However, these were useless, they just forced Chen Jing to stand up from the stool.

When he stood up, he was destined to be miserable for these bodyguards.

So after a crackling fight, Chen Jing sat back on the stool, beckoned to the waitress who was the most daring before, and now a little wooden, and said, "Girl, please take another bottle of wine." ”

He's very laid-back, but the others aren't in the mood. Many people squinted at Chen Jing and thought in their hearts, and of course there were more people who signaled to the bodyguards to let them do it.

The bodyguard scolded in his heart, you are paralyzed, this person is so tall, didn't you let us go up and be beaten for nothing.

It's a pity that they can't speak their hearts, so they can only keep running through the grass and mud horses in their hearts. is also destined to be unable to avoid this beating. They are all practitioners, so it can naturally be seen that Chen Jing didn't use all his strength at all. But if the owner can't see it, they won't be able to work hard.

Even though he knew that he was going to be beaten, he could only rush forward.

Regardless of whether they were relenting or not, they couldn't run away from this fight, and this time Chen Jing didn't get up from the stool at all, and knocked everyone down.

It's only been a while, and in the dance hall of hundreds of square meters, all the people lying on the ground are lying on the ground, either covering their stomachs or covering their faces, moaning on the ground.

In the process of being beaten and beaten, there were still people who walked in with bodyguards, and when they saw this scene, they didn't let their subordinates go up and be beaten. The hearts of those later bodyguards are beating, and I really want to say that I thank your ancestors for eighteen generations.

Clapping his hands, Chen Jing stood up and said, "Okay, the people are almost here, and they have been beaten, and there are those who are not convinced." ”

No one spoke, and they all looked at him with hatred on their faces.

"It doesn't seem like so, so let's get down to business." Saying that, Chen Jing walked to Zhang Xiaohan's side, pulled up this girl whose expression had not changed much from beginning to end, and said arrogantly to the sons and buddies in Kyoto: "Let me introduce to you, this is my girlfriend and fiancée." I think you all know what I mean, so I don't need to say more. ”

"Hmph, the flowing water is unintentional, but the falling flowers are still affectionate, and who can believe that you are really unintentional or fake."

"What do you want me to do?" Chen Jing asked.

"I have drawn a clear line with Han Feifei before, and I have never been in contact with her since then. What do you think of me? ”

"If you leave Pengcheng, you will never see Han Feifei."

Chen Jing had to look at the young man who spoke, and he suddenly had the urge to cripple this fool. came from Kyoto, these people have no bad background, otherwise they would not be qualified to come to Pengcheng to earn Han Feifei. So Chen Jing can't kill them, but he can definitely do it after a beating.

But obviously the other party didn't threaten him at all, who is he, there is an old cadre training center in Kyoto, and there are always a few old men playing chess and exercising at the gate of the compound. His grandfather is the one who holds a tea cup at the door all day long, and happily plays chess with these old men every day.

If you think these old men are nothing, you're very wrong. These old men who speak standard Kyoto dialect are all big shots. And his grandfather is one of the most powerful of these people, a leader, from the military region!

This identity alone is enough, if Chen Jing dares to touch him today, a reinforced battalion of soldiers will come over tomorrow and destroy all Chen Jing's relatives and friends.

However, Chen Jing really moved him, and it wasn't just a blow or two, it was a punch and kick.

didn't use the strength when he fought with those special forces, just like a ruffian hooligan fighting, but he still beat this boy with a blue nose and swollen face, and his two eye sockets were swollen like ping pong balls.

My jaw dropped!

After Chen Jing finished beating, he didn't feel relieved, so he stood up and kicked his ass twice. Only then did he tidy up his clothes and scolded: "Lao Tzu said so clearly, I have nothing to do with Han Feifei, why the hell do you still let me leave Pengcheng, and you don't pee and take pictures, what kind of green onion are you, why don't you let me go if you can't chase the girl." Sue you, not only is Lao Tzu not leaving, but he is still waiting for you to find a place to return. ”

How arrogant Chen Jing is!

At least the vast majority of people think he's looking for death.

Chen Jing didn't know who these people were, but he absolutely knew that these people were from various backgrounds and they were not something he could offend.

But he was still arrogant and arrogant. Not only did he beat people, but he also shouted here waiting for him to find a place to return.

The beaten one covered his swollen face, gritted his teeth angrily, and as a result, two back molars fell out, and his eyes were full of resentment.

It's a shame, a person from a background like him cares most about face. In front of so many sons and daughters of big families from Kyoto, he couldn't even shake his hands when he was beaten, and those who didn't know thought he was scared and didn't dare to fight back. This face is a big shame.

So, he directly took out his mobile phone, found his grandfather's number, and dialed it.

Many people are glad in their hearts that they don't need to call their families to help, Chen Jing is going to die this time, and he can't die anymore, and there is no possibility of escaping from the cliff.

But at this time, after Chen Jing finished beating people, tidying up his clothes, and drinking wine, he sneered at the gate: "Look at it, isn't it cool outside?" Not going to come in and sit down? ”

Everyone was stunned and looked at the gate.

But no one came in, but there was a laugh and said, "It's cool, I don't have to go in." ”

Even if no one is seen and a voice is heard, someone can guess who is outside the door.

Among them, he felt that his face was big, and he smiled at the door: "Jiang Shao, I didn't expect you to come too, why don't you say anything, let's get together together." ”

"Which onion are you qualified to get together with me?" Jiang Shixuan outside the door didn't give any face, and the young man who spoke was suddenly extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to shout at him, even if he was dissatisfied, he could only hold back.

At this time, the mobile phone of the young man who was beaten was connected, and an old but angry voice came from there. You don't have to deliberately show it, you can hear the majesty of the words.

"Grandpa, I was beaten by a boy from Pengcheng, and Han Feifei still likes him." Half of the young man's face was swollen as if he had been stuffed with a goose egg, and he couldn't speak clearly.

On the other side of the phone, the old man asked, "Who is it and what is your name?" ”

The bitter young man didn't speak yet, but the mobile phone was snatched away, and when he looked up and saw Jiang Shixuan's coaxing face, he smiled and showed the missing two front teeth.

"Uncle Wen, I'm Shixuan, I haven't seen you old for a long time, how are you doing lately?" Jiang Shixuan asked for warmth and was extremely polite.

The old man who was playing chess on the other side of the phone was already frowning, and as soon as he heard his grandson say that he was beaten, Jiang Shixuan's voice came from here. The old man has been a soldier all his life, and his strength has not diminished.

He frowned and said, "Shixuan, you are also in Pengcheng." Just now Bao Cai said that he was beaten, do you know who beat him? ”

"Beaten, no? Baocai has always been by my side, who dares to touch him with me. ”

"You give your phone to Baocai."

Jiang Shixuan smiled, returned the mobile phone to the young man, and smiled ambiguously.

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