Chapter 18: The Moulin Rouge (3)
The man who came in was nearly one meter nine tall, with a strong neck and long legs, and a sonorous walk, looking like the kind of "good man" who could run a horse on his arm.
"Master Hongβ"
"Hong, you are paralyzed, go to the side!" The plagiarized strong man slapped the big fan and "snapped" towards Wei Hongwu.
Wei Hongwu's body of more than 160 pounds was slapped away, and he slid more than ten meters in front of the smooth bar in the oblique stab, and his speed was still unabated, and he looked like he was about to crash into the granite base of the No. 1 box...... A figure was like a heavenly soldier flying through the sky, shooting diagonally in front of the pedestal at great speed, and accurately raised his hand to hold Wei Hongwu. Then he helped him up, who was so frightened that his body was weak, gently patted the frightened Wei Hongwu, and said softly: "Go back to the bar and stay, don't interfere." β
The giant's eyes lit up, staring at the man who was at shoulder level with him. A long-lost sense of excitement rose in my heart. Although he has enjoyed Ma Guohao's high salary and stability in recent years, and the number of times he has been able to make a move is minimal, the life of more than ten years of martial arts school is not easy to wear.
From the perspective of ordinary people, in addition to Gu Shaobing's tall body, his appearance looks no different from that of a person carrying cement on a construction site.
"I don't care who sent you to make trouble. I'm a very resource-loving person, so I'll give you one more choice. He said in a resolute tone of oversight: "One; From this day onwards, you will follow me, spare all your faults, and enjoy riches; Two; According to my old rules, break your legs or arms and throw them out of Qingyuan City......"
Gu Shaobing was unusually calm, and he didn't even frown, but Han Weidong couldn't help it, and scolded: "You are numb, drink your own urine." The whole Xihai dares to pose in front of my eldest brother, you are the first one. Big brother, I'm going to beat him up and crawl out like a turtle. β
Colonel Yu and Liu Jing grinned, and the remaining guests and waiters at the bar quietly hid away after Brother Hong came in, but Wei Hongwu had a sad face in the bar, he had seen Brother Hong's strong skills more than once.
So far, no one in Qingyuan City knows who this Brother Hong's surname is, only that he became famous one day and night three years ago, and beat the "street owner" of the movie theater street at that time with a pair of ten in front of the Qingyuan Cinema, and took more than a dozen subordinates to kneel on the street; In the afternoon, he picked the signboard of the only martial arts school in Qingyuan, the principal of the martial arts school broke his leg, and the three coaches stayed away with shame that day; In the early hours of the morning, he made trouble in one of the biggest nightclubs of the year, singled out more than 20 security guards. is Ma Guohao's number one hero.
Gu Shaobing was not very accustomed to having someone help him when he was doing his hands, he made a gesture towards Han Weidong to stop his mouth, slowly took a step forward, and said lightly: "I am used to talking with my fists!" β
Brother Hong burst out laughing, "You are very seedy." β
At this time, the door of the bar was quickly opened by two men in suits, and a group of men with arrogant walking postures rushed in, and they surrounded a man in his early thirties, with a terrifying momentum. All the people in the bar couldn't help but feel suffocated, and the fierce Brother Hong was also slightly moved, his tense body was slightly loose, and he opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Ma is also here." β
In fact, when Jin Yang saw this man for the first time, he guessed who he was. Because his face and appearance are completely poured out of the same mold as Ma Guofu, but he is whiter and younger than Ma Guofu, and his eye color is also very different due to the different environments of the two brothers.
"Lao Hong! I heard you were going to make a move, and I didn't want to miss it. Ma Guohao casually found a vacant seat to sit down, then his eyes moved to Gu Shaobing, and looked back at Brother Kui and Xiaohu who were depressed, "The three of you can't beat him alone?" β
Brother Kui's expression was embarrassed and he wanted to speak...... So he looked at Gu Shaobing again. Although he was not a martial arts practitioner, he had a group of thugs who practiced boxing and leg training, and naturally had a small eye-wide face with a solid contour, a straight and thick nose bridge, plump lips, and a thick and hard beard with short thorns on his chin. When Gu Shaobing lowered his eyes, he seemed to be a sturdy construction worker, and he did not have any special temperament, but if he took a closer look, he would find that he had a kind of murderous aura that had been tempered by the underground black fist, which was definitely different from the essence of a martial artist who heard the chicken.
"Lao Hong! Don't be too ruthless, just give them some color and look at it, and save some face for Director Shanda. Ma Guohao never thought about losing, and his tone was full of domineering desire to take it.
"What a fucking pretend!" A voice of disdain erupted from the booth in the northwest corner.
The audience was in an uproar!
The eyes brushed towards the half-height platform in the northwest. Whose brain burned out, isn't this looking for it yourself?
When Meng Haiqing couldn't help but spit out those two words, Yu Shangxian and Jin Yang looked at each other and snickered.
Meng Shao has always considered himself to be the No. 1 Yanei in the Yunxi region, and there is no one. Now that he suddenly saw someone who was even more arrogant than him, and it was still in a small county town, he had reason to despise it, and even kill it in seconds.
But after complaining, he began to regret it again. He wasn't afraid of Ma Guohao. But now there is no one around him and he is not used to raising thugs, and there are a lot of thugs around him. If the other party is cross-minded or does not know the status of the Baiyunxi Oilfield Administration in the Yunxi area, wouldn't it be ugly? Although he was a little impulsive with mockery, he had a good ability to adapt, and immediately lowered his head and dialed Director Sheng's phone...... Ma Guohao squinted his eyes and looked at the dim northwest booth with a wall lamp, and said coldly: "Tear his beak." As soon as the voice fell, the three men rushed towards the northwest booth.
