Chapter 3 Fighting is one-to-many

"What nonsense are you singing? I'll let you sing something good, let a few of our brothers listen to a little song that you can be happy with, you can't sing it? Don't know what to sing we will be happy about? Come to the little widow Sichun. No? Then you sing me an eighteen touches? Won't it? This won't be and that won't, so what do you sing? Tell the young master, what is your name, how old are you, and are you looking for your in-laws? ”

"Young master, young master, we won't sing, we'll stop singing." The old man saw that the young man had bad intentions, and hurriedly took the girl and was about to leave.

"Stop! The young master asked you to sing for your face, don't you want to leave if you give your face? I think any of you dare to go? I'm going to put my words here today, without my consent, you two just need to walk out of this door, which leg do you step out, which leg do I discount? The white-faced young man's face changed instantly.

Several people at the same table coaxed, "Little sister, hurry up and accompany Young Master Tong and say a few nice words." Later, obediently go home with Young Master Tong, and sing a church meeting for him alone at home, and he will spare you as soon as he is happy. ”

"Yes, yes, I will serve Young Master Tong well at night. Serve him happily, and if you leak a couple of money between your fingers, you will have your dowry money! ”

The little girl shrank back in fright, and the old man protected her tightly, like an old hen guarding her chicks. Looking at the nervous appearance of the old and the young, this table of playboys slapped the table and laughed happily.

This is a group of idle and boring sons and brothers who came out to flirt with women from good families, and Ren Laifeng didn't bother to look at it anymore. There is nothing in the world, if he is not used to everything he encounters, he has to come forward to take care of it, then he is not doing the right thing?

However, just because you don't care about it doesn't mean that others don't care about it. Just as the young master called Tong got up and left his seat and walked towards the father and daughter with an evil smile, he heard a tiger roar, and a strong man stood up across a few tables!

Seeing that this person is at least 1.85 meters tall, his dark face is full of muscles, especially the two eyebrows are particularly different. No matter what shape other people's eyebrows are, they are one on one side, and this one has two eyebrows connected into one. In fact, it is not completely connected, but when the hairs in the middle of the eyebrows are a little heavy, it looks as if they are connected together. One word crossbrow!

This strong man with a single eyebrow jumped up like a reckless Zhang Fei who was born out of nowhere, and walked up to the evil young man with a surprised face in a few strides. Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Young Master Tong's neck, "Bastard, you dare to flirt with women?" As he spoke, he slammed his fist in front of everyone and threw a punch in the stomach of Young Master Tong!

This punch went down, and Young Master Tong screamed "oh", and he lay on the ground with his stomach in his arms and opened it. After the evil young people present woke up, they immediately took the case, and one of them pointed at the big black man with his hand, "Big black bull, you dare to hit someone?" Young masters usually ignore you, you still kick your nose in the face, don't you? Go outside and call the patrol, since the big black bull doesn't know what to do, let him reason with the patrol! ”

"Yes!" "Good!" "I'm going to call someone!" The wicked young men agreed in a hurry, and a few people left the table and went to the door.

"Hey, a few brothers, a few brothers, extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire. How old is it, worthy of such a big fire? "Ren Laifeng came forward. He kind of likes this big black bull who is impulsive and has a strong sense of justice.

"Who are you? Who is your brother? Do you want to say good things for the big black bull? ”

Ren Laifeng nodded. Several evil young men hesitated for a moment and looked at the beaten Young Master Tong. Those who do less evil, especially those who are young in these years, must have eyesight. Otherwise, if you accidentally provoke someone you can't afford to provoke, it will be a disaster to lose your head!

As soon as Ren Laifeng stood up, the evil young people knew that this was not a good stubble. Have the heart to back down, the leader of them was beaten. Therefore, how to solve this matter depends on Young Master Tong, who calls people victims?

"Which hand of the big black bull hit me, chop off which hand of him is over!" Young Master Tong covered his stomach and glared at the big black bull viciously. The evil young people collectively breathed a sigh of relief, and Young Master Tong mentioned this condition, that is, he planned to calm things down. Otherwise, he could have called the patrol first. As for chopping hands, it's just a pretext, as long as the other party says a few soft words or bargains or something, the matter will be over.

That's what they think, the big black bull doesn't know, and Ren Laifeng doesn't know. When the battalion commander heard it, you want to chop off the people I like? Don't say it's a few of you boys, even if your adults come, you can't do this! Ren Laifeng was unhappy, and his face was pulled down.

However, before he could say anything, the big black bull was annoyed again, "You want to chop off my hands?" Then I'll slaughter you boys first! "This guy danced his arms and jumped past. Ren Laifeng simply continued to sit down and watch the excitement. One is a reckless boy, and the other is a bad boy, let's see which of them can beat whom.

The big black bull has a lot of strength and a big size, but he has brute force, this guy has never practiced martial arts, and he fights by brute force. Of course, the evil young people have never practiced martial arts, but since they are evil young people, they must all be young people. Four or five young men slammed into the fire, each copying the bench against the big black bull.

"Jingle Bell! Jingling! A few people threw the bench around, and the diners fled everywhere for fear of harming the pond fish, and after a while, the bun shop on the first floor was smashed beyond recognition. The place where Ren Laifeng and Huang Tian sat was not affected, whether it was the big black bull or the evil young gang, the two warring sides seemed to be deliberately avoiding Ren Laifeng and Huang Tian's table.

There was a jingle over there, Ren Laifeng and Huang Tian were still talking and laughing eating steamed buns and drinking soup, and the two of them were like watching a one-to-many fighting reality show for free.

"Doodoooo The whistle sounded, followed by a team of devil soldiers at the gate! The devil shook the rifle of the bayonet with Ming Huang, and when he entered the house, he blocked everyone! Now everyone is honest, the evil boys don't fight, the big black bull doesn't fight anymore, and they look at each other one by one, and their faces become extremely ugly.

After the devil soldiers came in, they were followed by a Japanese officer with a command knife on his shoulder, and Ren Laifeng looked at the rank and was a second lieutenant.

"Hey, why fight?" The devil lieutenant speaks Chinese quite fluently.

"Taijun, it was he who made the first move, and he was the first to hit people." The young master named Tong covered his face and pointed at the big black bull, and the two devils immediately aimed their bayonets at the big man.

The big black bull stood there stupidly, "It's not me, it's not me." The big black bull waved his hand again and again, but the devil's bayonet was closer to him.

"And him!" I don't know what illness that Young Master Tong has committed, and suddenly pointed his finger at Ren Laifeng!