"Brother Panda, you're the boss now, right?" Fu Longxing looked at me with bad intentions, full of banter.

I glanced at him, sneered in my heart, and didn't say anything.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, turned to look at me, and smiled wryly.

I scolded secretly, but I still snatched the microphone from the black dog's hand: "Don't sing a few times, come with me." ”

I took the black dog and they out of the private room and went straight to the elevator.

I don't know what to think, Fu Longxing and Sanjin and their two groups also followed.

I estimate that eighty percent of them came to see the play, and it is impossible to be kind enough to help me solve the problem.

To put it bluntly, they don't obey me.

Both elevators were occupied by us, and we rushed straight to the third floor.

I think this is quite strange, after all, Bihai Mingyue City has a relationship at a glance, how can someone be so short-sighted and dare to make trouble here?

Come to think of it, I couldn't sit idly by and follow the waiter to the third floor.

The third floor is really a bar layout, with a bar counter, a wine table, a livehouse stage in the middle, and a resident singer.

It's just that the resident singers are looking at it with their necks stretched out, holding the guitar and not playing.

"Let's go. "I walked over with the black dogs and made a way through the crowd of onlookers.

Immediately, I saw three drunken drunkards, surrounded by a woman wearing a professional skirt.

Listening to others, it seems that this woman is a bartender, and she was stopped by three drunkards as soon as she came out of the toilet.

"Don't go, beauty, tell my brother that there is phlegm in this wine?"

"Yes, what do you mean, is there such a lack of virtue as you?"

The three drunkards had hippie smiling faces, pulling and pulling, and they all ripped off the bartender's suit.

The bartender's face was flushed, and he struggled powerlessly to get them to let go.

I frowned and subconsciously looked into their glasses.

Ice cubes, lemon slices, blended wine, and the sputum of Nima's hammer?

Fu Longxing was on the side, holding his hands on his chest and looking at me coldly, with an attitude that he didn't care about himself.

I kind of understand what they mean, it's nothing more than this: Aren't you the boss? Okay, you can settle things for me.

If I hadn't been even, they'd have done the same, but I'd have been slapped in the face. The entire entertainment city will know that the new panda is a waste, and he can't do anything, and he has to rely on Fu Longxing to cover it!

The intrigue of the grass and mud horse, play this set with me?

When I thought of this, I immediately walked over: "Dude, what do you mean?"

A drunkard glared at me and scolded directly: "Who are you, the giant panda that wears a mask and pretends to be Nima?"

I suppressed the anger in my heart, remembered the experience of watching the scene reminded by Li Hua, and said that if I can, try not to do it.

Thinking of this, I immediately smiled and said, "I'm here to watch the scene, you can call me a panda." ”

"What's the matter, brother, it's not good to do something to a woman like this?"

The big man laughed and said, "This slut doesn't like us and spits in the wine, isn't it strange that we ask her for an explanation?"

Seeing that the eyes around me were focused on me, I pressed the wine table with both hands, leaned forward and looked directly into the eyes of the drunk: "Phlegm, why didn't I see it?

The drunk picked up the glass, cleared his throat, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm into the glass, mixing it with the cocktail.

It makes me sick to my stomach, it's really disgusting.

"Isn't that phlegm?" said the drunk, smiling rudely, as if he thought he had done something funny.

His hand even pressed unruly on the bartender's snow peak and grabbed it hard.

The pain made the latter cry out in pain, tears in his eyes.

There was a burst of laughter from the two groups of people in Fu Longxing and Qilin Hall, as if they were laughing at me for being played around.

"You're stepping on a horse and playing with me?!" I was really angry, and I slapped the table with a "bang", and the wine glass jumped, and the wine inside swayed.

I was the time when I was on fire, where did the little deflated three dare to find Lao Tzu's bad luck?

"What about you?" the drunk gave me a disdainful look, "Do you know what to do in a restaurant to deal with this kind of thing?"

"Meals with cockroaches, they ate cockroaches!"

"Now that you give this glass of wine to Lao Tzu to drink, I will treat it as if this incident never happened, which is enough to give you face, right?"

I narrowed my eyes slightly, smiled, and pressed one hand on the cup: "I'll be fine with it?"

The drunk man was stunned, as if he didn't expect this kind of humiliation to me, I actually took it seriously.

For a moment, the three of them laughed.

"Bad brush, just this forced way to learn to watch the scene?"

"Lao Tzu is a good talker, you drank this glass of wine in front of everyone, spare your dog's life!"

I smiled coldly, picked up the cup, and directly poured the glass of wine with thick phlegm on his face: "Drink you paralyzed!"

"The grass and mud horses are shameless, and they will be beaten by Lao Tzu!"

When the black dogs heard me, they rushed after me.

The drunk man was also furious, wiped his face, and punched me directly.

I didn't even think about it, and the wine glass in my hand slammed into his head with a "snap".

The wine glass was smashed to pieces, and the drunk's head was mixed with wine and blood.

The pain fueled his wildness, and the man screamed or screamed in anger and kicked me in the chest.

I was already injured, but this kick made me feel so tight and short of breath that I almost didn't get out of breath.

With a "bang", I directly knocked over the wine table behind me, and my chest and back were burning and aching.

The drunkard was about to rush up, but the black dog and the other man were already screaming and knocking him down, and they were fighting together.

I couldn't breathe for a long time, gritted my teeth and stood up, still holding the broken wine glass in my hand, and joined the battlefield again.

The three drunks drank so much that they were so fierce that I basically had no combat effectiveness, and the six to one was even a stalemate for a while, and the colors were hung on both sides.

And Sanjin and Fu Longxing and their two groups are sitting firmly in Diaoyutai and are not mixed at all.

Fortunately, the black dog never disappointed me, and directly the stool hard, smashed it on the drunk's head, and directly overturned him.

At the same time, I slammed on top of the drunk, full of anger and anger.

The pictures of the bloody battle between Li Hua and Duan Feihu all came to my mind at once.

People are not ruthless, and they can't stand steadily!

I raised my hand in the air, and the broken glass in my hand was jagged like a dog's tooth.

It reflected the glow of the white light and slammed into the drunkard's stomach.

There was a muffled "poof", and a few bits of scarlet blood splattered.

There was a dead silence in the audience, only the screams of a drunk man killing a pig echoed for a long time.