Chapter 32: Unbearable
Qian Fubin, who was in a rage, was planning to show his masculinity, after all, he was embarrassed in front of his girlfriend around him, and he felt a little unbearable!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Qian Fubin scolded, several men watching the scene on the side rushed up directly, picked up the guy in his hand and was about to do it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Qian Fubin didn't expect that the other party didn't give him a chance to show his prestige at all, seeing that he was about to be cleaned up, he hurriedly shrank back and said in a loud voice: "Hey...... Don't, don't do it, there's something to say! β
Regardless of the reason, a few strong men watching the scene saw Qian Fubin soften, and scolded even more majestically: "What the are you little rabbit cub running here to pretend to be an uncle!" Hurry up and settle the score! β
Qian Fubin's face was even more ugly, and when he saw Fu Linlin and several other girls on the side, they all stared at him in surprise, and his face turned pale, it was too embarrassing!
The few brothers he brought with him also looked at them in fright, hoping that they couldn't count on them!
"Brother, where are you tiger brothers? Let him come out and see me! Qian Fubin straightened his collar, shook his shoulders, and said in a deep voice with an extremely domineering appearance.
The fat man at the head looked Qian Fubin up and down, and then said suspiciously: "Yo? Meet Brother Tiger? I said, how dare you kid pretend to be an uncle here! β
"Go, go upstairs and ask Brother Tiger to come down and take a look! Little brother, what's the matter? Flipping the table and smashing the store! Seeing that Qian Fubin might know his eldest brother, he stepped forward two steps, patted Qian Fubin's shoulder, took out a cigarette, and handed one over.
"What the hell...... Drink some wine here, you **** waiter dare to fix me! Look at the one that broke me! While speaking, Qian Fubin pointed to the injured cheekbone on his face and said angrily.
Twisting his body and putting one hand on the back of the chair, Zhao Ling looked at Qian Fubin with a smile! Unexpectedly, this kid is not only a rich second generation, but also acquaintances with these gangsters and gangs outside, no wonder he is so arrogant.
I was tilting my head to look at it, and a man came down the stairs, wearing a vest, with a golden necklace around his neck, the thickness of a little finger, and the fat on his face and chin were hanging in a string, which was very funny.
However, on the man's fat forehead, there were three unusually clear forehead lines, his eyes were very sharp, and he muttered while shaking his body: "Who?" It's such a big shelf, you have to tell me to come down! β
As he was talking, Qian Fubin turned around and waved his hand at the fat man: "Brother Tiger, it's me...... Come to your place for a drink, and have a misunderstanding with your brothers! β
The fat man grinned and quipped, "Hmm...... It turned out to be Brother Fubin, what's wrong? Face let the donkey kick? How do you drum such a big bag? β
Originally, I wanted to use this tiger brother to support the faΓ§ade and get back some face, but who would have thought that the other party would make fun of himself and make fun of him.
Qian Fubin frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but Mo Ke'er on the side covered his mouth and couldn't help giggling.
"That fat man is so funny! It's bullshit, it's really like ......" Mo Ke'er lay beside Zhao Ling and said with a giggle.
Zhao Ling, who was sitting sideways, also pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the expression on Qian Fubin's face playfully.
Qian Fubin, who was already about to be annoyed and angry, turned around, and saw that Zhao Ling and Mo Ke'er were also laughing at him on the side, and his eyes widened angrily: "Laugh, laugh at your mother, you laugh!" Stupid x, looking for death? β
Although Mo Keer was also laughing at herself, Qian Fubin knew very well that this simple stupid girl still didn't dare to provoke her and scold her! He had some scruples about Mo Keer, however, Zhao Ling, who was sitting on the side, was a poor sour boy, and he seemed to be a good bully, he mocked him so much, he didn't even dare to let out a fart.
Picking soft persimmons to pinch to Liwei, this is the habit of most people. Qian Fubin was no exception, seeing Zhao Ling laughing at himself, he slapped the table, picked up the wine bottle and pointed at Zhao Ling's nose and scolded.
