Chapter 231: War in the Cafeteria

Maybe he was already provoked, Wang Wen's words were like a flame, quickly igniting the entire canteen, and a strong smell of gunpowder could be smelled everywhere!

The doctors, who had been sitting and watching the excitement, threw down what they were holding and gathered towards the place where the fight was fighting. Among them, there are doctors with technical surnames, and there are hospitals with non-technical departments.

Gradually, the doctors were gradually divided into two camps, one was the doctor of the technical department headed by Wang Wen, and the other was the doctor of the non-technical department headed by Zhang Haiyang.

In terms of numbers, doctors from departments with technical surnames have the upper hand, and there are fewer people from departments with non-technical surnames. This is also related to the fact that the doctors in the technical department are too busy and have no time to go home for dinner, while the doctors in the non-technical department are too idle and have time to go home for dinner.

"You're going to stand up for him?" Zhang Haiyang looked at Wang Wen fiercely and asked, pointing to Wang Xiang, who had been beaten earlier.

"Hehe, I don't know if I can get out, anyway, your fart, I don't feel good about it!" Wang Wen sneered and said, "Since you want to fight, then let's let go of the fight." Don't you look at us unpleasantly? In fact, we don't like you moths either. Today, let's see who is the moth in the central hospital! Brothers, call me~! ”

Wang Wen shouted and rushed forward first. And Wang Xiang, who was beaten just now, couldn't help it for a long time, and rushed towards Zhang Haiyang. Seeing that someone was rushing, and adding the ugly words that Zhang Haiyang said before, those who could hold back couldn't hold back anymore and rushed up.

The two groups immediately collided and began to scuffle.

The cafeteria was in a mess for a while. Chopsticks and spoons dance together, and rice bowls and plates fly together.

Those who can fight will see the moves, and those who can't fight will hug together and do sumo wrestling and wrestling.

"Ah~!" "Oh~!" "Roar~!"

"Grass mud horse!" "Nima!"

The clean and civilized people who usually wear white coats also began to scold the Three Character Sutra.

This is the Chinese characteristic group fight: while fighting, while scolding!

This is true of men and women, young and old, good people and ruffians. You can't suffer a loss in your body, and you must not suffer a loss in your mouth. This is called overwhelming others. When the Olympic Sanda competition is like this, they are all like this, shouting and babbling, but they can't scold people, there are referees watching on the side, and scolding is against the spirit of sportsmanship. And they are all people from different countries, even if they scold each other, they can't understand it, and if they scold, they will scold in vain!

It's different to fight in private, there are no rules, no referees, just personal skills and oral work. If you can fight, you will fight, and if you can't fight, you will have to squirt the blood of the other party's scolding, who the fuck wants to suffer?

Wang Wen, as a sharp knife, rushed to the forefront. And the person he wants to beat is naturally Zhang Haiyang, who kept abusing him before.

"Zhang Haiyang, today I will teach you a lesson for your parents!"

Because there are too many people, they are all crowded together when they rush, and it is basically impossible to play any routine at this time. So Wang Wen also fought with Zhang Haiyang, and after a stalemate for a while, everyone basically found the opponent, broke up, and the space was played, Wang Wen freed his hand, grabbed Zhang Haiyang's collar, directly threw the opponent to the ground, and then raised his foot and kicked the opponent's body.

"Let you be arrogant, let you scream a few times!"

Wang Wen took out a pot of seaweed soup from the side of the rice bowl and poured it directly on Zhang Haiyang's body. Maybe it was because the seaweed soup was very hot, and Zhang Haiyang was screaming when it was hot, but Wang Wen didn't stop and put the pot on Zhang Haiyang's head.

"Aren't you awesome? Aren't you the most cheerful to shout? Wang Wen stepped on the other party's stomach, took the pot off Zhang Haiyang's head, looked at the other party word by word and said, "Say, Zhang Haiyang is a moth, Zhang Haiyang is a fool!" ”

"You, grass, you ......!"

"Poof!"

Wang Wen was not polite when he heard this, he kicked at the other party's stomach again, and scolded while stepping on it, "Let you grass, let you grass!" ”

Just when Wang Wen was enjoying the fight, a person in the crowd flew up, Wang Wen didn't pay attention, and was directly thrown aside by the other party, and he didn't pay attention, and was tripped and fell to the ground by a person lying on the ground.

Wang Wending glanced at him, it turned out that it was Zhou Xiong who helped Zhang Haiyang before who pushed him just now. Wang Wen looked at the person on the ground, he was a fool from the propaganda department, Wang Wen kicked the other party away, and waved it at Zhou Xiong's head with the pot.

"Bang~!" The sound was very loud, and a large pit appeared at the bottom of the pot.

Although Zhou Xiong also dodged and blocked it with his hands, how could the human body withstand the stainless steel soup pot? was immediately fanned aside by Wang Wen.

Zhang Haiyang, who was knocked to the ground by Wang Wen before, also came to his senses, stood up from the ground, didn't know where to get two big rice spoons, and rushed towards Wang Wen.

