The small round stool that flew through the air smashed Mao Tong's right hand in one fell swoop. However, Zhong Huan did not stop, and picked up another round stool again. This time, he didn't throw the stool as a hidden weapon, but carried the stool leg and smashed it directly at Wang Xilai.

Wang Xilai, who had dodged a stool, didn't expect Zhong Huan to be so fierce, and when he came back to his senses, Zhong Huan had already rushed to the front and smashed down with the stool. Wang Xilai has no other guy in his hand except for a wine bottle, and at this time, he can only pick up the wine bottle to resist Zhong Huan's stool.

"Click~"

After the leg of the stool collided with the wine bottle and made a crisp sound, the wine bottle shattered suddenly, but it was still difficult to stop the stool from falling, but it only blocked the small round stool that fell off the head a little. The red plastic stool did not hit Wang Xilai's head, but smashed on his shoulder, creating a bruise on his shoulder.

"Ah~ You're fucking looking for death!"

Wang Xilai was almost smashed by Zhong Huan's stool, and let out a painful cry in his mouth, and half of the broken wine bottle in his hand almost fell off. However, he knew that this half of the broken wine bottle was his only weapon against the stool in Zhong Huan's hand, so he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his shoulder and did not let go, but clenched the mouth of the bottle and stabbed at Zhong Huan with the broken sharp body of the wine bottle.

"Don't!"

The jagged glass on the shattered wine bottle was as sharp as a knife blade, and Lin Wenjing couldn't help but scream when he saw that the wine bottle was about to stab Zhong Huan.

Zhong Huan's reaction speed was much faster than Lin Wenjing's, and before she could scream, Zhong Huan had already begun to dodge. The wine bottle grazed Zhong Huan's arm and stabbed in the air, but Zhong Huan did not relax his vigilance because he dodged the straight stab wine bottle, because Wang Xilai, who missed the blow, changed the stab to a wave, and his arm slashed to the side and came towards Zhong Huan.

"Wow~"

Facing Wang Xilai, who was holding a murder weapon, Zhong Huan also had to be careful, and took three steps back in a row, only then did he completely withdraw from the opponent's attack range.

In terms of national art theory, weapons and fists and feet are interconnected. Weapons can be seen as an extension of fists and feet, and fists and feet can also be seen as weapons given to mankind by God. As long as you can defend your fists and feet, you should be able to defy weapons. But theory is theory after all, normal people are naturally afraid of weapons, even Zhong Huan, who has learned some kung fu. So he didn't choose to block in the face of the broken wine bottle, but chose to dodge.

Wang Xilai saw Zhong Huan retreating, and naturally pressed step by step. Mao Tong can't count on him, and he can only rely on himself if he wants to win the other party. Wang Xilai and Zhong Huan don't have any deep hatred, and they don't have to work so hard, but Zhong Huan beat Mao Tong on a stool, if he doesn't fight, Mao Tong will definitely be dissatisfied with him. On the other hand, if you can avenge Mao Tong, the benefits in the future will be indispensable.

The wine bottle smashed towards Zhong Huan's head and face from top to bottom, if it was hit, it would definitely be the result of disfigurement. This time, not only Lin Wenjing screamed, but even Peng Miao screamed in fright.

The two girls felt that Zhong Huan was dangerous, but Zhong Huan himself was very calm. The dodge retreat just now made Zhong Huan and Wang Xilai distance themselves, so Wang Xilai was not as dangerous as just now. It can be said that one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, Wang Xilai's broken wine bottle can only exert its power in close combat, once there is a distance, it is time for Zhong Huan to give full play to the advantages of the stool.

This time Zhong Huan did not dodge, but took half a step back skillfully, picked up the small round stool and smashed it at Wang Xilai's raised right hand. Zhong Huan's judgment was very accurate, and half a step back was enough to dodge Wang Xilai's attack range, and he was able to circle Wang Xilai within the attack range of the small round stool. This time, Zhong Huan was already invincible, even if the stool didn't hit Wang Xilai's right hand, he himself would not be attacked by the broken wine bottle.

"Oops~"

Although Wang Xilai can fight more than ordinary people, his reaction is much worse than Zhong Huan's. Zhong Huan can dodge his attack, but he may not be able to dodge Zhong Huan's stool. Wang Xilai's right hand holding the wine bottle was hit by the stool in Zhong Huan's hand, and the leg of the stool happened to hit his little finger, causing him to scream in pain, and half of the wine bottle in his hand flew out.

The fist can be used as a weapon, but the fingers that make it up are very fragile. Zhong Huan's strength and the stool in his hand discounted Wang Xilai's little finger at once. There is a way that ten fingers are connected to the heart, Wang Xilai hugged his right hand tightly after screaming in pain, and he could no longer fight Zhong Huan.

If Zhong Huan's goal is to win against Mao Tong and Wang Xilai, then he has now achieved his goal. But his goal this time was to scare these two people, so that they would not dare to make trouble again. So Zhong Huan didn't stop, picked up the stool again and smashed it on the head of Wang Xilai, who had lost his ability to resist.

"Don't!"

It was still Lin Wenjing who screamed. When Zhong Huan was attacked by Wang Xilai, she screamed because she was afraid that Zhong Huan would be injured. At this time, she was afraid that Zhong Huan would injure Wang Xilai and go to court.

Zhong Huan's hand did not stop, but his strength was reduced by one point, he didn't really want to kill people, he just wanted to teach the other party a profound lesson. The leg of the stool knocked on Wang Xilai's head, making a muffled sound of "dong ~". Wang Xilai's head was not knocked out, but he was also stunned, and a big bag bulged out on his forehead.

