Kill Matt young man where do you care if Boss Wang is dead or alive, he pounced on Luo Xue, like a pig arching cabbage, a stinky mouth came to Luo Xue, red. Bare. Eating tofu openly on the bare ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Shusheng and Mo Ping just walked out, and when they saw this formation, both of them were furious, and scolded in unison: "Hold the grass, what's the situation?" ”

Lao Li was already about to rush over, but Mo Ping stopped Lao Li and smiled indifferently, "Brother Scholar, give me a chance and let me be a hero!" ”

Li Shusheng knew this, patted Mo Ping on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Take it easy, don't kill people!" ”

The corners of Mo Ping's mouth showed a cold smile, he stepped forward quickly, clenched his fists, and dodged to the position of the emperor.

Those thugs may have come to New Territories Street for the first time, and they didn't know the two big names of the Flying Car Troupe, and when they saw Mo Ping coming angrily, one of the red-haired young men pointed at Mo Ping and shouted, "You him. Mom wants to be nosy......"

Before the "thing" could be spoken, Mo Ping grabbed the finger of the red-haired young man with his hand, and folded it downward, "clicking" the finger of the red-haired young man was suddenly fractured!

"Ahh With a tragic scream, the red-haired young man had not come back to his senses, Mo Ping jumped up from the ground, flew out of the air, and kicked the red-haired young man in the chest, and the red-haired young man was kicked and hit on the table next to him.

"Smack!"

The wooden table was smashed down and scattered by the body of the red-haired young man, and the red-haired young man lay between the pile of broken wooden pieces, grinning, lying on the ground and rolling on the ground, screaming like a pig.

Mo Ping didn't pay attention to it at all, stepped forward, shot his bow left and right at the two gangsters who rushed over, and punched out, hitting the bridge of the nose of the young man with a cockscomb hairstyle on the right, and suddenly the bridge of his nose collapsed, and the nosebleed gushed out, and the young man with the cockscomb head screamed "Wow".

The pigtailed young man on the left had already been kicked in the chin by Mo Ping's high leg, his body turned backwards, his body hit the rotating stool hard, his cervical vertebrae slammed on the edge of the stool, his jaw shifted, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

Three punches and two kicks knocked down the little gangster who killed Matt's young man's entourage, Mo Ping's face showed a cold smile, the young man who killed Matt naturally came back to his senses, seeing that Mo Ping was merciless, he was a little afraid in his heart, and shouted at Mo Ping: "******, are you tired of living?" Do you know who the master is? ”

Maupin didn't say a word,. picked up a bottle of beer on the table, just like the young man who killed Matt and smashed the boss Wang, he concocted it in the same way, picked up the wine bottle, and smashed it on the head of the young man who killed Matt.

The beer bottle shattered, the glass flew apart, and blood gushed from between the Kill Matt hairstyles on the head of the young man who killed Matt, and Mo Ping stepped forward, and without waiting for him to come back to his senses, he grabbed the shoulder of the young man who killed Matt, and raised his knees and feet to put them on the chest of the young man who killed Matt.

The young man who killed Matt had been beaten like this, and foamed at the mouth when he spit out, Mo Ping raised his hand and "snapped" and squeezed it on the cheek of the young man who killed Matt, and his elbow slammed heavily on his back.

The young man who killed Matt didn't hum, the dog gnawed on the ground in front of him, knocked out a few front teeth, Mo Ping raised a foot and stepped on the back of the neck of the young man who killed Matt, and then squatted down slightly, grabbed the hair of the young man who killed Matt with one hand, pulled his head up heavily, and slammed it on the ground again, and so on more than ten times.

He scolded while knocking: "Little b cub, you listen to Lao Tzu, this is the territory of the flying car group, you don't inquire about itchy skin, dare to make trouble here, Lao Tzu beat your grandma to the point where you don't know!" ”

Li Shusheng had already come over and said to Mo Ping: "Ah Ping, it's almost enough, let them get out!" ”

Mo Ping pulled up the young man who killed Matt, clenched his fists, punched out, knocked the young man who killed Matt out, and roared: "Get out!" ”

These young people naturally couldn't twist their thighs with their arms, and when they saw that Mo Ping let them go, they had already crawled and ran out of the Qingying Bar.

Mo Ping turned around, raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, approached Luo Xue's side, and asked softly with concern, "Xiaoxue beauty, are you okay?" ”

Luo Xue was so frightened that her face was as pale as paper, but at a critical moment, when she saw Mo Ping rushing over, she drove away these little gangsters who wanted to violate her in the blink of an eye, her face was already bloody, and she said gratefully: "It's okay, thank you!" ”

Mo Ping was fanatical in his heart, and expressed satisfaction with his shot, and Li Shusheng was also extremely cooperative, and did not steal Mo Ping's limelight at all, he was also the most righteous point as a brother, since Mo Ping liked Luo Xue, he tried to retreat. Maybe it can really make a beautiful marriage!

"Xiaoxue, I'm really embarrassed, my brother originally brought you to the bar to be happy, but who knows, encountering this kind of little miscellaneous hair has disturbed your interest." Li Shusheng sat down habitually, leaned back on the soft sofa, and apologized.

For this kind of beating, he is too common, and it will not affect his interest at all. It's Luo Xue, I don't know what her taste is, if she has never encountered this kind of thing before, she has experienced such an incident, I am afraid that she will not be in the mood to drink anymore.

However, Luo Xue smiled calmly, "It seems that Brother Scholar, this brother, is not an ordinary person!" ”

"Hehe, that's of course, those who can associate with me Li Shusheng are all big people." Lao Li saw that there was an opportunity to brag, and he also blew it to Mo Ping by the way, "You also saw it, my brother saw you being bullied by the thugs, so he rushed over desperately, with three punches and two kicks, and leveled!" ”

"This handsome guy is called 'Maupin', right?" Luo Xue glanced at Mo Ping a few times and asked with a smile.

Mo Ping hurriedly said: "Yes, with me, there is no injustice in the world." Hey hey ......"

Boss Wang, supported by the bar boy, struggled up, smashed his head on the head, and walked slowly. He bowed slightly and said gratefully: "Brother Scholar, Brother Ping, thank you two, I really can't imagine what the result would be if you weren't here tonight, don't say anything else, you have a good time tonight, everything is my treat!" ”

Lao Li rolled his eyes and pondered for a moment, "Lao Wang, polite words, don't say much, whatever you want, send a few bottles of good wine!" ”

Mo Ping smiled, "Rafi or something, it's okay, we don't ask for much!" ”

Boss Wang hesitated a little, and said with a smile: "Two big brothers, please wait a while, I will send someone to arrange it." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, whispered a few words to the bartender next to him, and took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to the bartender.

The bartender took the key and trotted away.

After a while, the bartender was holding a box of wine that looked like the box was a little damaged.

Boss Wang smiled, "Martell, Brother Scholar, Brother Ping, please smile and drink slowly!" ”

"Martell?" Li Shusheng and Mo Ping both straightened up and showed a look of surprise, and the application was much more surprising than the eighty-two years Lafei that Lao Wang gave them.

Martell (Martell began in 1715, the French Pernod Ricard Group) The name "Martell" has a long history, dating back to the early 18th century.

In 1715, at the age of 20, Jean Martell came to Cognac from Jersey to establish the oldest cognac distillery in today's world. Since then, Martell Cognac has begun its long journey to every corner of the world, gradually becoming a valuable brand of foreign wines in the world.