The others laughed: "I think you two in-laws are decided." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"I forgot that I was in a state of crisis of being blackmailed.

There are also old Cheng who said solemnly: "Let's make jokes later, and I don't look at what it looks like now." ”

The boss pulled Song Baojun out of the door, took him to the door, and sneered: "It's really a filial son, okay, people have seen it, if it's okay, just settle the bill first and then get someone." You see, I inadvertently matched you with a family affair, which can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good, what else is there not to be happy about?"

The two strong men were eyeing the side, holding the rubber baton in their right hands, and gently patting the palm of their left hand one by one, it seemed that as long as Song Baojun burst out between his teeth, the baton in his hand would blossom directly on Song Baojun's head.

Seeing that his father was unharmed, Song Baojun was relieved, raised his chin and looked directly at the boss, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I looked at your menu, and together with the wine, it is about 5,000 yuan, so let's give you 8,000, which is considered an auspicious picture, and this matter is over, how about it?"

"Yo, the kid still knows auspiciousness, didn't your mother teach you to pay the bill for eating?" The boss's eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and he sneered: "Eight thousand!

"Why?

"40,000 yuan, you can't get out of this door without a dime. The boss spoke loudly.

When a bearded strong man next to him saw the boss's fierce words, he immediately understood, stepped forward and pointed at Song Baojun's nose and shouted, "Besides, there is no money?

As soon as the words fell, Ling Anqi pulled Song Baojun behind him, followed by a kick on the stomach of the bearded strong man.

There was a muffled thumping sound.

The bearded man was like a football that had been kicked away, and immediately flew into the air, planting far away into the corner of the wall more than ten meters, knocking over several pots of bonsai plants. The shoulder blade collided violently with the wall and was comminuted on the spot, along with the rupture of the stomach, and he fell to the ground softly, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This is still Ling Anqi's use of the Destruction Personality Excessive to cause the exhaustion of phantom energy, and he kicked it casually, otherwise the bearded man would die directly without waiting to fly into the corner.

Seeing this, a bunch of hooligans scattered in an uproar, surrounded Ling Anqi in the middle, and pulled out rubber batons, knives, and daggers one after another.

Other hooligans who were playing with their mobile phones and chatting with the waitress also arrived, a total of about 20 people, surrounding the scene and making it difficult to fly.

The boss immediately crumpled the bill into a ball and slammed it on the ground, saying, "Hit! Call me! Beat her mother until she doesn't know it, this matter can't be counted, less than 100,000 I am your grandson!"

The hooligan leader, a middle-aged man with a green dragon tattoo on his neck, shouted: "Very good, here's a hard idea, then let's see what you can do." In this shop, you are a dragon and a tiger, and you are a tiger, and you are also lying on my stomach. ”

Although the beard was kicked badly, he would not take it to heart. Rogue fights are not one-on-one, they fight with many people, as long as they have more people, their courage will increase exponentially.

There are more than 20 people on the tattooed middle-aged side, and it's not easy to beat you alone?

Ling Anqi protected Song Baojun behind him, took the direction of all the hooligans and gangsters into his eyes, and said, "You can just try." ”

The tattooed middle-aged man didn't even speak, and the rubber baton slammed into Ling Anqi's chest - he was going to smash his face, but with the height difference between the two sides, it was obvious that the chest was a more suitable target. Moreover, Ling Anqi's chest was extremely round and round, which had already attracted the attention of the hooligans.

Regardless of the appearance of rubber batons, which seem to be far inferior to knives, steel pipes, electric batons and other murder weapons, they are actually just as dangerous. It contains a steel core and a thick layer of rubber on the outside, which can be used to shred the flesh of enemies when dropped with a stick. If you pick it up empty-handed, I'm afraid that your wrist bones will be broken.

Tattooed middle-aged, I don't know how many diners broke their tendons and fractures, and finally obediently paid the bill.

Ling Anqi didn't need to look at it at all, just based on the tattooed middle-aged eyes, she had already accurately judged the landing point of the rubber baton, and reached out to catch it smoothly as if she was taking something from the ground, lifting the weight as if she were a Tai Chi master, and then shook it gently.

The unrivaled force was transmitted from the rubber baton, causing violent shocks, the tattooed middle-aged man was like being struck by lightning, the wrist bones were broken inch by inch, he turned over and fell backwards, his left hand covered his right hand, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and his mouth was open but he couldn't say a word.

What others saw was that Ling Anqi caught the baton and shook it gently, and the boss fell to the ground, and a contemptuous gesture in exchange for a dramatic ending was too confusing.

Don't you just shake your hands, you hurt like this, who will believe it?

Some people even thought that the tattooed middle-aged man had a temporary illness, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry! Hit 120! The boss is crazy! Come on!"

There are also people who think that another possibility is that the tattooed middle-aged person took the wrong electric baton and grabbed it in the opposite direction and was electrocuted - otherwise how do you explain it?

