Chapter Eighty-Five: The Bar Fight

At this point, the atmosphere in the bar became very scorching.

Wang Rou knew very well in her heart that at this time, she could only drag on her head, and ten minutes ago, she went to the toilet and called Ye Chen, asking him to come and help him quickly.

But the distance is a hard injury, even if Ye Chen comes over the fastest, it will take half an hour, not to mention that it is the rush hour after work?

Wang Rou secretly prayed in her heart, Ye Chen tried to hurry up as much as possible, but according to the current situation, it seemed that the people of Qingshan Club would move in the next second.

Regarding the fight between associations and associations this time, Wang Rou still does not want to use her rights in the police.

"Is there anyone at the bar?"

A rich male voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of a branch opening the door, and the warm summer sun of the magic capital shone violently into the mountain and sea bar.

A member of the Aoyama Club standing at the door looked at the door and found a man and a woman standing at the door, both of them wearing purple suits, but with the light on their backs, they couldn't see their faces clearly.

"You two can't see what's going on in the bar right now? Get out of here!"

A group of junior brothers from the Aoyama Club instantly surrounded them, as if they wanted to scare the two people at the door away.

"Oh?"

The two people at the door suddenly closed the door, and Wang Rou looked nervously at a man and a woman at the door.

The boy was tall and handsome, wearing a shabby spotted vest with a hint of ruffianism under the suit, while the woman was wearing a black tights with her hair all combed back, looking neat.

"You two, it's not open today, what do you want me to say......"

Before the younger brother's words fell, the man at the door pushed violently, and the younger brothers of the Qingshan Club retreated back like a tide.

Feihu slapped the table and shouted at Wang Rou:

"Wang Rou, are you still looking for a helper?"

The members of the Aoyama Club shook their clothes violently, looking ready to go.

Wang Rou was still nervously looking at the two people at the door, whether they were friends or enemies, and now Wang Rou herself knew it.

A man and a woman at the door walked side by side towards the bar counter, their faces undaunted.

"You two, who the hell are you?"

The middle-aged *** next to Feihu got up and stared at the faces of the two.

"Excuse me, which one is Ms. Wang Rou here?"

The young man smiled and glanced around, and finally stopped his gaze on Wang Rou's delicate makeup face.

"You are ......"

Wang Rou stood up and looked at the two people in front of her suspiciously.

At this time, the Qingshan Club had slowly picked up the guy he had brought with him, and was ready to surround him and fight to the death with the Silver Snake Society.

The two slowly glanced at the few people behind them, the corners of their mouths rose slightly, and then said:

"I am the person called by our eldest brother Ye Chen, my name is Dapeng. ”

The young man bowed politely, and the other said:

"My name is Cheng Sa, and I am also Ye Chen's person, the eldest brother said that there are some dogs looking for trouble, so let the two of us come over and have a look first. ”

As he spoke, Cheng Sa and Dapeng turned their heads and looked at the members of the Qingshan Society behind them.

"You two are joking?"

Feihu slapped the table violently, and the middle-aged man and the tattooed young man next to him stood up suddenly.

And the little brother in the back is needless to say, they are slowly surrounding the bar.

Dapeng smiled slightly, took out a metal cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it:

"You stinky fish, let's go a little later. ”

The middle-aged man next to Feihu took out a slinger from his pocket and asked Wang Rou with a smile:

"Little girl, these are the few helpers you found? I think they look like two rich second generations. ”

After saying that, the people of Aoyama Club all laughed.

Wang Rou's face was nervous, although Ye Chen had called two people over now, it was still not enough to see at all, and whether it was Dapeng or Cheng Sa, they didn't look like particularly powerful people.

Although Feihu was injured last time, it is now the year of fighting, and he is still a very strong person.

"What a rich second generation, it's just two big money, you don't want to buy us with money, do you?"

The tattooed young man shook the switchblade in his hand violently, making a crisp sound.

"What's the matter, you're still going to let us go, aren't you?"

Dapeng laughed, walked to Wang Rou's side at the same time, pinched the cigarette butt in his hand, and said with a resolute face:

"You're going to stop us?"

Dapeng laughed contemptuously, and at the same time put one hand in his pocket, pointed to the door of the bar, and said calmly:

"You have thought clearly, this is a place where the police are closely monitored, I will see if you do it for a while, who dares to leave?"

Feihu asked the middle-aged man suspiciously:

"Third brother, this matter ......"

The middle-aged man nodded, and then did not speak.

The Flying Tiger was furious, but the tattooed man suddenly stood in front of the Flying Tiger and said with a smile:

"You can go. ”

All the members of the Aoyama Club took a step back, leaving only Feihu and the middle-aged man outside the crowd:

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?"

The tattooed young man laughed and said:

"Believe me, it's absolutely true, it's really bad for us to have a fight here. ”

Dapeng coldly swept away the people in the Qingshan Society, and then strode towards the door of the hotel.

And Cheng Sa followed closely behind Wang Rou, afraid that Wang Rou would be hurt again.

When Wang Rou walked to the middle-aged man's side, she deliberately glanced at him, although the middle-aged man was wearing sunglasses, he could still feel the lewd light bursting out of his eyes.

"Hey, little sister, you're wearing such a leaky outfit, do you want to have fun?"

The middle-aged man's lewd voice sounded, Wang Rou turned her head, but found that the middle-aged man was looking directly at Cheng Sa in tights.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Rou carefully looked at Cheng Sa's appearance, just like a fairy who had descended to earth.

"What did you say?" Cheng Sa's voice sounded like a silver bell, and at the same time, the younger brothers of Qingshan Club laughed.

"I've made it very clear, do you want to have fun? I'm very good. ”

The middle-aged man laughed and looked at his laughing little brother behind him.

Wang Rou looked nervous, of course she understood what the middle-aged man meant.

To put it simply, they don't want the members of the Silver Snake Society to come and leave like this, which is simply too shameful for them.

"Heh, do you really want to?"

Cheng Sa looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, and at the same time crossed his waist, showing his proud figure perfectly.

"yes, haha, why don't I call a few more brothers?"

The middle-aged man laughed arrogantly and approached Cheng Sa at the same time.

Cheng Sa didn't mean to dodge at all, but laughed happily and said happily:

"Why don't we start with a game about your favorite way to die? ”

Wang Rou glanced at Cheng Sa nervously, she was as cold as ice just now, but after being teased by the middle-aged man, she seemed to be happier.

"Cheng Sa, you ...... No kidding. ”

Wang Rou hurriedly stopped it, and hurriedly wanted to leave here with people.