Who doesn't know the famous "Rose Square", the most legendary entertainment place in Hong Kong, the beauty concentration camp.

He sneered slightly, "The Rose Square belongs to your family, and I also said that Port Elizabeth is my family." Get out of the way! ”

"Yo, you're stubborn! I'm one of my favorite girls for this type of girl. "Sheng Kaiwen, shamelessly home. Well, but looking at it from another perspective, people say it when they have love, and they don't hide it.

Slightly angry, Xiaoxiao was obviously more angry than her, raised his hand and poured a glass of wine on Sheng Kaiwen's face, scolding: "Go die!" ”

Hua Xiaobao held a butterfly knife, his waist was half-bent, there was a loud noise, and he skillfully threw out several tricks.

After a while, Hua Xiaobao pounced on Frank, who looked like a ruffian and looked down on people.

After Wang Siyuan was kicked back a few steps by Frank, when Hua Xiaobao attacked, he also secretly hated to make a move. But when he saw that the goddess was slightly bullied by another foreign frustrated bird, the direction of running changed, and he went straight to Sheng Kaiwen.

It happened so suddenly that none of the guests present could react. Besides, even if they react, no one will necessarily go up to pull the rack.

Dry frame, what a sight! Especially the bloody dry frame with knives and sticks. Some comrades took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and even posed with scissor hands and took pictures of half of their faces.

Hua Xiaobao can use the butterfly knife so slippery, which shows that this product is a bit of a Taoist, and maybe he has stabbed people with a butterfly knife.

Hua Xiaobao waved the butterfly knife and ran towards Frank three meters away, fierce and fierce like a tiger, the sharp folding blade exuded a cold cold light, and his two eyes also exuded a sharp cold light containing the breath of death.

"Malegobi, I'll stab you to death!" Hua Xiaobao shouted angrily, it was really like a thunder above the nine heavens, which made people shudder when they heard it, and when he ran to the entrance and exit more than a meter away from Franke, the butterfly knife was raised high, and it slashed from the upper left to the lower right, using full force.

No matter how stupid Hua Xiaobao is, he won't stab Frank to death in broad daylight, he just wants to leave a few blood marks on Frank's body to make him feel painful.

Frank also had to be cautious, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and his two eyes were staring at the butterfly knife in Cai Xiaolin's hand and his right arm holding the knife.

Suddenly, Frank bowed his body and rushed towards Hua Xiaobao like a fierce leopard.

A cold arc crossed, Hua Xiaobao's hand rose and fell, and the butterfly knife swung at Frank, to be precise, at Frank's left upper arm.

The spectators all sweated, sweating for Frank. They don't know Frank, how do they know his combat prowess, and they don't know that this thing is a Western boxing master who has won five gold belts. Hua Xiaobao may have practiced some self-defense techniques, but he is still 108,000 miles away from the gold belt.

Sure enough, before everyone could figure out what was going on, Frank, who was passive, grabbed Hua Xiaobao's arm holding the knife, and slammed it, and the butterfly knife in Hua Xiaobao's hand came out. After that, Frank made a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, lifting Hua Xiaobao up and falling half to death. Then, the tip of Frank's right leather shoe was aimed at the butterfly knife that had fallen to the ground, and with a slight lift of skill, the butterfly knife soared into the air and flew straight two meters high. With his right hand outstretched, Frank nested the fallen butterfly knife in his hand.

Frank played with the folding knife with an appreciative eye, threw out countless knife flowers out of thin air, and crackled, and the knife turned much more professionally than Hua Xiaobao.

"It's a good knife, it should have been made by Millican. Such a good knife is too violent in your hands, I keep it. Frank said indifferently, as if it was not a person who had just fallen, but a brute.

Hua Xiaobao was lying on the ground like a dead dog, panting heavily, and his sharp and cold eyes flashed to tell the outside world a message: I, Hua Xiaobao, am very angry.

Later, Hua Xiaobao's psychological activities should be added again: The consequences are very strict.

Hua Xiaobao also has a reason to be angry, he is also a rich boy, pampered since he was a child, black and white are all-encompassing, only Lao Tzu bullies others, and others want to bully Lao Tzu, no way. Yesterday, he was repaired by Li Erdan, a ruffian from the mainland, and today, my mother was bullied by a gringo. We have nothing to say about being repaired by Li Erdan, because the backstage is hard, and they all go to the power center of the South China Sea in the capital, but being repaired by a gringo who came out of nowhere, my brother can't swallow this breath, he can't swallow this breath. There was once a Mikuni who beat up HK people on the subway, and there were many onlookers, but none of them went up to help. When the elder brother learned the news, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation, and found this Ah Sanguo's deflated three by his own way, and broke one of his two dog legs.

Well, Hua Xiaobao's spirit of not worshipping yang and not flattering is worthy of praise. It's just that he is now facing a gold-belted Western boxing master, and the knives have been removed, can he still toss the magic horse wind Lang?

Hua Xiaobao likes to carry a gun on his body, although it is illegal, he doesn't care. HK is a paradise of black arms, and a thousand pistols can be bought. If you don't have a gun on you, you're embarrassed to say that you're black, and you'll be looked down upon by your peers.

At this moment, Hua Xiaobao was lying on the ground in the posture of eating, his bones hurt terribly, his face was hideous, and he once again reached into his arms, and there was no knife in his pocket, only a revolver.

Frank was playing with the butterfly knife, and he really didn't notice Hua Xiaobao's movements. But there was one person who saw it, Frank's cousin Kevin Sheng.

Sheng Kaiwen blocked the way slightly, didn't let her go, and was very shameless to have a glass of wine with her. Suddenly, he glanced casually and found that the guy who had been beaten down by his cousin had pulled out a black object from his arms, which resembled a gun.

Sheng Kaiwen was startled and shouted to his cousin: "Frank, be careful that he has a gun in his hand!" ”

"Shot the gringo next door with a gun." Wang Siyuan scolded loudly, at this moment he had already rushed to Sheng Kaiwen's side, the purpose was to help Wei Wei get rid of Sheng Kaiwen's entanglement.

As soon as Sheng Kaiwen's words fell, Wang Siyuan smashed an iron fist into Sheng Kaiwen's face with full force.

Sheng Kaiwen put all his thoughts on his cousin, and Hua Xiaobao, who had already started to move with a gun, didn't notice Wang Siyuan's fist at all, even if he saw it, he couldn't make evasive moves in such a short time, because he didn't know martial arts, he was just tall and had some brute strength.