Li Shusheng scolded and scolded, how could he ignore the fact that his brothers were in trouble, and the Flying Car Regiment was founded by him in the final analysis, how could he watch the Long-haired Party act recklessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis kind of taste is really a bit of a beautiful daughter-in-law who is coveted and has a feeling of tarnishing and plotting against her.

Thinking that he Li Shusheng was mixed in the rivers and lakes, He Cun had suffered such a dumb loss, so he immediately hung up Mo Ping's phone and flew to Qingying Bar quickly.

Inna Bar, located in the most prosperous area of New Territories Street, is the object of protection fees collected by the Flying Troupe, and the Innami Bar is covered by the Flying Troupe, so that the Innami Bar can operate smoothly. Even if there are occasional drunken gangsters, as long as they report the name of the flying car group, the cow ghosts, snakes and gods, retreat.

The night was slightly drunk, but the Pure Shadow Bar was brightly lit, with piercing disco stereos, noisy scenes, and those singing artists roaring desperately. Under the flickering lights, those idle handsome men and women shook their heads, twisted their waists, and immersed themselves on the dance floor.

Occasionally, the body collides and rubs, rippling a trace of ripples in the heart lake, which is a kind of heart-warming beauty, especially for those lewd men who take the opportunity to rub oil, they like this kind of dance floor, and touch the beautiful buttocks of women in short skirts and low-cut suspenders, and the warm current of electric shock makes them more and more crazy.

Li Shusheng paced into the Qingying Bar and looked left and right for a while, "Brother Scholar, here!" Mo Ping had already occupied the wine table and greeted him from a distance, although he couldn't hear what he was saying in the noisy bar, Li Shusheng walked straight to where Mo Ping was.

"Hey, didn't you say the long-haired party is here to make trouble? I think just a few of you are drinking flowers in the bar! Li Shusheng glanced at Mo Ping a few times, and his body was already sitting on the soft backrest sofa, slumped on the sofa.

Mo Ping handed over a bottle of cold beer and said with a smile: "Brother Scholar, come, take a sip of cold beer!" ”

"Dang!"

The cold beer bottles collided together, Li Shusheng took a big sip of beer, then grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the table, took a cigarette, lit it, and leisurely spit out the smoke ring.

"Brother Scholar, don't you know, the group of maggots in the Long-haired Party have a big enough appetite and have annexed a few small gangs, and they are bold, and they dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and the idea of beating off the car group is coming, what should I do if you say a word?"

Mo Ping complained angrily, hating his teeth, if the long-haired party dared to invade, it would inevitably break the net and fight to the end.

Li Shusheng leaned back on the sofa, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled white smoke rings. With an indescribable expression in his condensed eyes, he is a simple yet complex character who can be both drizzling and stormy.

A melody without notes aptly interprets Li Shusheng's character. One second it may be sunny, but the next it may be cloudy.

Mo Ping didn't continue to ask, he had known the boss all these years, and from his expression, he could already see that he was angry.

"Idle people, wait for the to get out of here!" There was a cacophonic sound, and the music was cut off alive, followed by a roar that roared at the guests of the Shadow Bar.

The crowd, who was still immersed in the sound of dogs and horses, and the drunken gold fan, suddenly became agitated. Because from the Qingying Bar, Huo Ran walked a group of men in black suits, sunglasses, and long hair hanging down their shoulders.

They were armed with sticks and instruments, some with machetes, some with baseball bats, and the group was like demons descending from the sky.

Mo Ping looked at the fleeing guests, frowned, looked at Li Shusheng again, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Shusheng, do you want to call the police?" ”

Li Shusheng smiled coldly, "Ah Ping, do you think it's useful for people to climb on your head to and pee, and call the police?" ”

Mo Ping clenched his fists, stood up resolutely, and beckoned to several of the flying car group subordinates on the side, "Go. He. Uncle's! ”

"Ah Ping, sit down, what impulsive!" Li Shusheng let out a low voice, Mo Ping stopped, and sat back on the sofa angrily, "Boss, look at that arrogant bear, I really want to kill him!" ”

The owner of the Inna Bar is surnamed Wang, a middle-aged man of medium height, who saw a group of people pouring into the Innami Bar to expel and scare away the originally bright and crowded customers.

Seeing that the guests were running away as if they were ghosts, this made Lao Wang's heart ache, and he didn't care whether the other party was a long-haired party or a bald party, he hurriedly rushed over, and said with a smile on his face: "Brothers, come to the shop, what are your instructions?" Even though I was instructed to need a girl to accompany me or something, I immediately arranged ......"

"Arrange your mother's match!" The person who came couldn't help but say, raised his hand and slapped Lao Wang's chubby cheek, and suddenly a red, swollen and clear slap mark appeared on Lao Wang's face, and there was a hot stinging pain.

Boss Wang was stunned, but he was also a person who had seen some of the world, and immediately shouted: "You...... You guys...... Are you here to make trouble? Do you know who is in the Shadow Bar? ”

"Smack!" Another crisp slap slapped on Lao Wang's cheeks, "Phew, I don't care who the is covering, from today onwards, Qingying Bar is the head of the long-haired party, remember!" ”

As he spoke, the long-haired man raised his hand and patted Lao Wang's cheek, looking domineering.

Lao Wang's teeth were knocked out by the long-haired man, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "Qingying Bar is covered by a flying car, you have something to find Brother Scholar......

"! You really don't have a fucking long memory, what a bullshit flying group, remember, long-haired ......" The long-haired man put his foot on Lao Wang's little belly, and the fat old Wang flew out like an arrow off the string, crashed into the bar, and hit his head on the hard marble brick corner, bleeding blood.

The long-haired man was scolding and wanted to raise his feet and kick a few feet at the old king who was howling endlessly.

Suddenly, a tall wooden stool smashed into the air, and the long-haired man couldn't dodge it, raising his arm to block.

"Click!"

The sturdy wooden bench was scattered, the wood was scattered on the ground, and the long-haired man clutched his dislocated arm and wailed.

A figure stepped forward, hunched slightly, grabbed the leg wood of the stilted wooden bench scattered on the ground, and whipped it at the waist of the long-haired man.

The long-haired man felt a hot stinging pain in his abdomen, and before he could react, the wood slapped at his knee again.

"Click!" The sound of bones shattering, the hairy man let out a terrible howl like killing a pig, and fell to his knees. The trembling of the chaff all over his body, and the beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a large hand grabbed him by the collar, dragged his body, and slammed into the large wooden table next to him.

"Quack!"

The long-haired man's head pierced through the plank, and one head sank under the wooden table, with a splitting headache, and this was not over, he was pulled out of the hole in the plank again, and then there was a "bang", and his head was knocked in, and there was no respite at all.