After being hit on the head, Wang Xilai couldn't care about it, so he turned his head and ran. How could Zhong Huan let him run, there was another stool on his back, and Wang Xilai, who was smashed, fell to the ground.

"Dare to tease my girlfriend, see if I don't kill you stinky rascal!"

Zhong Huan scolded while waving a small round stool and smashed it at Wang Xilai's back and buttocks, and Wang Xilai was powerless to fight back, so he could only curl up on the ground with his head and be beaten.

How could Mao Tong have thought that Zhong Huan would be so violent, and in the blink of an eye, he would beat his right-hand man down. Mao Tong is not as good as Wang Xilai than his ability to fight. Seeing that Zhong Huan was going to kill people, his frightened legs and stomachs turned straight, and he turned around and wanted to run.

"Don't run! Stop! ”

Zhong Huan didn't have any trouble dealing with Wang Xilai, who fell to the ground, and kept staring at Mao Tong distractedly. Seeing him turn around and want to run at this moment, the stool in his hand flew out again, smashing directly into Mao Tong's leg and bending out.

The stool that flew vigorously smashed Mao Tong, who was already scared and weak. Zhong Huan stepped forward and punched and kicked Mao Tong. Beat and scolded: "I told you to play a hooligan!" Aren't you a cow 13? Didn't you ask me to apologize? I'm going to kill you today. ”

"Big brother, uncle, stop fighting! I was wrong! I was so wrong! Just spare me. I don't dare anymore. ”

Mao Tong rolled on the ground to avoid Zhong Huan's punches and kicks, and begged for mercy loudly. Just now, Zhong Huan beat Wang Xilai with a stool, and Mao Tong saw it with his own eyes. At this time, when he heard Zhong Huan say that he was going to kill himself, how could he not be afraid?

"Good! Well played! ”

"Dude, you have two hits!"

"Don't spare him! You've got to beat him so much that you can't even recognize him! ”

The diners who watched the excitement around saw that Zhong Huan not only did not fall behind, but beat the two hooligans to the ground and beg for mercy in a moment, and their hearts were indescribably happy. And Zhong Huan said that he wanted to treat him before, so these onlookers were also facing him, so naturally no one called the police. There are many people who cheer and cheer.

"Zhong Huan, stop fighting! They just admit their mistakes. ”

Lin Wenjing didn't dare to coax with the visitors. She saw that Mao Tong was beaten and rolled all over the ground, and Wang Xilai was already curled up on the ground and did not move, she was really afraid that Zhong Huan would beat the two of them out of three long and two short, so she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed one of Zhong Huan's arms.

"Stop fighting, boy! Dissipate the gas, almost enough. Luo Yazhen stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Huan's other arm and persuaded.

"Auntie, Wen Jing, don't stop me! If you don't kill them today, it's not over. Leizi, Brother Yang, you help me fight! Kill me in charge. ”

Zhong Huan's arm was pulled by Lin Wenjing and Luo Yazhen, but the soles of his feet and mouth were not idle. While kicking Mao Tong, who was rolling on the ground, he asked Peng Lei and Yang Min to come forward to help.

In fact, Zhong Huan's feet are not heavy, and he said these words not to Peng Lei and Yang Min, but to make Mao Tong and Wang Xilai feel the threat of death. This is the only way to make them afraid.

Peng Lei and Yang Min are both honest people, and they didn't hear the meaning of Zhong Huan's words. They only knew that Zhong Huan told them to do it, so what were they waiting for? Let's fight together. According to Peng Lei's temper, Zhong Huan will do whatever he asks him to do, and he will not drive his brain.

"Xiao Lei, Yang Min, you all calm down! Zhong Huan is mad now, don't make a mess! Hurry up and stop him, don't really let him die! ”

Peng Miao saw that his younger brother and Yang Min were really going up to beat someone, so he hurriedly stopped the two of them. Zhong Huan alone almost beat the two hooligans to death, if Peng Lei and Yang Min are allowed to pass over, those two hooligans will definitely die! Peng Miao didn't want Zhong Huan and the three of them to pay for the lives of the two hooligans, how worthless it was.

Wang Xilai seemed to have been beaten hard by Zhong Huan, and he didn't move when he curled up on the ground. In fact, apart from a broken finger, a few bags on his head, a few bruises on his body, and a few broken cuts on his arms and legs, he really didn't suffer any serious injuries.

Lying on the ground and not moving is Wang Xilai's strategy. If he didn't pretend to be dead, Zhong Huan would definitely continue to beat him. So he could only pretend to be dead, so that Zhong Huan could focus his attention on Mao Tong, who was rolling all over the ground. In the thirty-six strategies, this trick is called the golden cicada out of its shell and Li Dai Tao stiff, which is said to be a dead friend and a poor man.

At this moment, Zhong Huan was pulled by Lin Wenjing and Luo Yazhen, and Peng Lei and Yang Min were persuaded by Peng Miao. Wang Xilai, who had been curled up on the ground and observed the movement, finally seized the opportunity, and a lazy donkey rolled up from the ground, ran to Mao Tong's side, and dragged him up from the ground and ran. It was really panicked like a lost dog, anxious like a fish that slipped through the net, and didn't even dare to turn back.

"Don't run! There's a kind of don't run! If you run, don't let me see it again. The next time I see it, I'll beat you two scoundrels to death!" ”

Zhong Huan laughed after saying two cruel words to the panicked backs of the two people. Where did he really make a dead hand? If he used all his strength, Mao Tong and Wang Xilai would be half-crippled if they didn't die, and they wouldn't be able to run away at all.