Seeing that the boss fell to the ground, the two hooligans on the side secretly shouted that the opportunity to perform had come, and they rushed up with daggers left and right, forming a flanking attack on Ling Anqi.

For the stupid girl who killed five high-ranking Japanese samurai in five seconds, this is simply two flies flying.

She only cared about whether the gentleman behind her would be affected, and her hands were stretched out, with a faster hand speed and longer arm span, pinching the hands of the two people holding the knife with great accuracy.

The two seemed to have encountered a wall of sighs, and they could no longer enter.

Ling Anqi's fingers were slightly forced, tightening like steel tongs. The two little hooligans immediately looked constipated, and the dagger in their hands involuntarily loosened and fell to the ground.

Ling Anqi put her hands inward, the two couldn't control it at all, and pounced on it, colliding in front of the silly girl, and had a face-to-face intimate contact. The most coincidental thing is that the two opened their mouths uncontrollably in mid-air, and as a result, their front teeth collided with each other, as if they were kissing, and broke each other's front teeth.

Seeing this, the other little hooligans gasped and took a step back.

The restaurant owner finally realized that the other party might not be an ordinary diner who let them pinch and rub rounds, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together! Why are you still stunned? Half of them beat the woman, and half of them beat the man!"

The hooligans found that the boss was still watching things, and they were a little bolder, so they shouted in unison and hugged each other.

They have gathered crowds to fight and fight for many years, and their vision and knowledge are not comparable to ordinary gangsters, but they also understand the truth of gathering crowds and capturing thieves and capturing the king first.

The giant girl desperately protected the little red guy behind her, it was nothing more than one reason, the little red guy was quite important to the girl. As long as you control the little red guy, you don't have to worry about the girl not complying.

The first few hooligans glanced at each other and shouted and scolded Ling Anqi in an attempt to attract her attention. Three or four hooligans on each side grabbed batons and whipped them towards Song Baojun.

They didn't intend to deal with Song Baojun, but once they made such a move, they immediately annoyed Ling Anqi.

The anger value was full in an instant, the silly girl turned around quickly, stretched out her jade arms, and held Mr. in her arms, just like Pierce Brosnan in "Golden Eye" hugging the Bond girl in the rain of bullets, chic and calm and generous, stretching her right arm forward, blocking the five rubber batons that were smashed over.

Originally, with Song Baojun's violent personality, he also had the ability to easily deal with seven or eight gangsters, but Ling Anqi had an allergic reaction, so that he didn't have a chance to perform, and his whole head and face were pressed into the depths of his soft chest.

Ling Anqi pushed his arm, and the huge force rushed over, and the five hooligans fell apart layer by layer like a rolling wave, and the thinnest man slammed his head against the wall upside down, fainting on the spot.

At this moment, a man with a scar on his face stabbed Song Baojun in the waist with a sharp knife in his hand. The sword light flickered brightly, and once it was stabbed in the real place, half a life could not be saved.

Ling Anqi was shocked and angry, and with a slight backward elegant movement, she kicked over, and came first, kicking the scar-faced man away before the tip of the knife touched Song Baojun.

The movement of her arm pushing forward and kicking the scar-faced man was coherent, like walking in the clouds, if you looked down from above her, you would see that with Ling Anqi as the center of the circle, the six guys flew away almost at the same time, like blooming flowers.

The man in charge of shouting and attracting hatred in front saw her turn around, and the secret opportunity came, and he raised his knife and stepped forward.

As soon as he took a step, Ling Anqi didn't look at it, and swung his elbow back, smashing his chin. It's as frivolous as drinking coffee on a Sunday afternoon on the Champs-Élysées.

The man's entire jawbone shattered at once, and the sixteen teeth of the lower gums flew backwards. His body couldn't withstand the blow, and he rolled in mid-air and twisted seven hundred and twenty degrees before falling back to the ground.

According to the degree of his disfigurement, it is estimated that he can only be rectified according to the faceless man.

Such a shocking scene, the hooligans looked at each other and couldn't say a word at all.

In their limited worldview cognition, they have never seen this kind of collision of forces that break through the limits of human flesh, let alone such a strong girl, with a delicate face, who can kill you with a single move.

"Stop!" someone shouted.

Everyone looked back, only to see the boss with his left hand around Song Shixian's neck, and his right hand clenched a fruit knife against his throat, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he glared at Ling Anqi and said, "Did I let you stop, did you hear it? If you move again, I'll kill him!

Song Shixian was sweating all over his head and said, "Calm down, calm down! Isn't it just a meal, why do you want to kill someone?"

"Shut up! I won't let you see the sun tomorrow!" the boss shouted, adding two more points of strength to his hand, and the tip of the knife pierced a trace of blood from the skin of Song Shixian's throat.

Song Baojun was almost stunned, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't, don't do it, if you have something to discuss, I will promise you any conditions, put down the knife, 100,000 or 200,000? No, no, no, 1 million is fine, how much is your account, I will transfer it to you now." ”

Ling Anqi suddenly didn't dare to move, that was the father of the most important husband in her life.