After the guy heard Xie Lang's words, he looked like a fool and said to Xie Lang: "Just like you, you still want our boss to come and negotiate with you in person?"

Hu Cong also stood beside Xie Lang resignedly, and said anxiously: "Teacher... Master... There are really a lot of them, I just saw that none of them have a pig-killing knife pinned to their waists, or we should go back and call some more people to save the eldest brother. ”

"Fatty, let me ask you, if you are captured by these people, what will you do if you say that my apprentice will do it?" Xie Lang looked at Hu Cong.

Seeing this, a few little yellow hairs on Zhou Tianxing's side pointed at Xie Lang, cursing incessantly in their mouths.

Hu Cong took a deep breath and whispered, "Brother Wang Meng, he will definitely fight to save me..."

"That's right. ”

Xie Lang licked the lollipop again, then took the empty beer bottle on the adjacent table, and said, "Since you have said so, then my apprentice is in trouble now, how can you sit idly by, right? If you really regard Wang Meng as a big brother, then you will smash this guy's head with a beer bottle!"

As he spoke, Xie Lang stuffed the beer bottle into the fat man's hand, pushed him, pointed at the guy in front of him, and added, "But if you're afraid of death, you can leave right now, I won't say anything more about you." ”

Holding the beer bottle, the fat man stood in place and twisted and pinched, and after a long sigh, he said, "Master, I'm ...... I can't ......"

", dogs will bite when they're in a hurry, and now your eldest brother is beaten and everyone else insults you, don't you even dare to fart?"

Xie Lang knew that if he helped the fat man this time, the other party would become dependent on him, and there would be a next time, next time something similar would happen.

Rather than this, it is better to let him face it alone.

Xie Lang doesn't have to be a fat man to defeat everyone, just so that he can stand up bravely and not look so cowardly.

In Xie Lang's view, if you want to come out and mix in a word, you can't stand firm if you are not ruthless! If you want to be promising, you must make others fear you.

I can help him this time, but I can't help him for a lifetime!

"What's the matter, dead fat man, you try to smash Lao Tzu's head? Come on, you try??"

After hearing Xie Lang's words, the little yellow hair was very short-tempered, and immediately picked up a glass of water and wine, and splashed it on Xie Lang's face from afar, "And you stinky boy, you have the ability to come and beat me, you just have this point, you only dare to let others rush, do you dare to do it?"

I have to say that Xiao Huangmao is also very smart, and he knows that whoever makes the first move in the fight now will suffer, so he is provoking Xie Lang and the fat man.

If one of the two of them makes the first move, those people on the dance floor will immediately attack in groups, and even if someone calls the police, they will naturally not pay attention.

Seeing that Xie Lang was drenched, the fat man panicked suddenly, and immediately took out a tissue to wipe Xie Lang's face, "Master, are you okay?"

Xie Lang squeezed his hand, but he didn't have an immediate seizure, just bared his teeth and said with a playful smile: "Now that your eldest brother and master have been insulted, are you still indifferent?"

The onlookers, boys and girls all laughed and said: "Haha, this fat man is really a waste, holding a beer bottle, and he doesn't dare to go up, Zhen Nima cowards!"

"Hahaha, this face crackles! didn't have any pretending capital, and dared to come to Boss Zhou to negotiate, a coercion, a fool!"

"Dead fatty, you're beating me, come on, I'll stand here and smash my head!"

The yellow hair walked in front of Hu Cong and patted him on the face very arrogantly, which was more insulting than a slap.

"I'm not a dead fat man!" Hu Cong pushed the other party hard.

"Yo, you still dare to resist, you don't want to live anymore, do you?" the guy grabbed the fat man by the hair and dragged him to the dance floor.

Seeing this scene, Xie Lang's face was cloudy, and he said secretly in his heart, "Fatty, I don't want you to beat the other party, as long as you dare to refute it." ”

"Hahaha, it's a pity that I was dragged away by a thin monkey!"

"It's just, I'm laughing to death. ”

Speaking of which the picture is also quite funny, Hu Cong's physique, which is more than 180 pounds, was actually carried by a thin boy of more than 120 pounds.

"I... It's not a coward!!"

"Huh!"

At this moment, Hu Cong wiped a handful of tears from his face, and the blood on his body began to boil, and the resentment that had accumulated for many years seemed to explode at this moment.

The next moment.

To everyone's surprise, Hu Cong directly raised the beer bottle in his hand and smashed it on the little yellow hair's head.

Boom!

Click...

Blood shot out in an instant.

"I'm Cao Nima, do you dare to fight back?"

Seeing this sudden change, several guys on the dance floor rushed over in a rage.

Since the fat man dared to fight back, Xie Lang didn't need to scruple anything, he immediately took an arrow step, picked up the broken glass slag on the ground, and stabbed it forward, one of the guys immediately let out a miserable scream of killing pigs, covered his thighs, and collapsed.

Boom!

Between the lightning and flint, Xie Lang backhanded the beer bottle on the table next to him, smashed it on a guy's head, and then kicked the other party into the dance floor.

There was a commotion on the dance floor, and many girls screamed in fright when they saw such a bloody scene.

The fat man was stunned by Xie Lang's sudden behavior, and the whole person was completely frozen in place, his eyes widened, watching Xie Lang rush into the crowd, the whole person's head was confused, and he forgot to go up to help.

"Hehe, those who dare to bully Lao Tzu Lang to touch the porcelain group, I must teach you guys a lesson today, so that you know the fate of provoking Lao Tzu to touch the porcelain group. ”

As soon as Xie Lang spoke, he stepped on the face of the little yellow hair from before, rushed into the dance floor, lifted his leather shoes, and directly shone on the face of a guy who rushed over.

The guy was kicked all over the place, his nose bleededs, and all the onlookers were dumbfounded.

Xie Lang didn't give the onlookers a chance to watch the excitement at all, and fought all the way, taking the innocent people with him, like wild horses on the loose.

"Run, this kid is crazy!" someone shouted first, spreading his legs and running.

This one person took the lead, and the scene was chaotic, and no one wanted to be innocently implicated, like birds and beasts scattered, and ran out in embarrassment.

The fat man trembled with fright, stood in the distance and shouted: "Master, don't fight anymore, please don't fight... If you fight any more, you'll die..."

Xie Lang didn't look back, he pulled the hair of the guy who was beaten down before, clamped his head under his armpit, and beat him all the way to Zhou Tianxing, and then raised his knees - "The dragon raised his head".

Boom!

Burst!

The guy was hit hard in the abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, which was difficult for ordinary people to bear, let alone this kid, who fainted in pain on the spot, and the picture was as terrifying as it was.