If you don't agree with each other, why is your temper so explosive?

Seeing the miserable appearance of blood and blood and wine mixed together with blood and wine of the beaten friend, the girls in the private room were all startled and subconsciously screamed.

The six- or seven-year-old child, who had never seen this meeting, cried out loud.

"What's the situation, what's the ghost over there?"

"I don't know, it looks like it's on the second floor, right?

"Let's go to the second floor and see what's going on, and see the excitement ......"

Because now the whole 'Quee

Inside the bar, elegant piano music was playing, so the screams and cries that sounded terrible on the second floor were transmitted directly downstairs and even the entire bar.

All the guests in the bar, as well as the waiters, bartenders, DJs and other staff, are curious and looking for the source of the sound.

The guests who were relatively close walked directly in the direction of screaming.

Liu Zixia and the others, who had been sitting in the private room watching the situation here, frowned.

"This little yellow hair is really ruthless!" Song Qingshan muttered.

"Mr. Chen, should we arrange for someone to go over and have a look?" Song Kai's face changed and asked Chen Huasheng's opinion.

Just a glance at Song Kai, he found that there were at least four people in the private room over there, including the man who was beaten, all of whom were contracted artists of Xingsheng Film and Television, and the artists of his own company were bullied, so of course Song Kai was worried.

"Let's go and have a look. Chen Huasheng also sank a face.

However, judging by his expression, he was still not too worried about the safety of the few people over there.

After all, Zhang Jin, a new kung fu star, may be a bit exaggerated to say that he fights ten at a time, but it is not a problem to fight five or six strong men.

What's more, there is only one person on the other side, so he shouldn't suffer.

While saying this, Chen Huasheng stood up and walked over there.

......

In the box over there, the scene was chaotic for a while.

All the men were surrounding the beating yellow hair, and the women were surrounding the child in the middle, protecting him and not wanting him to see the bloody scene next.

"Decrepit boy, you dare to hit someone, do you want to die?"

"Beat him, teased Zu'er, and beat Ah Liang, can't just let him go. ”

"Call the police, there should be a video in the bar, sue him ......"

A group of people shouted, some took care of the beaten companion, and some directly wanted to do something to Huang Mao, anyway, the scene was very chaotic, and outsiders couldn't intervene at all.

The men in the private room are all bloody people, some of them have their fists outstretched, and some of them have kicks...... Those who use the palm of their hands to whip it, anyway, as long as they can hit the yellow hair, they will do everything.

And then...... A surprising scene has appeared!

All the people around Huang Mao were all beaten back in just half a minute.

Soon, a space with a diameter of about two meters was vacated next to the yellow-haired young man.

Look at the way everyone is repulsed, either with a straight leg kick, or a high leg falling from above, the top of the head, shoulders, chest, ...... Typical taekwondo attack.

This yellow-haired young man who seems to be very thin and hollowed out by wine is still a practitioner!

"Huh, it's taekwondo!"

Chen Huasheng glanced at Liu Zixia and said.

"I didn't expect that this guy is still a practitioner, and now Ah Jin has met an opponent. ”

Chen Huasheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Huang Mao up close, and suddenly felt that this guy seemed to be a little familiar.

"Stop!"

Seeing his friends being knocked to the ground, Zhang Jin was furious, and with a little ground under his feet, the whole person rushed over like a cheetah.

When a person is still running, his body has already begun to accumulate energy.

Because the distance between the two is not long, in just a few seconds, Zhang Jin rushed to Huang Mao's body.

He directly bent his right forearm, grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, aimed at Huang Mao's throat with his elbow joint, and poked it hard.

Zhang Jin was also very angry, and his move turned out to be a killing move.

This blow, if Huang Mao can't block or dodge, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

It's really impulsive, if you really can't dodge, Zhang Jin will have to eat a lawsuit.

Outside the private room, Liu Zixia, who had already arrived here, saw Zhang Jin's movements and blurted out: "Wing Chun!"

"Zixia, what did you just say?" Chen Huasheng stood beside Liu Zixia and didn't hear what he said clearly.

"Brother Sheng, Mr. Cheung uses Wing Chun. Liu Zixia looked at Zhang Jin and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be a fellow practitioner, but I don't know who the teacher is?"

"Are you saying that Ah Jin also practiced ancient martial arts?" Hearing Liu Zixia's words, Chen Huasheng's eyes lit up.

"Wing Chun is not an ancient martial art, but it is indeed our traditional Chinese martial arts. ”

Liu Zixia shook his head and explained: "Wing Chun began in the 18th century, when there was a strange person named Wumei Shitai in Southern Shaolin, Fujian Province, who founded a set of more technical boxing techniques based on Southern Shaolin Crane Boxing, and passed it on to Yan Er and Yim Wing Chun father and daughter. Yim Wing Chun further developed this boxing technique, this is Wing Chun!"

"Oh, that's right!" Chen Huasheng and several people around him all nodded.

This was also the first time they had heard about the origin history of a certain traditional martial arts in China.

