"If you want to be like your father, I don't mind. Wang Xiaoyong glanced at the stick in his hand, as if it was prepared for him.

Everyone fought against the thin Wang Xiaoyong, they didn't have any pressure, after all, there were many people, in Cheng Hao's eyes, Wang Xiaoyong was not the demonic person his father said, or an ordinary person.

A cold snort came from his nostrils, "Arrogant boy, that's a good point. ”

"Yes, big talk. Wang Xiaoyong repeated it coldly, but he was not afraid at all, no matter what, he couldn't let Mu Rourou fall into the fire pit, so no matter who it was, as long as he dared to block his way, he would knock him down with a stick.

Suddenly, an arrow stepped forward, clamped the stick with one hand, and went to his face with an elbow, Cheng Hao only felt his brain stunned, and before he could react, Wang Xiaoyong took the stick, took a step back quickly, and immediately kicked at his lower abdomen.

Cheng Hao, who was standing on the edge of the stairs, screamed miserably and fell backwards, but fortunately, everyone behind him caught it with all hands and feet and did not roll down.

"Give it to me, him. Cheng Hao pushed away the people on his side, his feet were unstable and a dog eating, he touched his red and swollen face, straightened his waist and lower abdomen and twisted the knife, looked at Wang Xiaoyong fiercely in pain, and muttered in his mouth, "Ruffian!"

"Rourou, stand back. Wang Xiaoyong tilted his head and reminded carefully.

The latter scene was just a fight and a slapstick for him, but it was a rare scene for Mu Rourou, and he didn't want to scare the goddess because of it.

When the bodyguards received the order, they rushed forward one by one without fear of death, waving sticks, and the first few people came with their hands raised to Wang Xiaoyong's head.

I saw his eyes move, the stick was in a horizontal gear, blocking all attacks, and he immediately went out under the plate, aimed at his knees, one person and one kick, only to hear the shout of "ahh

The people behind looked at each other and shouted to keep rushing up.

"A bunch of rubbish, call Brother Ming. Cheng Hao saw that the situation was not right, and roared, and when everyone heard the word "Brother Ming", the solemn look on their faces suddenly relaxed by half.

One person responded loudly, and suddenly the soles of his feet were anointed with oil and no one was visible. Cheng Hao pinched his nose, gained confidence, and roared, "Others, trap him for me." ”

"Yes. Everyone shouted, and the promise was crisp and neat.

The word "Brother Ming" was like giving them chicken blood, and they rushed up desperately one by one, surrounding Wang Xiaoyong tightly, showing their teeth and claws one by one, but no one dared to do it. Wang Xiaoyong's face was calm, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "If you don't do it, then I'll come." ”

Immediately, he picked up the stick and threw it in half a circle, and everyone was so frightened that they retreated, and some even fell.

Wang Xiaoyong sneered when he saw this, gently took Mu Rourou's hand, and the two of them walked down, retreating everywhere they passed, even Cheng Hao retreated to the side, not daring to make any move.

"Mr. Cheng, farewell. Wang Xiaoyong said coldly.

The two walked all the way to the first floor, but there was no movement, Cheng Hao and the others followed behind them from a distance, poking their heads out and saying a few words from time to time.

Wang Xiaoyong didn't care, as for that "Brother Ming", hmph, if he didn't come, it would be fine, as long as he came, he would have to pay the price.

Walking through the noisy hall on the first floor, seeing that she was about to go out, Mu Rourou became nervous, she felt relieved about the scene of being besieged just now, and now that she was going out, she panicked. She tugged at Wang Xiaoyong's arm, "Xiaoyong, I'm a little scared." ”

"It's fine. Wang Xiaoyong was extremely calm, and his eyes were empty.

The two of them continued to walk forward, and the people who came and went were too busy with their own business to notice the two of them.

This step by step, even the footsteps can be heard clearly, and there are still three meters to go out, Mu Rourou's eyes instantly lit up, and her heart was a little more steady.

