Yangjiang Hotel.

Qi Shunwu walked out of the box and connected Chen Wanzhong's phone, "You mean that the person Yihong has been waiting for is Cao Zhengxuan?"

"Yes. He had already entered the box. Chen Wanzhong said on the phone.

"Fuck, I guessed it was him. Qi Shunwu hung up the phone.

Returning to the box, Qi Shunwu drank the wine in the cup at a faster speed, and he was in no mood to drink again, "Let's drink so much today." Let's eat some staple food, and accompany me to Chen Wanzhong's place to see my daughter. I'm going alone, she's going to be upset. I said that I missed my mouth during the meal, and everyone heard that my daughter had a birthday today, so they must come over to send blessings. ”

"Okay, okay. They all agreed.

......

In the birthday box of Qi Yihong, the catering department on the second floor of the Great Eastern Hotel.

Zheng Enming recklessly picked up the chair and smashed it at Cao Zhengxuan. Almost everyone in the box could hear the whirring of the chairs as they moved the air.

Seeing that the chair was about to hit Cao Zhengxuan's head. This is because the space in the box is too small, and Cao Zhengxuan can barely dodge. Another reason is that Cao Zhengxuan had been paying attention to Qi Yihong before, and he didn't want to avoid Zheng Enming's attack.

Zheng Enming felt a burst of joy in his heart, and secretly thought, I will smash you into the hospital, and then see if you dare to provoke Qi Yihong?

The hearts of Qi Yihong's four girls immediately hung in their throats.

But Cao Zhengxuan was extremely calm.

This kind of small fight, how could Cao Zhengxuan not be calm? Seeing that he shot straight out, impartially, and directly grasped one leg of the wooden chair that had been smashed down, he turned the danger into a disaster.

Everyone in the box couldn't believe their eyes.

It's just too impossible.

How much force should the wooden chair that smashed down, how could Cao Zhengxuan hold one leg of the wooden chair and make Zheng Enming helpless?

Looking at Zheng Enming again, he pulled hard, but he couldn't pull it back, he pushed hard, he couldn't push, and he was so angry that his lungs were about to burst.

This makes for a hilarious scene. Two people, one holding the wooden strips on both sides of the back of the wooden chair with both hands, and the other holding one leg of the wooden chair, formed an excellent arc in the air. If someone approaches the box at this time, they will definitely think that the two of them are doing a super game.

Cao Zhengxuan wanted to teach Zheng Enming a lesson, so when Zheng Enming pulled the wooden chair back again, he suddenly let go of the leg of the wooden chair he was holding.

And this time, Zheng Enming pulled back, he was riveting, he couldn't pull the other party's one hand with both hands, it was too cheap, and he wanted to save face. Where did he expect Cao Zhengxuan to engage in "pranks"?

The balance of the two forces, once you let go, everyone can imagine what the result will be. Because of inertia, Zheng Enming took a few steps back, fell backwards, sat on the ground, and the wooden chair in his hand fell backwards and smashed directly on Zheng Enming's head.

"Oops, oops!" Zheng Eunming cried out like a pig.

"Boss, boss!" The two young men brought by Zheng Enming hurriedly stepped forward, one took the wooden chair away, and the other helped Zheng Enming up.

Look at Zheng Enming again, it is called a miserable: a big bag suddenly rose on his forehead, a piece of red cheekbones, and a small opening on his right cheek.

Wang Ping and a few people laughed.

"Damn, what am I bringing you here for? eating dry food, watching a play?" Zheng Enming was annoyed and angry, and scolded the four people he brought.

"Boss, didn't you say that we are just here to help?" said the skinny young man who was in everyone's mind.

Obviously, the four people brought by Zheng Enming are not bastards, at best, they are here to save face for Zheng Enming.

Actually, this is normal. Zheng Enming is a person who also mixes and learns, so he learns, learns not well, mixes, mixes and does not succeed. People call him the boss, just to get some benefits from him.

"Damn, are there any people like you?" In desperation, Zheng Enming broke out again.

Zheng Enming's character is clear to many people in the second year of high school. Usually nothing to do, Zheng Enming has a gentle temperament, if you taunt him and tease him, he will not be angry, once he is completely angered, then he is more terrible than a lion, that is necessary You have to kowtow and beg for mercy, ten cows can't pull him.

This time, Zheng Enming no longer held a wooden chair, but casually picked up a vegetable plate on the dining table, smashed the dish on the dining table, grabbed the remaining half and rushed to Cao Zhengxuan.

At this moment, not only did a few girls be shocked, but the four young people brought by Zheng Enming were also thundered.

The smashed vegetable plate is sharper than a dagger. Stab a person's vital organs, that is to kill people.

Then this is not a simple dry fight, but a desperate fight!

"Zheng Enming, what are you going to do?" Qi Yihong exclaimed.

"You're going to go to jail for doing this!" Wang Ping prompted.

"I'll stab him to death! Anyway, Lao Tzu is not yet eighteen years old!" Zheng Enming stepped forward with red eyes, grabbed the vegetable plate and stabbed Cao Zhengxuan's chest.

"Teacher Cao, be careful!" Qi Yihong said with concern.

"Zheng Enming, you are really a madman!" Ding Wanting scolded.

Zhou Yumeng put her hands on her chest, unable to speak because of nervousness.

"Boss, just do it!" shouted a fat man who came with Zheng Enming.

But how could Zheng Enming listen to all this? All he wanted to do was to release Cao Zhengxuan's blood and teach Cao Zhengxuan a painful lesson, so that Cao Zhengxuan would have to take a detour when he saw him from now on, so as to achieve the goal of deterring Cao Zhengxuan.

And this time, Cao Zhengxuan's all his attention was on Zheng Enming, and Qi Yihong was not by his side, he didn't have any burden, and it was more than enough to deal with Zheng Enming's attack. Seeing that he was calm, when the broken vegetable plate was about to pierce his chest, when several girls were screaming, he moved sideways, and Zheng Enming stabbed him empty.

Zheng Enming was surprised in his heart. He thought that he would be able to stab Cao Zhengxuan, but the sharp part of the broken dish plate had already touched Cao Zhengxuan's chest, where did he think that Cao Zhengxuan's sideways movement was so fast, which instantly shattered his dreams. But Zheng Enming is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and when he misses a move, he immediately waves his arm horizontally, and the broken vegetable plate is slashed towards Cao Zhengxuan's neck.

This trick is really bad. If a person's neck is really cut, the throat will be cut, and even if the person does not die, he will want to speak for the rest of his life.

Several of the girls screamed again.

What about Cao Zhengxuan? He was still calm and calm. This time, he didn't even move his body, just tilted his head back, letting the plate draw a graceful arc in front of him, and after that, Zheng Enming had no more resistance. What's the matter? Because his wrist holding the dish was firmly grasped by Cao Zhengxuan, as if it was clamped by a pair of iron tongs.

"Oops, oops!" Zheng Enming cried out in pain.

Cao Zhengxuan easily snatched the broken dish and grabbed it in his hand.