Chapter 52: The Bar Storm (5)
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A high-pitched cry of pain came from the hallway, followed by the sound of a man's cursing, mixed with the sound of glass shattering, and the situation was chaotic just by listening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
He Feng just wanted to call Guan Mufeng to take a look at the situation, but when he turned his head and found that the person was gone, he was stunned for a moment and quickly spread his legs and ran to the opposite van.
Qiao Yingying waved a baton and hit people when she met them, and smashed glasses and wine bottles when the baton was not enough. Her heart was furious, the blood all over her body was burning, and the strength in her hands was rising like a hanging, and for a while, these big men were beaten and overwhelmed.
But she was a girl after all, and her strength was limited, so she soon slowed down. These men are not new to fighting, but they were caught off guard by Qiao Yingying, and they will react, and naturally they will not let her get half a bargain.
Soon, Qiao Yingying's stick was snatched away by a man, she was pushed to the ground, the shards of glass cut through her clothes at once, and blood immediately oozed out.
Before Qiao Yingying could exhale pain, she was grabbed by the back collar and fell to the sofa.
With a "whoosh", her shirt was torn throughout, revealing her snow-white sleek shoulders and arms.
"Stinky, look at how I clean you up!" The man had red eyes and a hideous face, pressed Qiao Yingying's wrist, pinched her chin, and his mouth full of the smell of tobacco and alcohol came to her lips.
Qiao Yingying subconsciously closed her eyes, and the next moment she suddenly felt light, and then heard a man's scream.
"You dare to touch a single hair of her. Guan Mufeng twisted the man's arm with one hand and said coldly in his ear.
The man was in pain and covered with cold sweat, but he was still a little hard, panting and looking at his companion on the side: "What are you still doing in a daze, call me!"
The other six people reacted immediately, got up from the ground, and looked at Guan Mufeng with very unkind expressions.
"Will there be a fight?" Guan Mufeng glanced at them and looked at He Feng, who was standing at the door with a bewildered expression.
He Feng was stunned for a moment, reacted, glanced at the few people in the box, and closed the door while rolling up his sleeves, while smiling evilly: "The ability to take care of the house!"
Two against seven.
I don't know if Guan Mufeng's eyes are too cold, or He Feng is too confident, which makes people jealous, but the side with obvious superiority in numbers has not made a move.
However, the stalemate did not last long before it was broken by He Feng.
He waited impatiently, and beckoned to a man on his left: "Come onβI promise not to kill you!"
Then he swung his fist upward.
A scuffle began.
The box immediately became even more chaotic than before, and the tall figure in front of Qiao Yingying, no matter how many people came over waving their fists, did not move a single bit, and always stood in front of her.
In terms of fighting, Guan Mufeng has excellent basic skills, although he has not been a little rusty for a long time, but these people are enough for him to practice.
In less than five minutes, the seven men fell to the ground, unable to get up for half a day.
Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows at the panting He Feng: "Kung Fu is good." β
He Feng looked proud, thinking that he had run so many mountain roads this month, and it was really a long time.
"First... Sir"
Qiao Yingying's voice sounded behind her, Guan Mufeng's body stiffened, unknown emotions flashed in his eyes, and he turned around after a while.
"Are you okay?" he looked down at Qiao Yingying on the sofa, his voice a little hoarse.
Qiao Yingying shook her head, suddenly thinking that Wu Xiaomei was still beside her, and hurriedly crawled over to check if she was injured.
Guan Mufeng's eyes caught a few blood marks on her arms, and her heart suddenly shrank, her fists suddenly tightened, and her eyes swept coldly over several people on the ground.