Where would Wang Wen be afraid of the other party? Although the soup pot in my hand is out of my hand, there are many guys around me! He pulled a chair from the side and lifted it up, smashing it towards Zhang Haiyang, who rushed over. Zhang Haiyang had already seen it, and when Wang Wen threw it, he flashed to the side and easily dodged it. However, the person behind him was unlucky, hit in the back, and was directly smashed to the ground by the chair.

Just when Zhang Haiyang was dodging, Wang Wen had already rushed up. He's an expert at fighting, so how can he let the other party easily dodge it?

Therefore, Zhang Haiyang dodged the chair thrown out by Wang Wen, but did not dodge Wang Wen's kick, and directly kicked Zhang Haiyang's chest and kicked it far away.

"Grass and mud horses, whoever lies down and goes out today, whoever is fucking a bad seed!" Wang Wen scolded loudly, and accidentally saw Zhou Xiong holding a pot of braised pork ready to pour on Zhang Xianwei's body.

Wang Wen saw it and rushed over quickly, just like Zhou Xiong before, Wang Wen also pounced directly on Zhou Xiong's body this time, knocking the other party to the ground. As a result, a pot full of braised pork raised high was all poured on Zhou Xiong's own body, and some were scattered on the ground. A few people who were scuffling together on the side didn't pay attention, stepped on the fat and oil on the ground, and fell directly to the ground.

didn't have time to grab the chair, Wang Wen grabbed a handful of braised pork and touched the other party's face. The nostrils and eyes are the focus of attention.

A few more people next to him didn't pay attention, and their feet slipped, overwhelming Wang Wen. Fortunately, there was also a Zhou Xiong underneath Wang Wen as a cushion, so Wang Wen didn't feel pain.

Wang Wen didn't care whether it was friend or foe pressing on him, he turned over and pushed aside.

I don't know what fell into my mouth, Wang Wen chewed twice, sweet, fat but not greasy, and the entrance was soft and melting.

Today's braised pork is well done!

Zhou Xiong under him was writhing and struggling, Wang Wen directly fisted and slammed the opponent's head with a punch, directly knocking the opponent unconscious.

In a white coat he is a doctor, in a black coat he is a killer!

Wang Wen got up from Zhou Xiong's body, and now he has taken down two of them. Looking around, Zhang Xianwei was fighting with an archive room, which was a tie. Wang Wen walked over, grabbed the kid's neck from behind, and hit the glass window of the rice window.

"Click~!" The glass was shattered, Wang Wen did not stop there, but grabbed the other party's neck, pressed the other party's head hard into the pot of tofu, and boiled it vigorously in the basin.

Wang Wen doesn't care whether he usually knows or not, whether he is familiar with it or not, anyway, as long as he participates in today's fight, he is on Zhang Haiyang's side, and he is on Zhang Haiyang's side, that is, he looks down on the moths of the technical department doctors, and Wang Wen will repair these moths for Tianxingdao.

No matter how good the relationship is, as long as you get involved, you are the enemy of the opposite. To deal with the enemy, you must be as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.

"When~!"

Wang Wen's back of his head suddenly hurt, he covered his head and looked back, only to see a middle-aged woman from the history office of the hospital holding a frying pan in her hand, staring at him.

Even middle-aged women are out of action!

"Wang Wen, what are you doing? Is it bullying us no one? If you fight again, the old lady will be unkind to you! The middle-aged woman yelled loudly.

"Mother, your sister!" Wang Wen didn't say a word, picked up a pot of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and poured it on the other party's face, "The old lady doesn't knit sweaters honestly in the office, what do you have to do here?" After saying that, he put the basin on the other person's head, and then pushed the other person's shoulder back, and the middle-aged woman staggered backwards, and finally tripped and fell to the ground.

Wang Wen touched the back of his head, and there was already a bag on it. Spicy next door, so many men were helpless, and they were attacked by an old lady. It seems that the combat power of a middle-aged woman is far higher than that of two men like Zhang Haiyang and Zhou Xiong.

When pushed to the middle-aged woman, Wang Wen reached out to pick up a pot of mapo tofu, which is a weapon of mass destruction, and if it touches the eye, it will all lose its combat effectiveness.

However, Wang Wen's hands had just been placed on the basin and were about to be served, when a middle-aged woman in the rice window reached out and pressed the basin.

Wang Wen raised his head and glared at the other party fiercely, "Get out of the way?" "Speaking of which, the people in the cafeteria are also from the logistics department. It's just that the canteen is contracted out by the logistics department, and these aunts who cook and serve meals are also different from the people in the logistics office sitting in the office.

"Doctor Wang, don't be poured! It took a morning to make it, and then I didn't eat it! The middle-aged woman looked at Wang Wen with a bitter face and said.

Wang Wen turned his head and saw that the canteen staff in the window was serving the dishes placed in the window to the back kitchen, doing first aid, for fear that they would be poured out!

"Doctor Wang, do you want to wrap this line?" A cook handed Wang Wen a big spoon for stir-frying!

The spoon is big enough and weighty. Wang Wen saw that the middle-aged women were about to cry, and finally let go of their hands.

"Alright, let's take it quickly!" Wang Wen said impatiently, then picked up the big spoon and rushed into the battle group again.

(To be continued)