Ma Ziming smiled slightly: "Thank you brothers." ”

Yan Ge was stunned in place, he was stupid at the moment when he was arrogant, they were dumplings made by each other, and more than fifty big men blocked the door.

"Brother Yan just said who he wanted to remove two arms." Ma Zi asked knowingly.

Yan Ge swallowed his saliva and pointed at Ma Ziming with his finger, "You group of mud legs, how about unloading your arms!" ”

Before Ma Ziming could speak, Fu Biao stepped forward with an arrow.

"Smack!" directly gave Yan Ge a slap, and Fu Biao said in a rough voice, "Who do you say is muddy!" ”

Yan Ge picked up the bench and smashed it on Fu Biao's head.

"Bang!" The bench smashed firmly on Fu Biao's head.

Ma Ziming ran over and kicked Yan Ge away.

"Coax!" The moment Yan Ge was kicked away, a battle in which less won more, pretending to be forced to find death, began.

The two sides quickly entered the melee, and Haonan, White Face, Mouse, Li Yuanjia and others led more than fifty big men outside the door and quickly rushed in

Yan Ge and more than 20 other big men were quickly wrapped into dumpling fillings.

Ma Ziming, Huang Lin, and Fu Biao took turns beating Yan Ge, and Yan Ge lay on the ground and kept rolling like a donkey.

The combat effectiveness of the remaining 20 or so big men was obviously inferior to that of the other side, and they were either beaten or beaten, and the bald head was the worst, and three teeth had already been knocked out.

"Ma Ziming, lie down Nima." Yan Ge endured the pain in his body and was quick for a while.

"Fuck you." Ma Ziming stepped on Yan Ge's face, "Try scolding again." ”

"I..." Before Yan Ge could say the second word, Ma Ziming kicked him in the mouth.

"Phew!" Yan Ge spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahh

The battle, which ended with more wins and fewer wins, ended quickly.

More than two dozen big men with blue noses and swollen faces squatted in the corner of the wall, and none of them dared to raise their heads.

Yan Ge was picked up and slipped by the wall.

Fu Biao and Huang Lin beat Yan Ge like punching sandbags.

"You can't!" Huang Lin sneered and said with a smile.

"Who's got the big fist, you say?" Fu Biao stared at Yan Ge who was beaten into a pig's head viciously.

Yan Ge raised his head weakly, took a deep breath, and had no strength to speak.

Fu Biao is about to punch again.

"Stop!" Ma Ziming stretched out his hand to stop Fu Biao, "It's almost enough." ”

Fu Biao threw Yan Ge to the ground, Yan Ge collapsed directly on the ground, and pointed at Ma Ziming with his finger, "You!" ”

Ma Ziming walked over and squatted in front of Yan Ge, and gently pressed Yan Ge's fingers with his hand, "Save it, save you!" ”

Yan Ge was lying on the ground, his whole body was messy, either footprints or fists.

Ma Ziming grabbed Yan Ge's collar and said, "I'm waiting for you to unload my two arms." Suddenly, his face became hideous, and he stared at Yan Ge viciously: "Now take your people and get out." ”

Ma Ziming stood up and yelled, "Get out..."

The echo echoed throughout the corridor, and the twenty big men squatting on the ground were each trembling with fright.

Soon, more than 20 big men with blue noses and swollen faces dragged Yan Ge out of the KTV in embarrassment.

It doesn't matter if you go out, how do you know that after such a while, the group of drivers around the train station are all around, the driver has no other benefits, he just loves to watch the excitement, Yan Ge can't wait to find a hole to get into at the moment, this person is a big loss.

"Yan Ge, a dignified figure in the ancient city, was beaten into a pig's head," a driver pointed at Yan Ge and fell down.

Yan Ge felt aggrieved in his heart, but at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to cover his face with his hands.

"Look, this group of guys who usually bully the soft and are afraid of the hard have encountered hard stubble!" Another driver counts down.

"Look at your paralysis! Eyeballs are gouged out for you. The bald man with a bloody face yelled at the onlookers.

"Don't bite! Whoever beats you, you bite whom! A small driver cat said mockingly in the crowd.

The bald head just wanted to speak, but Fu Biao stood at the door and shouted: "What are you talking about, dead bald!" ”

The bald head was so frightened that he ran away with his tail between his legs.

"Hahaha..." the drivers let out a burst of laughter.

Ma Ziming walked out of the KTV with a smile.

"Yo! Isn't this a pony? An elderly black car driver said.

"Alas! What a pony. Wang Cong looked at Ma Ziming.

"Hey! Brother Cong! Ma Ziming Wang Cong greeted him.

The drivers immediately surrounded him, and the old driver, who had not spoken for many years, was now as close as a brother.

"Why, pony, you've taken this place down." Wang Cong asked.

"Hey, hey! Thank you Brother Cong! Ma Ziming took out a cigarette case and handed it to Wang Cong.

Wang Cong took the cigarette case and looked at Ma Ziming, "You kid, okay!" ”

"Pony, that helped us out of our bad breath today, that Yan Ge bullied us a lot before the train station." An elderly driver hurriedly said.

"Yes! Last time, Wang's car was smashed by them. Another fat driver responded.

"Well played!" Wang Cong took a firm stance: "This scum should be beaten." ”

"It's time to fight!" The elderly driver responded.

Ma Ziming clasped his hands, "Everyone, let's talk again when we have time, I will take this opportunity to pack up the KTV today and open in two days, and I hope everyone will have more cheers at that time." ”

"Alas!" Wang Cong glanced at Ma Ziming and said unhappily: "You kid, this is not interesting enough!" ”

Ma Ziming was stunned: "Why is it not interesting enough." ”

"Just go and do your own work!" Wang Cong glared at Ma Ziming: "We big guys can watch it!" ”

"Pony, you're wrong, you're looking down on our big guy!" The old driver said with a puff of dry cigarette.

"Good!" Ma Ziming immediately understood that this group of driver friends was coming to help clean up, "Then I'm welcome, everyone is free to come over and help me." ”

"That's right." The drivers immediately took the guy's guy and the guy when he spoke.

After a while, the whole KTV was busy, and the KTV with less than two floors was very lively.

Everyone gathered firewood and the flame was high, and after an afternoon of work, everyone was busy in the KTV, tired to sit on the ground and smoke cigarettes, thirsty to find a place to drink water by themselves.

At night, the whole KTV was cleaned up quietly, and everyone worked together to throw the last big KTV sign to the ground.

"Bang!" The huge KTV brand fell heavily to the ground, which means that the former KTV is over, and a big era belonging to Ma Ziming is about to begin.

Everyone who had been busy all afternoon was in the cool at the entrance of KTV.

Ma Ziming stood outside the door and shouted loudly: "Brothers, you have worked hard this afternoon, everyone will go to Ning'an Mansion in a while, and I, Ma Ziming, have a treat." ”

"If you have any wine, you'll have a treat!" One driver quipped.

"Hahaha..." everyone laughed in unison.

"If you have enough wine, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand up." Ma Ziming said with a smile.

Everyone was not hypocritical, and Ma Ziming said that everyone did not refuse to invite guests.

Each car of the drivers present was full of people, and everyone chatted happily in the car.