Yu Shangxian exchanged glances with Jin Yang again, and the two suddenly stood up fearlessly, looking down at the three men who were about to rush up the steps, "If you want to make a move on Meng Shao, you are not qualified enough." β
Jin Yang slapped his chest even more, and said heroically: "Let's knock down Lao Tzu first." β
Meng Shao glanced at the two of them gratefully, in today's society, there are still such interesting buddies! What a blessing! He was also infected, stood up on the ground, pointed at Ma Guohao, and said arrogantly: "Boy, do you want to inquire about Lao Tzu's name first?" Lao Tzu's name is Meng Haiqing, and the Yunxi Oilfield Administration is Lao Tzu's territory. β
"You're Meng Shao...... Come back. Ma Guohao's eyes changed, repulsed the three subordinates, and said very gracefully: "Meng Shao's name is indeed a golden sign in Yunxi, you laugh at me, just when I am a landlord in Qingyuan, maybe we can become friends in the future......"
Seeing that the other party was a knowledgeable person, Meng Haiqing made up his mind, and the more arrogant his attitude became, he squinted coldly, "Who the fuck is friends with a gutter rat like you!" β
The name "gutter rat" is a nickname for oil thieves and oil thieves in the oil field area, and they live like rats by day and night. It is one of the most depressing forms of ridicule that hit people's self-esteem.
Ma Guohao was so angry that he trembled, the corners of his eyebrows twitched sharply, and he was about to make a move, when a piercing brake sounded outside the door of the bar, and everyone couldn't help but be shocked, who was there again?
If Gu Shaobing is like a sharp blade, then the group of people who came in was like a cluster of vertical javelins.
Although the distance was far away, the two men standing in the center of the field received a kind of majesty from them the fastest - it was a loud trumpet, unyielding courage, and invincible faith.
Even Gu Shaobing, who was as motionless as a mountain, suddenly a spark flashed in his pupils, glancing at the man who was walking in front.
This man is naturally Huo Tianzuo, known as the Southwest Cheetah. He only brought one squad of soldiers this time, and they all temporarily took off their special camouflage uniforms and wore grass-green crewneck shirts, but they still couldn't hide the awe-inspiring righteousness that penetrated deep into their bone marrow.
Ma Guohao was also so shocked by this group of terrifying intruders that he forgot to speak, although he quickly reacted. But he couldn't get back the dominance on the field.
Huo Tianzuo squinted his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see Jin Yang, his eyes just changed, and he saw a man on the northwest plus card seat waving his hand at him, and he was immediately relieved.
"It's very lively in the bar, all sit down and rest!" With that, he took the lead and sat down nearby, and then calmly looked at the two stout men standing in the center of the bar. When his eyes fell on Huo Tianzuo, he was slightly stunned, and his eyes were full of appreciation.
Gu Shaobing had long been impatient to stand at the bar, and finally everyone quieted down, and a deep disgust flashed in his eyes. He hates fighting, but sometimes he has to.
"I don't have time to continue listening to your, let's fight." As he spoke, he hooked his finger at Brother Hong.
When Brother Hong saw this contemptuous gesture, his accumulated anger erupted violently, and his tall and strong figure galloped towards Gu Shaobing like a galloping horse.
Huo Tianzuo was slightly moved, and said to the soldier sitting neatly behind him, "See clearly, this giant man has a horizontal kung fu practice." In ancient times, there was a bluffing name called 'Golden Bell Jar, Iron Cloth Shirt' or something, but in fact, it was just thick muscles and bones, strong resistance to blows, and a hundred pounds of fist power could not beat him at all......"
It is estimated that Gu Shaobing's reaction made him scratch his head, he stopped explaining and stared at the battle between the two big men on the field seriously.
The moment Gu Shaobing started with Brother Hong, he also rushed towards the other party in the same way.
There is almost no difference between the movements and postures of the two. It's like two crazy galloping horses colliding head-on in a high-speed gallop, "Bang! There was a heavy thud on the ground.
The sound was muffled, but it still rattled people's ears.
The slightly shorter body is as calm as Shanlan, and the one who takes three steps back is Brother Hong, who is a head taller.
There was a burst of surprise from the bar.
Han Weidong lost no time in applauding, "The boss is mighty!" β
Ma Guohao was overshadowed. This was the first time he had seen someone outperform Brother Hong in both physical strength and strength.
The three young men on the Northwest booth couldn't help but shout at the same time: "Okay! β
The unprecedented shame pressed down on Brother Hong like a mountain, and the Moulin Rouge bar fell silent so suddenly that only his respite remained.
Someone suddenly turned on the headlights that had only been turned on after the bar closed, and the huge light made the two people in the center of the venue blink in unison. At the same time, Brother Hong roared and pounced, brazenly swung his fists, and slammed into it with a thousand pounds. The force of this blow seemed to be able to destroy a thousand pounds of boulders, like a violent wind, causing the hanging ornaments above the bar to flutter gently...... The moment his fists approached, Gu Shaobing's sturdy body was like a weak and boneless dancer, bending backwards and turning around beautifully, and in a moment, he dodged a ferocious punch. And one of his right legs quietly kicked out at an incredible angle.
The leg shadow slammed through Brother Hong's fluttering shirt.
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound on the ground, and the blood of rose petals sprayed out from Brother Hong's mouth and nose, his strong and powerful legs instantly weakened, and his huge body of more than two hundred catties fell to the ground.
(To be continued)