Chapter 120: Then I'll Be Relieved!
Just break your arm and leg?
Yan Murong laughed angrily at Li Quan's words, this kind of thing has always been done by him, how can he let others do it on him.
To put it nicely, Li Quan and these people are senior security guards in the club, but when they take off their suits, they are actually no different from the gangsters on the street, but they are just a little more advanced than them.
When the two black suits heard Li Quan's words, they reached out and pulled out their throwing sticks from their waists, and walked towards Yan Murong with a menacing attitude.
"Are you coming or am I coming?" Yan Murong turned his head to look at Hua Cuo and asked.
"Come on, there are many of them, they have weapons, I can't beat them." Hua Cuo smiled, and took the initiative to take a step back, and at the same time, Yan Murong's figure had already rushed forward.
"Bang!"
Without waiting for the other party's throwing stick to swing down, Yan Murong's foot had already kicked out, directly in the chest of the person in front, and then, as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, the throwing stick that the person behind had no time to swing down was grabbed by Yan Murong in his hand, and with one hand, he pulled hard, and the person's body began to lean forward because of the unstable center of gravity, and at the same time, Yan Murong's knee also went up.
One kick and one knee, even ten seconds were useless, and the two black suits fell to the ground with a painful face. Yan Murong was very skillful, and the two black suits couldn't stand up for a while.
Seeing that Yan Murong had solved his two subordinates so neatly, Li Quan's face changed, and his hand touched his waist.
"If you dare to pull out your gun, I'll break your hand." Yan Murong looked at Li Quan and said coldly.
Hearing Yan Murong's words, Li Quan's movements froze instantly, and the hand that touched his back waist was put back again, looking at Yan Murong and saying in a deep voice. "Do you know what this place is? Dare to make trouble here? ”
"It's funny." Yan Murong laughed angrily at Li Quan's words. "Let's come here to spend, you guys ran in to find trouble, and now you give me a lawsuit against the wicked first, is it interesting?"
"Okay, have fun, then." Li Quan gritted his teeth, ignoring the two subordinates on the ground, turned around and was about to walk out the door.
"Whew-"
As soon as Li Quan turned around, he felt a strong wind behind him, and subconsciously measured his head.
"Bang-click-"
The wind flew across his cheeks, and when he could see clearly, he saw that a bottle had smashed against the door panel, shattering on the ground. Turning his head angrily, he saw Yan Murong looking at him with a smile on his face, still holding an empty wine bottle in his hand.
"What do you mean?" Li Quan stared at Yan Murong with a gloomy face and asked.
"What do you say?" Yan Murong pursed her lips disdainfully. "If you beat you, you will be beaten, and if you break your arms and legs, if you can't beat you, you will leave, how can there be such a reason?"
"And what do you want?" Li Quan's eyes stared closely at the wine bottle in Yan Murong's hand and said. "This is not the place for you to make trouble."
"Oh?" Yan Murong looked puzzled. "Who's the boss here?"
"You don't deserve to know." Li Quan shook his head. "Take a step forward, I won't embarrass you today, you can go."
"You mean to let us go today, and find a chance to retaliate later?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "That's not going to work, I don't want people to think about me all day."
"You-"
Li Quan was about to speak, but suddenly felt a figure in front of him flicker, and then, before he could even react, he was kicked in the chest with a solid kick.
"Bang-"
A muffled sound came, and Yan Murong's kick was extremely powerful, directly kicking him upside down and flying towards the door, and the door panel couldn't withstand the pressure because of the huge impact, and collapsed with a bang.
"Hua is wrong, look at him." Yan Murong pointed to the goatee man standing on the side with straight eyes and said. "If you dare to move, you will throw him out."
After speaking, Yan Murong walked out of the door, looked at Li Quan, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, and wanted to struggle to stand up, squatted down and said. "You're unlucky today, I'm in a good mood today, but there are always flies spinning around in front of my eyes, which annoys me."
Yan Murong lied, in fact, his mood has not been very beautiful recently, and he was a little angry by a series of things that Zheng Wuming had done in a row, and today he was provoked by the goatee man twice in a row. As a result, Li Quan became a pitiful punching bag.
"Y-you're making trouble here, you can't leave." Li Quan said in a trembling voice, his face full of jealousy towards Yan Murong.
"You're still threatening me at this time." Yan Murong looked at Li Quan helplessly and said. "By the way, I hate it when people threaten me, so you have to be punished for threatening me."
As he spoke, Yan Murong bent down, picked Li Quan up from the ground, and shook it hard, Li Quan's burly body was like being hit head-on by a speeding car, directly hitting the door panel of the van, and then passing through the door panel and smashing into the box.
As soon as he walked into the box opposite, the scene inside made Yan Murong stunned.
There were quite a few people in the box, more than a dozen men and women, who did not sing or drink, but writhed wildly to the energetic songs that came out of the stereo. On the coffee table was a palm of white paper, and a small pile of white powder was scattered on the white paper.
Li Quan was thrown in by Yan Murong, which made the men and women in the box stunned, and the music suddenly stopped.
"Huh? Is that you? Yan Murong looked at the group of men and women in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Yan Murong?"
Wang Zhongwang was sitting on the sofa, holding a scantily clad woman in his hands, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Yan Murong coming in.
"It's me." Yan Murong said with a smile on his face. "Looks like we're quite fated - but don't worry, I'm not here for you today, I'm just cleaning up two idiots, you go ahead and leave me alone."
"Li Quan?" The king of kings looked at Li Quan, who was lying motionless on the ground, and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and said. "What about Hadron?"
"Hadron?" Yan Murong muttered suspiciously, and then said with a sudden expression. "Oh, you're talking about the goatee, right? Don't worry, I didn't hit him—huh? Do you know him? Is he your man? ”
"It's my people." The king of kings pushed away the woman in his arms, looked at Yan Murong, and said. "This time it was a misunderstanding, I didn't know that the person he wanted to take revenge on was you."
"Misunderstanding?" Yan Murong chuckled, pointed to Li Quan on the ground and asked. "What about him? Also your people? ”
"It's not." The king of kings shook his head in denial. "He's the head of security at the clubhouse, and he has nothing to do with me, but he's Qiangzi's brother-in-law."
"Understood." Yan Murong nodded and asked. "He just said I can't make trouble here - I'm a little curious, the boss here is big?"
"It's Sister Dong." The king of kings said.
"Huh? Dong Wuyan? Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. Then I'm relieved. ”