"Qiugu feeds Taiqiu, hey!"

In the face of Zhang Jin's ferocious attack, a trace of mockery flashed on Huang Mao's face, and he subconsciously said a word, and then raised his arms, crossed them together, and blocked his neck.

While doing this action, he was not idle on his legs, and directly raised his legs and kicked them.

The target turned out to be three inches below Zhang Jin's abdomen.

This guy is really insidious enough, and he doesn't use the rules of taekwondo to restrain himself at all.

......

On the other side, hearing the yellow-haired young man's subconscious words, everyone frowned.

"Huh, this guy is from the Stick Country?" Chen Huasheng's face sank suddenly.

Chen Huasheng's father, in the early years when he was in Hong Kong and Macao, the three provinces could be said to be rampant with gangs.

If it's just the Chinese, it's okay, but people from several countries such as Bangzi, Neon and Annan also want to get a piece of the pie in Hong Kong and Macau.

Among them, the gangs of the Stick and the Neon Country are the most shameless and treacherous, and even the rest of Asia does not want to see them.

Back then, Chen Huasheng's parents had suffered at the hands of gangs in these two countries.

Later, all the Chinese gangs and factions in the Hong Kong and Macao bays joined forces to drive them out of China!

Originally, this matter has passed, and it will be talked about as an experience.

But later, the people of the Stick and Neon Country actually made a comeback.

This time, they used a cultural invasion, stick entertainment, neon songs, and comics...... They have seized too much of the Chinese market.

If Huaxia can't come up with good works, they can't be driven out of Huaxia again!

That's why Chen Huasheng's face is ugly.

Next to him, Liu Zixia, Song Qingshan and Song Kai's faces were not very good-looking.

Liu Zixia and Song Qingshan's thoughts are the same, they are simply angry, especially for the stick and the neon country, they have a stubborn disgust.

As for Song Kai...... Which one in China who is engaged in entertainment likes stick country?

Of course, some entertainment companies and film and television media that still point to the country of culture and entertainment to make money are not counted.

"What the hell, this stick is tired and crooked, right? Dare to make trouble in our Huaxia?" Song Qingshan had a straight temper and scolded directly, "I'll teach him a lesson!"

While saying this, Song Qingshan raised his foot and was about to rush over.

Liu Zixia was startled and hurriedly stopped him.

"What are you doing?" Liu Zixia pulled Song Qingshan's arm and said, "Look at this guy, at least he is a master of taekwondo black belt, and you will be beaten when you go up." ”

"Then you can't just look at it, right?"

Song Qingshan looked at the yellow hair not far away, who had already fought with Zhang Jin, pointed over there and said, "Look, Mr. Zhang is a little unbearable!"

Hearing Song Qingshan's words, several people turned their heads to look at it again.

Sure enough, I saw Zhang Jin retreating again and again under Huang Mao's attack, but when he retreated, his right leg was not very convenient, as if he was injured.

"Bullying men and women on our Huaxia territory, we really have no one in Huaxia!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Huasheng's face had already begun to darken, and he beckoned to his subordinates, and he said, "Canwen, go and break his leg and throw him out of the bar!"

"Yes, Uncle Sheng!"

The young man, who had been acting as an errand boy before, nodded, and walked towards the box with steady steps.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, what are you hiding?, wasn't it quite powerful just now?"

Huang Mao attacked Zhang Jin, and while using the unfamiliar Huaxia language to verbally provoke, he focused his attack on Zhang Jin's right leg.

"You, stop me!"

Just when a painful look appeared on Zhang Jin's face, and he couldn't dodge, and the ankle of Huang Mao's right foot was about to attack Zhang Jin, Canwen's right hand directly grabbed his ankle.

Seeing Canwen, the faces of three or four people in the private room suddenly showed joy.

They are all prosperous film and television artists, and they often see Chen Huasheng, of course, they know that there are several particularly good bodyguards by Chen Huasheng's side.

And this Canwen is one of the bodyguards they have seen.

Since he is here, it means that Chen Huasheng must be here.

There is salvation, there is salvation!

Feeling that his attack was blocked, Huang Mao used a force on his foot, retracted his right foot, and a cautious look appeared on his face, and asked coldly: "Who are you?

"Schauffen, what's going on with you, why are you fighting?"

Faced with Huang Mao's question, Canwen didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, but looked to the side, and just ran over to support Zhang Jin's Shaofen.

This Shaofen has a graceful figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a short hair combed back into a back, although she is not a big beauty, the more she looks at it, the more she tastes it.

Hearing Canwen's words, Shao Fen hurriedly said: "Chen Sheng, we were drinking and chatting here, and this guy from the Stick Country suddenly broke in and wanted Zu'er to accompany him to drink, but Zu'er didn't go, so he made a noise, and then he did it." ”

The woman who was originally sitting with her back to Liu Zixia stood up and answered with some horror:

"Chen Sheng, I, I don't know this person, he has to pull me to accompany the wine, I don't want to go, so he will do it to us......"