Zhao Ling, who was pursing his lips and smiling, got up suddenly without warning, and after breaking the wine bottle with a click, he slapped his hand and slapped it on Qian Fubin's face.
Unexpectedly, none of the people present expected that Zhao Ling's move would be so swift and so crisp, and he suddenly got up and started to do it when he was laughing and groaning a moment ago, and it was still so neat and tidy.
A slap was knocked to the ground by Zhao Ling, Qian Fubin covered his face, and stared at Zhao Ling in astonishment: "I...... Grass / You, you dare to hit me! β
Zhao Ling's face was cold, and after raising his hand and pulling the chair to the side, he stepped forward violently, and kicked his right foot hard at Qian Fubin's face.
Brother Tiger is still a few meters away from Zhao Ling's side, and it is too late to stop it! kicked directly on Qian Fubin's mouth, and at that moment, his teeth and lips collided together, and blood flowed down his lips.
"Hmm...... I ......" Qian Fubin wanted to scold, but when he saw Zhao Ling glaring at him viciously, he closed his mouth, crawled under the table, and stood up from the other side.
Qian Fubin, who looked embarrassed, raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Ling: "What the hell are you doing...... You kid dare to hit me! β
Zhao Ling smiled disdainfully, raised his eyebrows indifferently and said, "You continue to scold...... If you dare to continue scolding, Lao Tzu will continue to beat you! β
Brother Hu's face sank, he strode up, and slapped Zhao Ling's head with his hand: "You beat my brother in front of Lao Tzu?" β
However, seeing that this fan-like slap was about to slap Zhao Ling's face, Zhao Ling took a sideways step, flashed slightly, and rushed over to meet Brother Tiger!
grabbed the chain-like necklace on Brother Tiger's neck with one hand, Zhao Ling twisted violently, and the chain strangled Brother Tiger's neck at the moment.
Syllable...... A knee hit followed, and it hit Brother Tiger's lower abdomen hard.
"What's wrong with beating your brother?" Zhao Ling squinted his eyes, pulled Brother Tiger's fat body, slammed it in front of him, looked at Brother Tiger's eyes, and asked in a deep voice.
"I ...... Brother, if you have something to say, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth! His face was flushed, and Brother Hu hurriedly said, but his throat was stuck, and his voice changed when he spoke, and he spoke softly, like his father-in-law in the ancient palace, which sounded weird!
The few brothers who were originally standing behind Brother Tiger and watching the excitement, saw that his eldest brother was beaten, and the young man closest to Zhao Ling picked up the sharp knife more than half a meter long in his hand and stabbed Zhao Ling in the back!
It happened that Zhao Ling turned sideways, and the afterglow swept to this scene, and with a sharp probe with his left hand, Zhao Ling directly grasped the blade of the sharp knife, and while twisting it hard, he turned slightly sideways and kicked it hard. Almost at the same time, the gravity technique was doubled, and with this unexpected kick, the young man who rushed up was as if he had been hit by a cannonball, and flew out of the air.
The sharp knife that stabbed was still tightly held in Zhao Ling's hand. With a backhand buckle, the left hand holding the blade shook violently, and stabbed towards Brother Tiger's right eye!
The left hand holding the blade, the blade and the handle above the tiger's mouth are still nearly thirty centimeters, and the length of the tip of the knife below is only four or five centimeters, but ...... Piercing Brother Hu's eyes like this, Brother Hu, who was frightened, screamed in shock, and hurriedly leaned back, wanting to dodge this swift knife.
As if time suddenly stood still, the tip of the knife was only a few millimeters away from Brother Tiger's left eye, and suddenly stopped, blinking slightly, Brother Tiger seemed to be able to feel that his eyelashes touched the tip of the knife that was shining with cold light, shocking!
Zhao Ling held the left hand at the blade, and the blood slowly dripped from the blade, and finally at the tip of the knife, it gathered into a drop of blood that shook and was about to fall, swaying slightly in front of Brother Hu's right eye......