The two favorite things for Chinese people to do are to buy discounted goods in the supermarket and watch the excitement.

Especially in terms of watching the excitement, they are even more persistent, they have perseverance, strong curiosity, and the spirit of not being afraid of death.

Especially in places like bars, there is a high incidence of fights, and the customers here are not too big to watch the excitement.

Therefore, when Yan Murong let out a crackling fighting sound, many guests who were drinking and watching the performance turned their eyes away. When Zheng Tianlun was kicked out by Yan Murong and smashed over a table, the actors who were still performing on stage also stopped, and the music stopped abruptly.

"Let it go, let it go." Behind the crowd of onlookers came the sound of footsteps and the voice of a man. Then, a man in his forties, with a burly build, wearing a black suit and tie, squeezed in.

Yan Murong knew that this man was the so-called spectator.

"What's going on?" The man looked at the few people who were lying on the ground in pain and Zheng Tianlun, who was holding his stomach and looking scared, and asked with a frown.

"It's okay, they drank too much and accidentally bumped into each other and fell." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and explained.

As soon as Yan Murong said this, it immediately caused a burst of laughter from the crowd of onlookers.

Damn, this guy is really talented, the other party took the lead and was obviously kicked out by you, and the rest of the people were also put down by you and the man with pigtails, and they even said that they fell together - the first time I saw a fall, I could bring my own human cushion.

The man in the suit was obviously very dissatisfied with Yan Murong's answer, and stared at Yan Murong with a frown, but saw that Yan Murong was also looking at him with a smile, and his expression seemed to be saying. "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

The man in the suit is called Tan Hui, forty-two years old, after being discharged from the army at the age of twenty-four, he was dissatisfied with the unit assigned by the army, and then began to work his own, carried bags at the train station, and sold eggs at the farmers' market, and finally got into such a position.

Therefore, although he was not satisfied with Yan Murong's answer, he did not act rashly when he didn't know the identity of the other party.

"Several, I don't know what you have to grudge against you." Tan Hui looked at Yan Murong and said in a deep voice. "But don't make trouble in my bar, besides, you will compensate for the fact that the table was knocked over by you."

"You're still being unreasonable." Yan Murong said unhappily. "I said it all, they fell because they drank too much and bumped into each other, and they also smashed the table, what does it have to do with me, I don't believe you ask him."

Zheng Tianlun felt that the pain in his stomach had disappeared a lot, and when he saw Yan Murong pushing everything on his head, he immediately screamed angrily.

"You fart, you fucking hit people, you wait, if I let you out of this bar today, I won't be surnamed Zheng." Zheng Tianlun saw the person in charge of the bar appear, and immediately stood up from the ground and shouted, and after shouting, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and began to call people.

"Big brother, I was beaten." Zheng Tianlun looked as if he had been wronged, with a aggrieved face, and said into the phone in a resentful tone, Obviously, the only person he can call his eldest brother is Zheng Wuming.

Zheng Wuming was reading a book in the study when he received a call from Zheng Tianlun, and he was a little angry when he was disturbed, but when he heard that his younger brother was beaten in the bar, he suddenly asked urgently. "Tianlun, what's the matter, who hit you?"

"Yes-" Zheng Tianlun looked at Yan Murong and just wanted to speak, but suddenly realized that he had indeed asked the other party's name just now, but the other party didn't tell him at all.

"Hey, what's your name, it's kind of a name." Zheng Tianlun shouted at Yan Murong.

"Come, give me the phone." Yan Murong hooked his finger at Zheng Tianlun and said with a smile.

I was worried about how to disgust Zheng Wuming, but this guy was very cooperative and took the initiative to call for help.

Zheng Tianlun was also obedient, handed the phone to Yan Murong carefully, and then quickly distanced himself from Yan Murong, for fear that Yan Murong would give him another kick.

"Who are you? Why did you hit my brother? Zheng Wuming's low, cold voice came out of the phone.

"Hey, hypocrite, can't you hear me?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Yan Murong?" The voice on the phone was obviously stunned, and then I heard Zheng Wuming say. "Yan Murong, don't look for trouble, just scold me, I won't care about you if you hurt Kunlun, but today, you have to give me an explanation, where are you?"

"Where? Oh, this bar seems to be called Night. Yan Murong didn't care about Zheng Wuming's cannibalistic tone at all, and still said with a smile. How? You're coming? It's okay, come and bring you idiot brother back - if you dare to hit my woman's idea, I'll kick him and you're already worthy of you, not for your sake, he can still stand and call you alive now? ”

"Yan Murong, don't go too far." Zheng Wuming said coldly. "I'll go over and get someone, but if you dare to do something to him, don't blame me-"

"Damn, you still dare to threaten me?" Yan Murong directly interrupted Zheng Wuming's words and said angrily. "Then I'll tell you, if you don't come in ten minutes, I'll slap him in the mouth after a minute."

After speaking, without waiting for Zheng Wuming to threaten two more words, he directly pressed the phone, threw the phone aside, looked at Zheng Tianlun with a surprised face and said. "You hear that, and you'd better pray he'll be on time."

"You-you can't touch me, I'm Zheng Tianlun, and my brother is Zheng Wuming." When Zheng Tianlun heard Yan Murong's words, he immediately became anxious.

Damn, this kid is unreasonable, although this place is not far from Zheng's house, it is also twenty minutes away by car - unless Zheng Wuming is flying over in a rocket, how can he catch it in ten minutes.

Hearing Zheng Tianlun's words, everyone, including Tan Hui, gasped.

This beaten guy is Zheng Wuming's younger brother? Damn, it's a big incident, Zheng Wuming's younger brother was beaten, Zheng Wuming wanted to come and get people in person, and it seemed that the thing that beat people was still threatening Zheng Wuming on the phone, saying that it was less than ten minutes, and more than a minute was a big mouth?

Damn, which way is this? Even Zheng Wuming dares to threaten?

Tan Hui was even more bitter.

This is really a fairy fight little ghost, obviously the two people on both sides are not simple, one is the younger brother of the first son of Yanjing, and the other - uh, although I don't know what his identity is, but the one who dares to directly threaten Zheng Wuming is obviously not the master to be messed with.