Wang Yan looked at it, I damn it, isn't this what I taught? I've been practicing with him for less than two months, and he's so powerful?

This is a fighting technique that Wang Yan practiced with Wang Liang in his spare time during the summer vacation: cross-fist attack, that is, ignoring the opponent's attack, or directly taking the shortest distance to attack, or cross-punching and eliminating with a fight, the key is to react quickly, have good eyesight to find the opponent's weakness, and also punch the angle and strength are just right, which is not only a tactical tactic, but also requires a special technique similar to the wooden pile in Wing Chun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't want this kid to be able to use seven or eight successes already. It's naturally easy to deal with a few gangsters who can only fight to the death.

The bald head couldn't beat Wang Liang, so he had no choice but to give in, so he could only pay the bill according to the order and compensate the two young ladies with 1,000 yuan each.

The bald man paid the money and left, but Wang Liang did not go back to the private room, still wandering around the bar in the hall, making a few phone calls, and giving orders to a few security guards who rushed over to arrange tasks.

Wang Yan saw that this broken child was waiting for the bald man to come back and find a place!

Wang Yan was afraid that everyone would be worried, so he called Hu Wenjie and said that he and Wang Liang had met acquaintances, and they would go back to the private room after chatting for a while, telling everyone to wait for them to come back.

Then, Wang Yan slipped to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out, and the bald head and the others were indeed wandering not far from the door of the song hall, obviously looking for someone and waiting for help.

Wang Yan saw that Wang Liang asked the waiter to go to the construction site behind the song hall, packed quicklime with empty cans and beer bottles, and packed several boxes, some of which were placed at the door of the song hall, and some were taken upstairs.

Sure enough, after a while, a Toyota came, followed by a dozen or twenty vans, and other cheap cars, and there were 100 gangsters in Hulala.

A few taxis also stopped on the opposite side, and a few half-sized people about the same age as Wang Liang came down, or arrogantly or low-key nodded to Wang Liang and walked behind Wang Liang without speaking. Wang Liang blasted a few half-sized children into the hall on the first floor, and a few half-sized children played with their mobile phones on the sofa in the hall.

The thugs carried sticks and machetes, and walked towards the song hall with great vigour.

There were also a lot of security guard-looking gangsters coming out of the back of the song hall, all of them carrying steel pipes and waiting for them.

Wang Liang took the lead and walked out, as if he wanted to negotiate with the other party.

Generally speaking, group fights are something that they don't want to happen, so they usually negotiate first, and if they can, they don't fight.

Unexpectedly, Wang Liang first took a bottle of quicklime from the cardboard box, opened the lid, sprinkled it in front of the door of the song hall and drew a lime line, and then called at the other party: "If you want to chat, stop off the line!" ”

The other party didn't care about that, and rushed over directly.

Wang Liang turned around and retreated to the song hall. Cans and bottles full of quicklime flew out of the rooftops and corners of the building, smashed on the hard pavement, and immediately burst into a cloud of white mist, enveloping the thugs who rushed over.

Several of Wang Liang's companions also found a safe place to throw beer bottles outside, which was very naughty!

The gangsters in the white mist suddenly coughed, and the dragons were leaderless and chaotic into a pot of porridge. Cabarets continued to throw lime bottles......

There was a fight outside the song hall, and the people inside came out to see the excitement, mixed with Zhang Hong, Hu Wenjie and others.

Zhang Hong saw that Wang Liang was involved, and was about to go up to speak, but he was pulled by Wang Yan, so he had to watch coldly from the sidelines.

The thugs who attacked the cabaret began to run away, and then more and more people ran away.

Wang Liang led people to rush up, accurately brought over a few leaders who came down from Toyota's domineering position, and carried the bald people who were provoking just now.

Wang Liang calmly asked people to hand over tissues, let a few people wipe their eyes and faces, and then asked people to hand over tissues dipped in olive oil, so that they could wipe their eyes and treat lime burns.

After giving simple treatment to a few people, Wang Liang spoke: "Let your boss send 1 million over, immediately!" ”

A few people hesitated for a moment, and Wang Liang went up to a few big mouths, causing a few people to start bleeding from their mouths and noses again.

Just then, the police arrived.

Wang Liang's face did not change and said to the police: "We have some disputes, let's negotiate by ourselves first!" ”

For this kind of thing, as long as there are no lives or serious injuries, the police generally mediate first, and then fine the matter, as for compensation and sentencing, it is the court's business, so they do not interfere, just wait for the final result.

