"Yo, the kid is crazy!"

Hua Meijing looked playful, and said: "Believe it or not, Brother Meijing will let you kneel on the ground and learn to bark in minutes?" ”

Now he wants to protect the girl he likes, why does Wei Wuji have to pretend to be forced, and asked lightly: "You brought ten dogs?" ”

"One can bite you to death!"

Hua Meijing took a step back and pushed the two younger brothers behind her, these two little brothers are extraordinary, but his personal bodyguards, from the police academy, are all fighting masters. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Wait!"

Since he wanted to pretend to be forced, he had to pretend to be majestic, Wei Wuji saw that only two dogs were approaching, and hurriedly stopped.

Hua Meijing was very proud and sneered: "Do you want to beg for mercy?" Brother Meijing tells you that it's late! ”

"I'm going to hit ten!"

Wei Wuji rubbed his fists together and blocked the eight dogs at the door with one finger.

The smile on Hua Meijing's face froze, and she looked at Wei Wuji in surprise, only to feel that Wei Wuji was like being in the clouds and mist, completely unpredictable.

At this time, if you dare to say such things, if you are not a master, you are a fool.

Wei Wuji doesn't look like a fool, is he a master?

But it's not like a master.

Since Wei Wuji wanted to die even more miserably, Hua Meijing had no reason to refuse, and waved her hand: "Why are you still stunned, didn't you hear that he was going to fight ten?" ”

The eight old boys who blocked the door looked at each other and smiled, rubbing their fists and forcing Wei Wuji.

Xia Yue's face turned pale and said in a low voice, "Wei Wuji, are you crazy?" ”

Wei Wuji just smiled and didn't answer, the eight dogs at the door will have to be solved sooner or later, so it's better to let them go up together, or solve them together, so as not to bother with words.

Hua Meijing took a few steps back, sat on the chair, took a sip of the wine glass, and wanted to see how this madman beat ten!

In the movie, Jia Zidan, a popular martial arts superstar, shouted the sentence "I want to fight a hundred", and hundreds of millions of people went crazy for it.

It's a pity that Hua Meijing only brought ten younger brothers, so Wei Wuji wanted to pretend to be taller and taller in front of Xia Yue.

However, in Xia Yue's eyes, in the eyes of everyone, Wei Wuji was purely looking for death.

Everyone here has to get rid of the yellow hair.

Huang Mao has personally experienced Wei Wuji's horror, as a master of brawl, no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than Wei Wuji, and his strength is far behind, feeling that Wei Wuji is a kung fu master.

Huang Mao shrunk under the table and took out his mobile phone, he had a hunch that the next thing must be taken and treasured.

The two personal bodyguards, with a relatively high status, glanced at the other eight people, and the eight grabbed the beer bottle on the table, smashed it with one punch, the broken mouth was jagged, and the sharp point was like a knife, glowing with coldness.

"I'll be fine, you can go!"

Xia Yue's face turned pale, as if she had seen Wei Wuji die tragically in a pool of blood, and when she saw Wei Wuji walking forward, she roared, "You will die!" ”

Wei Wuji glanced back at her and smiled slightly, the blood in his chest was boiling at the moment, and he felt that it was worth doing anything for her.

Only then did I know that history never deceives people, the princes of the beacon fire drama, and they are angry at the crown, which one is not for the sake of popularity?

No matter how strong a man is, he will eventually be defeated by a woman.

When he was thinking about it, the first two old boys, holding bottle knives, stabbed hard, and the six behind were all relaxed and without any sense of urgency.

So slow!

Seeing the two bottle knives stabbing slowly, Wei Wuji waited impatiently.

Although he is not a good fighter, as an otaku, those martial arts novels, those martial arts film and television dramas, including action movies produced in Yamato, Wei Wuji is very studied.

When the opponent's movements seem to be slowed down a hundredfold, Galeries Lafayette can become a martial arts master.

Suddenly made a move, grabbed the wrists of the two old boys, and one crossed, and two screams were heard.

Those two old boys never dreamed that they were obviously stabbing at Wei Wuji, but in the blink of an eye, why did the bottle knife in their hands stab their companions?

The six people in the back trembled and were slightly stunned, Wei Wuji smashed two more punches, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, wrapped in teeth, and fell to the ground with the master.

Hua Meijing choked on her throat with a sip of wine, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Nima!"

The two personal bodyguards, one with a straight left fist and one with a straight fist right, have a strong fist style and tacit understanding, which is worthy of being a practitioner.

But before the punch came out, there was no shadow of Wei Wuji in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Wuji was in front of him, as if he hadn't moved.

However, Wei Wuji's hands had already grabbed their chests and dragged them around.

Two pig-killing howls overshadowed the sound of the nightclub DJ.

There were three bottle knives stuck in one butt, and blood was gurgling.

The other one was even worse, although there was only a bottle knife stuck in his buttocks, but he couldn't look directly at that position.

The four old boys with bottle knives all looked confused, and they couldn't figure it out at all, they stabbed Wei Wuji, how did they stab their little friends?

The four of them were stunned, unable to slow down, Wei Wuji had already appeared in front of them, grabbed the two heads and touched them, and repeated again, and the four of them fell down at the same time.

Just after a piece of music ended, there was silence in the nightclub.

Xia Yue stared blankly at Wei Wuji, a touch of strangeness flashed in her eyes, not admiration, but cunning.

Wei Wuji clapped his hands, pointed to the beautiful flowers, and said, "It's your turn!" ”

"This ......"

Hua Meijing swallowed the sip of wine and stammered: "That ......"

Huang Mao stopped shooting, walked over with a blue nose and swollen face, and said with a smile: "Brother Meijing, let's forget about this matter!" ”

"Of course!"

Hua Meijing laughed, walked over and picked up the glass of wine on Wei Wuji's table, and apologized: "Brother has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so make amends here, and do it first as respect." ”

With that, he tilted his head and drank a glass of wine.

That glass of wine was exactly what the bad young woman had invited before, and there must have been something dirty in it, but Hua Meijing had already drunk it, so Wei Wuji didn't say anything.

"Dare to ask your brother ...... his surname"

As soon as the words were spoken, Hua Meijing's face changed suddenly, and when she looked at Wei Wuji, she was puzzled and ecstatic.

Next second!

Hua Meijing pouted her buttocks, shook her head wildly, and the whole person fell into madness.

Shake one’s head. Pill!

That young woman is really bad!

Wei Wuji took a deep breath, fortunately he didn't drink that glass of wine, otherwise, the end would be miserable.

Hua Meijing shook vigorously, and his little brothers who were less injured couldn't pull it anymore.

"Brother, you're amazing!"

Huang Mao happily came to Wei Wuji, and there was a great tendency to follow Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji glanced at Huang Mao's crotch and wanted to say sorry, but he felt that it was unnecessary, after all, it was Huang Mao who bullied his head.

If no one offends me, I will not offend anyone; If anyone sins against me, I will offend.

But the yellow-haired man was very ghostly, and immediately understood Wei Wuji's intentions, and hurriedly said: "It's all the fault of the little brother, it's all the fault of the little brother!" ”

"By the way, I have something I want to ask you."

Wei Wuji felt that this Huang Mao was also a true temperament, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here, so he pulled Huang Mao aside and asked in a low voice, "Has Sun Yaohua ever killed anyone?" ”