"Useless things, you can't do this little thing, you can't do it personally, what use do you want." In room 1409, Mu Ziqing sat on the chair with a gloomy face, and kept scolding Liu Yang, who was sitting sluggishly by the window.

"Li Shao, he blocked it, he actually blocked it, hehe, haha, am I dreaming? Definitely, yes, how can human power stop a car moving at high speed? Liu Yang muttered to himself.

"Dream, dream your big head." Mu Ziqing picked up a wine glass on the table and smashed it, hitting Liu Yang's head, and a wisp of blood flowed down his forehead.

Under the pain, Liu Yang immediately woke up from his sluggish state, covering his forehead with both hands, and screaming non-stop.

"What is it called, this is a punishment for having a hole in your brain, you tell me, what are you doing with a good business van, if both cars are trucks, do you think he can stop it." Mu Ziqing said.

"Two?" Liu Yang was stunned for a moment, endured the pain, and replied, "But, Li Shao, all I prepared was that truck." ”

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"Brother Bao, I think it's almost enough, it's not too early, it's time to go back." In one of the stalls in the famous snack street in Donghai City, Lin Yifei helplessly looked at Wang Baojian, who was already a little confused, and persuaded him.

"No, Brother Yifei, let's continue. To be honest, the water in the entertainment industry is too deep, and I haven't let go like this for a long time. Wang Baojian said.

"Yo, little brother, is this friend of yours still a star?" The stall owner joked with a smile.

"Hey, my friend drank too much." Lin Yifei said with a smile.

"I think it's the same, how can any celebrity get drunk in a dirty stall like me." The boss said.

This is not to blame this boss for being clumsy, but Wang Baojian is already down-to-earth, and his temperament is obviously different from those big stars, more simple, plus now Wang Baojian's face is flushed, even if he doesn't wear makeup, I'm afraid not many people can recognize it.

"Boss, settle the bill." Lin Yifei got up, he couldn't let Wang Baojian drink anymore, if he was drunk, he would probably be recognized by some people at that time, and it would be another turmoil.

"Okay, little brother, it's two hundred and four yuan in total, count you two hundred." The boss said.

"No, give." Lin Yifei took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them over.

However, just as the stall owner was about to receive the money, a hand with an iron chain suddenly appeared from one side, and a push pushed the stall owner, who was over sixty years old, to the ground.

"Old man, have you paid this month's protection fee?" A young man with a green cockscomb head and a shining silver chain hanging from the corner of his mouth looked down at the stall owner with a fierce expression.

"I, didn't I give it to you yesterday?" The old man fell to the ground, frightened and helpless.

"Ah, what did you say, yesterday was your last month, and this month should be handed over today." The man with the green cockscomb head leaned over and said.

"How so? You bandits. The stall owner shouted indignantly.

"Drink, we're not robbers, we're your protectors, and if you don't pay the protection money, I don't care if someone comes to smash the field." The green cockscomb head said, raised his head slightly, and the dozen or so little brothers behind him immediately understood, and walked over with a cruel smile, ready to start smashing.

"I can't pretend I didn't see it." Lin Yifei shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Ah, boy, what do you say, if you have the courage to say it again." The green cockscomb head held its head high, and at the same time reached out to the wallet in Lin Yifei's hand.

However, what greeted him was a terrible 'Ascending Dragon Fist', Lin Yifei's right hand formed a fist, and he rushed upwards like lightning, hitting the chin of the green cockscomb head man, and suddenly only heard the sound of clicking, the mandible was shattered, and the teeth mixed with blood foam flowed out of the unconscious green cockscomb head mouth.

"You, you actually beat our eldest brother's brother like this, boy, you are miserable, brothers." Seeing this, the rest of the people immediately rushed up.

Lin Yifei took a step forward, and suddenly, a figure stood in front of him, it was Wang Baojian, who was half drunk and half awake.

"Brother Yifei, leave it to me here, I haven't moved my hands for a long time, and my hands are itchy." Wang Baojian said with a big tongue, and then rushed out, and 'snapped' was tripped by the stool and fell straight to the ground.

At this time, a gangster with a baseball bat in his hand had already come to the front, waving the bat in his hand and about to knock it on Wang Baojian's head. Just when Lin Yifei was about to make a move, Wang Baojian, who was lying on the ground, dodged the stick in an incredible posture, as if he was just turning over in his sleep.

Turned over and dodged the indiscriminate beating of a group of thugs, stretched his waist and punched one bad gangster after another to the ground, obviously with his eyes half-closed, but he seemed to be able to know all the details of the brawl, although one move and one style seemed a little chaotic, but under a closer look, it was the level of a martial arts master, this kind of footwork, this kind of boxing, is it ......

"Drunken Fist." Someone in the crowd who was attracted by the commotion couldn't help but shout in shock.

The crowd suddenly became commotional, talking loudly, looking for mobile phones to prepare for filming...... There are all sorts of them.

"It's not going to go on like this, it's time to withdraw." Although Lin Yifei was also surprised by Wang Baojian's drunken fist, this was not the place to discuss.

Putting two hundred yuan into the pocket in front of the stall owner's stomach, Lin Yifei strode forward, smashed the last bad gangster with a punch, and supported Wang Baojian with one hand to rush out before the crowd became denser. Those who were holding their mobile phones and preparing to shoot mostly took pictures of Lin Yifei's side face and the backs of the two of them.

Lin Yifei: "Brother Bao, Brother Bao, wake up." ”

Wang Baojian raised his arm weakly, slowly opened his eyes, and asked in a daze, "Brother Yifei, where is this?" ”

"Room 1430 of the Joy Star Hotel." Lin Yifei replied.

“1430，1430。” Wang Baojian was excited, and the whole person came to his senses in an instant, pulled Lin Yifei and said: "Brother Yifei, how can you live here, this room is ominous, there is something, let's go quickly." ”

"Brother Bao, don't worry, it's okay, I've been living here for ten days, and I haven't had anything to do." Lin Yifei said.

"Really, I've heard that this room is very evil." Wang Baojian said suspiciously.

"Let's not talk about this first, then again, Brother Bao, the kung fu you used just now was drunken boxing." Lin Yifei changed the subject.

"Drunken fist? What drunken fist? I don't have any memory at all. Wang Baojian replied.

Lin Yifei stroked his forehead and couldn't help complaining in his heart: "It turns out that what is described in those novels is not all nonsense, forgetting everything is to understand this kind of nonsense." ”

Lin Yifei: "Okay, it's okay, Brother Bao, I'll send you to your own room to rest." ”

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