"Smack!"

As soon as Zhou Min's words landed, an unexpected scene appeared.

Feng Haihong suddenly gave Zhou Min a slap!

A moment ago, when Feng Haihong saw Zhou Min, he was still excited, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

At this moment, Feng Haihong's face already showed a sneer.

"Cheap woman, Lao Tzu is here to help you, that's to give you face! I said when I was dealing with the object before, if you dare to put a stinky face on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will whip you!"

Looking at Feng Haihong, who turned his face like a book, Chen Angelica finally knew why Zhou Min was so disgusted when he heard this guy's name.

This guy can't even be called a smiling tiger, it's purely cloudy, and he also has violent tendencies and a strong desire to control.

When they broke up, Zhou Min suffered a lot of threats and psychological trauma, and naturally she didn't want to see this man who was like a devil to her.

No wonder Zhou Min wanted to break up him and Xia Wange, it turned out that Zhou Min had suffered such injuries in a man.

This has left a psychological shadow, so I don't believe any man who has wronged a woman.

Chen Angelica's performance in the Xia family in the past two years is really poor, even if these two months are making up for it, but two years or two months, which is longer?

Zhou Min didn't believe that he was really normal.

Seeing this, a hint of gloom flashed in Zhou He's eyes, but it quickly turned into worry, and said: "Brother Hong, I asked you to come, of course I want you to help!

Zhou He's aggrieved voice diverted Feng Haihong's attention.

Feng Haihong sneered and looked at the tattooed man, and said, "What kind of thing are you?

Hearing Feng Haihong's shout, the tattooed man suddenly laughed.

He turned his head to look at the brothers around him and sneered, "Did you hear me, what kind of thing did he ask me just now?"

A few strong men around him sneered, and their laughter was full of contempt!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the tattooed man turned his head violently, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and smashed it on Feng Haihong's head!

With a crisp sound, Feng Haihong's head suddenly bled like a torrent of blood, and the whole person fell to the ground with a strange scream.

Feng Haihong obviously didn't expect the other party to say that he would do it, and immediately scolded after falling to the ground: "Fuck, brothers, give it to me, kill them!"

As Feng Haihong scolded, the gangsters he brought immediately picked up the wine bottles and rushed up.

At this point, Feng Haihong and the others had just come from the wine field, and they had all drunk some wine, plus there were so many beautiful women sitting here, and there was a deafening DJ sound, and the blood was already boiling.

Several people shouted and rushed forward.

It's just that although the combat experience of these gangsters is okay, in a narrow space like the booth, where are the opponents of those strong men?

One of the other parties is stronger than the two of them combined, and this fight is very different no matter how you look at it.

"Get out!"

The first tattooed man lifted his foot and kicked heavily on the stomach of one of the thugs.

The force of this kick is not small, and the gangster who pounced directly kicked out five or six meters away!

The other sturdy men also rushed forward, one by one, like carrying chickens, and lifted each other up.

"Just by you, where did you get the courage?"

As he spoke, several strong men carried the body of the thug and slammed it on the table.

Suddenly, the glass slag shattered to the ground, and screams rang out one after another.

Zhou He's classmates also screamed in fright and curled up together.

There was so much commotion here that many people around looked at it.

But until now, no one has come to the bar, which shows that even the people in the bar are afraid of the background of the tattooed man.

"Bang!"

The tattooed man stepped on Feng Haihong's face and said contemptuously: "Aren't you going to put us down, why aren't you crazy?"

Feng Haihong gritted his teeth and scolded: "Fuck, there's a kind of asking Lao Tzu to make a call! Do you dare to let Lao Tzu call someone?"

"Okay!"

The tattooed man was not afraid, but sneered, let go of Feng Haihong's big feet, hugged his arms, and leaned on the railing.

"If you call this useless thing again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you. Since it's a call for someone, you'd better call a few people who can let me practice my hands. ”

"Practice, wait for me to call the boss, I'm afraid you will kneel and beg for mercy!"

Feng Haihong shouted angrily, then took out his mobile phone and began to call the boss for help.

Here, Chen Angelica saw this scene that happened in the field, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

The person with the most abnormal performance in the field is not Feng Haihong, who turns his face like a book, but Zhou He.

Knowing that Zhou He was in danger, Zhou Min rushed over without stopping, and the relationship between the two sisters should be very good.

But when Zhou Min was slapped, Zhou He didn't show any excess.

And knowing that Zhou Min dislikes Feng Haihong, why did she call Feng Haihong?

For this reason, Chen Angelica deliberately paid more attention to Zhou He.

Sure enough, when Feng Haihong was beaten by fat and his head was bleeding, Zhou He's face showed the excitement of revenge.

After capturing this subtle expression, the corners of Chen Angelica's lips immediately drew a trace of arc.

It dawned on him.

Zhou He must know the true identities of these strong men, and he also knows that Feng Haihong is definitely not their opponent, so he deliberately called Feng Haihong over.

She sincerely wants to "borrow a knife to kill" and vent her anger for her sister.

This little girl is worthy of being a little sister in the mixed society, and her brain is much brighter than Zhou Min.

Anyway, everything happened, so it's better to use this opportunity to take revenge and revenge.

This little girl has a bit of a future.

At this time, Chen Angelica felt his hand tight, but it was Xia Wange who held his hand with some worry.

Xia Wange frowned and said in a low voice: "You said that the people called by Feng Haihong can fight them?"

Chen Angelica smiled: "Do you hope to be able to fight, or do you hope that you can't fight?"

Xia Wange was stunned at first, and then fell silent.

If the people called by Feng Haihong win, they would definitely not let Zhou Min go next, and what they did to Zhou Min would definitely be more disgusting than what these strong men did.

But if the people called by Feng Haihong lost, none of them could leave.

Seeing Xia Wange frowning, Chen Angelica smiled slightly and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, with me, you and Zhou Min will not have an accident today." ”

"But ......"

Of course, Xia Wange knew that Chen Angelica could fight.

But she's not stupid.

The D86 booth is so fierce, and the bar has not been crowded yet, so there are only two reasons to explain.

First, the identity of these strong men is far more than that of bar owners.

Second, they are in league with the bar owner.

But no matter what the possibility is, after Chen Angelica beat them, he will definitely not be able to be good.

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