Wang Liang discussed with the arrested people again: "You said that I should call the police now, let's go to the police station together or let your boss come over?" ”

Finally someone was willing to call.

After a while, a big car drove over, and a strong man in his 40s came down, and he was very cow-skinned.

The strong man came to Wang Liang and asked lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"You let people make trouble and pay 1 million, now!" Wang Liang's tone is also light, as casual as saying to a friend, "Please have me an ice cream".

"Children, don't be so arrogant!" The strong man's tone was a little uncalm, very cold.

"Either I'm going to beat you up now!" Wang Yan still spoke slowly, unable to hear the emotional color.

The strong man was furious, and when he raised his hand, he slapped Wang Liang.

Wang Liang raised his left hand one by one, grabbed the two fingers of the strong man, and pinched his backhand, the strong man's right hand was controlled, and he involuntarily leaned towards Wang Liang.

The strong man's fingers were controlled, and the ten fingers were in severe pain when he moved his heart, and he could only wait to be beaten when he was restrained, Wang Liang picked up his right hand and slapped it into the strong man's face.

Wang Liang hit the strong man's mouth and nose bleeding, then let go of his left hand and put a foot on the strong man's stomach, and the strong man immediately fell to the ground.

"Take 1 million, or rip off your pants." Wang Liang still looks calm.

The strong man didn't dare not believe it, these little young people dared to do anything when they were impulsive! I am also a famous and well-known person, it doesn't matter if I am beaten, who can not be knifed if the so-called people are floating in the rivers and lakes, if I am stripped of my pants, I really can't mix.

When he returned to Daben, he took the checkbook, swiped the numbers and signed them, and handed them to Wang Liang.

"Don't, ask for cash!" Wang Liang still spoke in a calm tone.

The strong man had no choice but to call and ask someone to bring cash.

After a while, someone brought two suitcases.

Wang Liang asked the beautiful manager of the song hall to take it over for inspection, and after the song hall manager said that the verification was correct, Wang Liang waved his hand at the strong man: "You go!" ”

At this time, some more people came, and took the person who was blinded by quicklime away and sent him to the hospital.

Wang Liang said to the police: "Thank you, uncle, police, we won't call the police!" ”

If the people do not raise the officials, they will not be held accountable, and the police will run in vain. Of course, how the cabaret owner operates afterwards is the cabaret owner's business.

The other party left, but the people in the song hall and the people watching the excitement did not disperse.

Wang Liang called the manager of the song hall: "Sister Zhu, each car outside pays 100 yuan for washing the car, and apologizes to others!" Then he said a few words to a few half-sized children behind him, straightened his clothes, and returned to Wang Yan's big private room without changing his face.

A group of people saw what Wang Liang had done, and they also followed back to the big private room.

Wang Liang was the first in the private room than the others, and when the adults entered the private room, Wang Liang bowed slightly to everyone as if nothing happened: "Uncles and aunts, I went out for a while just now, it's rude!" ”

Wang Yan also looked at his son Wang Liang's unchanging performance, and scolded secretly: This broken child is quite capable of pretending, but his psychological quality is good!

The others didn't know how to express it, only Zhang Hong couldn't hold his breath and went up to grab Wang Liang: "Why are you so nonsense?" Fooling around in this kind of place! It's really not reassuring! What's wrong with you? Did it hurt?"

Wang Liang smiled, "Mom, let's go back and talk about it, okay?" ”

Wang Yan also went over to pull Zhang Hong: "I'll talk about it when I have something to do!" ”

Wang Liang said to a group of adults seriously: "A few friends came just now, I heard that the elders are here, and they want to come to toast!" ”

After speaking, he opened the door of the private room, and a few half-sized fish rushed in, holding fruit juice drinks, and saluted the wine in unison: "Good uncle and aunt, meet for the first time, please teach uncle and aunt more in the future, I wish uncle and aunt all the best!" Have fun with your uncle and aunt! Then he bowed exaggeratedly, and then reported himself to the door, as if he was very polite.

"My name is Liu Mingrui!" "My name is Liu Kan!" "My name is Lu Mingxin!" "My name is Luo Zijin!" "My name is Ling Zhihong!" "My name is Cai Qingfeng!" ……

Looking at the bears of a group of half-sized children pretending to be children, Wang Yan smiled slightly: "Hello! I'm free to go to my house! ”