But at this moment, a plate of "Huh" spun rapidly towards them.

Mu Rourou didn't know it, Wang Xiaoyong's ears moved, and the stick hidden in the sleeve suddenly appeared, he hugged Mu Rourou's waist, one sideways, the stick came out, the plate was already in front of him, there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the plate was smashed by the stick in the air.

At the same time, he raised his hand to protect Mu Rourou's face to prevent the debris from scratching her, "It's okay, hide behind me." Wang Xiaoyong whispered softly in her ear.

This time Mu Rourou was frightened, with tears in her eyes, she took a deep breath and forced her tears back, she didn't want to distract Wang Xiaoyong at this time.

The customers who heard the sound looked at it in horror, came back to their senses, shrunk their necks, and left in a hurry, they didn't want to see such a bustle. At this time, more than a dozen security guards rushed up and immediately evacuated the crowd.

A fat man dressed in a chef's clothes stood impressively in the middle of them, and it seemed that he was the one who made the move.

With a long spoon in one hand and water dripping in the other, he looked like he had just been working in the kitchen and was about to fight.

This kind of Brother Ming is far from the image of the tall and mighty Brother Ming that Wang Xiaoyong imagined in his heart, he squinted his eyes and muttered in his heart, "This is Brother Ming? ”

"You're the ...... That ......" Brother Ming wiped the sweat on his head, raised the long spoon, pointed at Wang Xiaoyong and said, he couldn't remember what his name was at this time, he looked at the low man on his side slightly, and the low man hurriedly whispered a few words in his ear.

"Chef, if it's okay, I'll go first. Wang Xiaoyong didn't have the heart to waste time with him here, and there was a sense of impatience in his voice.

After speaking, he pulled Mu Rourou and turned around and left.

Just as he thought, a deep voice came from behind him, which seemed to shatter his eardrums, "Wang Xiaoyong, stop me! If you rob someone, you want to leave, what kind of place do you think Yicheng Hotel is? Do you come and leave as you want?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xiaoyong's heart sank, he turned around slowly, stared at the man deadly, clenched the stick in his hand, and his body was slightly sideways, deliberately protecting Mu Rourou.

Brother Ming didn't say much, and rushed straight towards Wang Xiaoyong, and at this time, Cheng Hao also hurried over, standing aside and watching the overall situation, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the war had not yet started had declared his victory.

In the face of Brother Ming, who was approaching, Wang Xiaoyong once again had countless killing moves in his mind, but unfortunately they were all silver needles, obviously, these were not practical at this moment.

He picked up the stick and greeted it directly, the long spoon was on the stick, making a muffled sound, the two couldn't hold each other, such a real strength confrontation, Wang Xiaoyong, who looked thin, seemed to be at a loss, but in fact, the two of them had equal strength.

It seems that Brother Ming, who is strong, is not stronger than Wang Xiaoyong in this regard, which surprised everyone present, and Cheng Hao's face was not as good as just now.

Wang Xiaoyong smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his leg is a kick, and kicked his calf directly, but this Brother Ming is also a practitioner, don't look at some big belly, his reaction is flexible, and his body jumps lightly to dodge.

Immediately, he counterattacked with his feet and hit Wang Xiaoyong's calf.

The two of you come and go, dazzling to see, unpredictable changes, still rigidly restrained in their hands, and dare not relax at all.

The two held each other for more than ten minutes, and it was still difficult to separate.

Wang Xiaoyong knew that it was unfavorable to fight for a long time, his eyes moved, and he jumped up with the strength of Brother Ming's hands, and his feet were close to his knees, but unexpectedly, his legs flashed quickly, and at the same time, he lifted his feet and stepped on Wang Xiaoyong's calves.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoyong did what he planned, did not withdraw his foot, but took a hard beating, his face changed slightly, and at the same time, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I saw that the soles of his feet slipped, and the whole person restrained Brother Ming's upper plate, and hit his calves with both feet, only to hear his "ah", his legs were weak, and the whole person took a few steps back and swayed.

