's all knives. ”

"Trouble, use a knife?" Hearing this, Feng Huawen slowly stood up, and his eyes became cold. In Qianshi City, in his Feng Huawen's restaurant, there are still people who dare to make trouble?

Isn't the fuck afraid of him making a phone call and putting these people on death jail??

His father is a police officer in Qiancheng... The Boss of the Department.....

And the name of his restaurant is Cultural Restaurant, which is the reverse of the word Huawen after his name, and people with a little background will know whose restaurant it is... Who would dare to make trouble??

"Brother Wen, sitting here is also sitting, we are a little curious, why dare to make trouble here... Why don't we take a look?" a young man sitting on the sofa also looked strange and chuckled.

"That's right, Brother Wen, let's go and see who is so bold and brave!" Several other young people also stood up and said.

Feng Huawen nodded slightly, and then said coldly: "Go, take me over!"

Although Feng Huawen is very young, his momentum is extremely domineering, and he has a fierce momentum.

After saying that, he took the lead alone, and walked out of the room angrily. Behind him are his brothers, whose family is not much different from his!

He wanted to see who dared to make trouble in his restaurant!

At this moment, there was a murderous atmosphere in the restaurant. Fang Ling's group of thugs were armed with machetes, fierce and murderous!

The surrounding diners were already frightened by this scene, and everyone huddled in the corner, their faces pale and shivering.

"Cut me! Cut me to death!" Fang Ling roared fiercely!

"Huh!" More than a dozen cold and light machetes slashed towards Liu Mang!

"Ahh

"Liu Mang!" Qin Momo's face also showed a hint of worry.

Liu Mang turned his head lightly and smiled at Qin Momo: "Don't worry!"

After saying that, his face suddenly turned cold... If someone is looking for death, then he will fulfill that person!

"Geril!" Liu Mang finally let Gerille make a move!

Rumble!

Gerile, who was already furious, stood up violently, grabbed the table in front of him and slapped it directly!

Thundered!

The more than a dozen thugs were directly slapped away by a table, and they vomited blood one after another!

"Fuck, this... Where did the monster come from???" Looking at the two-meter-tall hideous body of Gerile, this group of thugs seemed to have just seen Gerile, and they were instantly shocked.

The furious Fang Ling, regardless of whether he was Geril or not, roared again: "Fuck, what are you afraid of? Ants can also bite elephants to death, give it to me!"

"Lao Tzu cut off your legs!" a thug roared angrily and rolled towards Geril from three meters away, trying in vain to cut off Geril's leg with a single sword!

However, before the others could roll, Geril kicked him directly!

"Phew!" the figure flew out and slammed into the wall, the wall cracked instantly, and the man's facial features oozed scarlet blood... The breath is dying.

"Up, give it to me!" Fang Ling seemed to be crazy. Regardless of the life or death of these thugs, keep roaring.

The thugs stood up again and rushed towards Geril.

Grile grabbed a solid wooden table with one hand and slapped it directly and violently, like fighting mosquitoes...

Where it was photographed. One by one, the figures flew out with a muffled sound.

A few seconds later, the entire restaurant was in shambles, and Fang Ling's group of thugs were lying everywhere... One by one, they were covered in blood and kept howling!

"You... What the hell are you guys... Who the hell is it??" At this moment, Fang Ling's face turned pale!

He dozens of thugs. was directly slapped by Gril grabbing a table with one hand... He finally got a little frightened.

And from Geril, he actually smelled a smell of blood and death.

Liu Mang, who can carry such a terrible thug by his side, is definitely not an ordinary person!

The diners who witnessed the rampant scene held their breath and almost petrified.

"Who am I? You are not qualified to know!" Liu Mang replied indifferently.

"Now, do you still want to kill me?" Liu Mang's face was extremely calm, he picked up a bowl from his side and walked towards Fang Ling step by step.

"What do you want to do?" Looking at the bowl in Liu Mang's hand, Fang Ling's body trembled slightly irrepressibly, and then, he touched a machete beside him with one hand.

Boom!

Fang Ling's hand had just touched the machete, and the bowl in Liu Mang's hand was thrown over directly... Exploded directly on the back of Fang Ling's hand...

In an instant, the back of Fang Ling's hand was dripping with blood, and the blood was clear!

Fang Ling felt that his entire hand was about to shatter, and let out a roar: "Ah, bastard. You fuck, I'm not done with you... Lao Tzu will definitely kill you, no matter how much money it costs, Lao Tzu will definitely kill you!"

"Are you sure?" Liu Mang's eyes narrowed sharply, and the murderous intent paused.

Right now. The back of the restaurant was suddenly kicked open!

Feng Huawen was furious and appeared in the restaurant with a group of brothers.

"Who is so bold that he is making trouble here, don't you know that this is my Feng Huawen's place??" Feng Huawen glanced at the bloody restaurant, and instantly became furious.

Feng Huawen??

Hearing the name, some of the diners around were instantly shocked..... The name seemed to remind them of a person with a terrible identity!

And Fang Ling was also taken aback, and then laughed wildly: "Liu Mang, you're dead!"

After speaking, he got up tremblingly, walked up to Feng Huawen, and said miserably: "Brother Wen, avenge me!"

Feng Huawen was slightly stunned, and looked at the young man with a blood-stained face with some doubts: "Who are you?"

"Brother Wen, I'm Fang Ling, the young master of the Direction Group, Fang Ling, and my father is the Direction. We had dinner together the week before, and we had dinner together. Uncle Cheng also specially told us to communicate well in private. Have you forgotten?" Fang Ling said excitedly. As he spoke, he wiped the blood off his face.

Feng Huawen's eyes condensed slightly, and his mind slowly recalled that he seemed to have gone to a meal with his father last week, and seemed to have met a guy named Fang Ling.....

Feng Huawen stared at Fang Ling for a few seconds before finally remembering: "Fang Ling, you are indeed Fang Ling. As soon as I finished eating, I left beforehand... That's why I haven't communicated with you all this time..."

Fang Ling was excited, and nodded again and again: "Brother Wen, I didn't expect this to be your restaurant." I didn't even expect you to be here! I also asked Brother Wen to make the decision for me!"

Feng Huawen's face condensed slightly, looking at Fang Ling's bloody embarrassed appearance, and then looking at the embarrassed restaurant, his eyes scanned like a knife: "Tell me, who beat you like this... I, Feng Huawen, will make him pay the price of his stupidity that he regrets for the rest of his life!"

Fang Ling clenched his fists and pointed at Liu Mang and Ge Rile not far away: "Brother Wen, it's these two miscellaneous pieces!"