Seeing this opportunity, Wang Xiaoyong immediately grabbed his wrist with his backhand, pulled it back, and pressed his feet straight to his crotch.

As soon as this kick came out, Brother Ming lay on the ground like a dog eating, and the hand holding Wang Xiaoyong was also released, and the whole hall erupted with a roar like killing a pig.

In order to avoid Brother Ming's counterattack, Wang Xiaoyong's figure moved back a few meters, raised his hand to protect Mu Rourou, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You!Wang Xiaoyong, do you really think that you can't do anything about me Cheng Hao?" Cheng Hao slapped the table, got up suddenly, and pointed his hand at Wang Xiaoyong.

"Is there anyone else trying to keep me?" Wang Xiaoyong directly ignored his words, but looked around, everywhere his eyes went, the security guards and bodyguards avoided one after another, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and finally his gaze stopped on Cheng Hao's body.

Cheng Hao stared back at some point, not that he forgot the pain on his face, but that everyone was watching at this time, if he didn't come out at this time, he was afraid that he would not be mixed up in the future.

"It turns out that Mr. Cheng wants to keep me? Then please, I'll let you have one hand and one foot." Wang Xiaoyong smiled slightly, a little naïve, and seemed to be harmless.

"You!" Cheng Hao gritted his teeth, knowing that he was not an opponent, and he would only be laughed at even worse, but let him take Mu Rourou away, and it was their entire Cheng family that was laughed at.

Although it was difficult to ride a tiger, Cheng Hao's mouth was unforgiving, and he sneered: "A vulgar martial artist, wouldn't it be a loss of face to fight with you." ”

Just when Wang Xiaoyong and the others were moving, the guests who were eating on the fourth floor, under the instigation of Zhao Cheng, the son of the gentleman, some came to the hall on the first floor to watch the jokes, and some watched the battle on the second floor, all of which were watched with relish.

For the jokes of the Cheng family, they can't wait to stage them every day.

Zhao Cheng and his son were in the corner of the first floor, watching quietly, and they really had insight into Wang Xiaoyong's skills Zhao Cheng and his son. There was a intention to dig him up to the Zhao family winery, and the father and son glanced at each other, which was self-evident.

"Has the caller arrived?" Zhao Cheng whispered in his ear.

His father didn't speak, just Nunu mouthed, asking him to continue to watch, thinking of improving his image in his heart with this matter, seeing him mean this, Zhao Cheng's heart was a lot colder, and he raised his head and continued to look at the door of the hall.

"What you mean, I see. Wang Xiaoyong glanced at everyone, just saw Zhao Cheng's father and son, and guessed that there must be other people, and suddenly thought about it, "You mean, your Cheng family's participation in the sale of underage girls is also your gentleman's attitude?"

"What? What did that kid just say?"

"Underage?"

"Where? Why didn't I see it?"

"It's behind the boy. ”

"The Cheng family is going to be cold, this is a big deal. ”

“……”

As soon as these words came out of the first and second floors of the entire hall, everyone, including Cheng Hao's own people, began to discuss, Cheng Hao's face was white for a while, black for a while, and red for a while, a chameleon.

He stood up suddenly, "bang" a cup became a victim, and suddenly the crowd was silent, Zhao Cheng's father smiled slightly, he enjoyed watching this scene.

"Shut the fuck, you guys, give it to Lao Tzu and kill him!" Cheng Hao was so angry that he yelled loudly in public.

No matter what, Wang Xiaoyong has to be killed today, and even if someone can't see it, he won't say anything, after all, for the sake of a Wang Xiaoyong, there is no need to offend his Cheng family, but if Wang Xiaoyong is okay, it will be different.

Wang Xiaoyong will definitely continue to provoke, and then his Cheng family will become a joke.