Chapter 87: It's not that enemies don't get together
Yinhuang is located in the center of Hexi City, and you can see the neon words on the KTV signboard flashing non-stop from afar, which is eye-catching at night.
Hou Zhengdong accompanied Su Xiaoya into the discotheque, and the two talked on the way, he simply played the role of a bodyguard, and he ignored everything else, of course, he had to pay for the drink himself.
The first floor of the disco was crowded, and under the flickering lights, young men and women in scantily clad clothes wriggled their waists and hips frantically to the rhythm of the music, wantonly doing all kinds of exaggerated movements, venting excess energy, and the music of heavy metal was deafening.
Hou Zhengdong held a beer in his hand, leaned in front of the bar, and looked at Su Xiaoya, who was shaking her head and shaking her head frantically, if she hadn't been staring at her, she would definitely not recognize it, a girl who was quite quiet just now, but dancing was so crazy.
However, I can't help but say that Su Xiaoya's dancing is very good, plus her figure is very good, tall ****, straight buttocks, slender figure and good face, soon, there are many men gathered around her.
Hou Zhengdong raised his neck and took a sip of beer, and the cold beer quickly poured down his throat into his stomach, bringing a burst of coolness to his internal organs in an instant.
"Ah, rascal!"
A woman's scream quickly annihilated the deafening music, Hou Zhengdong frowned, with the cultivation of the exercises, his hearing became better and better, he heard such a scream very clearly, hurriedly raised his head and looked at the dance floor, and saw a few gangster-like people surrounding a plump woman in the middle.
And that woman is Su Xiaoya, who is very involved in jumping, and Hou Zhengdong also saw a gangster use his Lushan claws to pinch Su Xiaoya's tall **** fiercely, and another gangster touched and stretched out his hand to her ****.
Su Xiaoya was glaring at them angrily, presumably that scream was made by her.
Hou Zhengdong frowned, raised his neck and drank the beer in one gulp, and casually aimed the beer bottle in his hand at the gangster who pinched Su Xiaoya's **** and smashed it hard.
The beer bottle hovered in the air and flew over, smashing on the kid's head very accurately, Hou Zhengdong could even hear a crisp sound sounding, and then the beer bottle turned over in the air and fell to the ground and shattered into a pile of glass shards.
This sudden turn of events made several of the thugs furious, and they all turned around to look around, trying to find someone, but someone was actually hitting them with a wine bottle, and it was okay.
If they don't find this damn guy, their brothers won't have to mess around in the future.
Soon, it was a long-haired thug who was hit in the head by Hou Zhengdong, he soon found Hou Zhengdong, quickly locked Hou Zhengdong, and immediately turned around to greet his companions.
"Xiaoya, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
Hou Zhengdong walked over and pulled Su Xiaoya behind him, Su Xiaoya was a little frightened, her two beautiful eyes widened, although she had also encountered this kind of thing of being rubbed with oil, but it was the first time that someone had grabbed her chest in front of so many people.
At this moment, Su Xiaoya suddenly saw Hou Zhengdong's figure, and the tears of grievance immediately rolled down.
"Boy, did you hit me with a beer bottle just now?"
The little thug with long hair hanging down his shoulders walked over with his right hand covering his head, and swept his fierce gaze towards Hou Zhengdong: "Boy, you smashed Lao Tzu into a concussion, maybe there will be other problems in the future, what do you say?" ”
"Yes, I'll smash you, say, what do you want to do?"
Hou Zhengdong twisted his neck, pinched the beer bottle in his right hand and made a chest expansion exercise, "A few of you bullied my friends, and you still want to blackmail me, I think you are impatient." ”
With that, with a wave of his right hand, the beer bottle in his hand smashed heavily on the thug's head, and a stream of blood immediately rushed out, and the thug climbed down on the spot and didn't move.
Hou Zhengdong's movements were too fast, this qiē happened between the lightning and flint, and the other gangsters didn't know what was going on, and they didn't even see Hou Zhengdong's movements, but seeing their brother fall, the beer bottle in Hou Zhengdong's hand was gone, and they knew what was going on.
"Brothers, come on, dare to make trouble in Brother Xiaoming's territory and kill him."
"Beat him."
The thugs shouted and pounced on Hou Zhengdong.
"Xiaoya, you stand aside."
Hou Zhengdong stretched out his hand to push Su Xiaoya away, twisted his neck, and raised his foot to kick a thug who rushed over, and the guy volleyed out and flew heavily to the center of the dance floor.
A gangster on the left rushed over, Hou Zhengdong's right foot did not hit the ground, his right knee hit it heavily, and one knee topped over, accompanied by a mouthful of blood spurting out, and several teeth rolled to the ground.
Soon the dozen or so thugs were all knocked to the ground by Hou Zhengdong, of course, he was also punched and kicked a few times in the melee, but these were not much heavier than scratching for him.
In the end, only the gangster who touched Su Xiaoya's ass was left, and as soon as Hou Zhengdong stretched out his hand, he brought the guy over, "Xiaoya, was he taking advantage of you just now?" ”
Su Xiaoya's face flushed and nodded vigorously.
"Smack, smack, smack."
Hou Zhengdong held the gangster in his left hand, raised his right hand, and slapped a few times, the slap sound was crisp and loud, he reacted at this time, I don't know when, the lights above his head have all been turned on, and the strange thing is that few of these dancing people scattered in panic, and it was indeed higher than the suzhì in those bastard bars in Qixi.
There were thugs lying all around, the thugs he was holding in his left hand, his cheeks were swollen as if he had two big steamed buns stuffed in his mouth, and a trace of blood fell down the corners of his lips.
Hou Zhengdong frowned, threw him on the ground, clapped his hands, took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it.
"Smack, smack, smack."
A few crisp applause rang out, Hou Zhengdong was stunned for a moment, turned around quickly, and saw a guy with a small head walking over slowly with a cigarette on his lips.
He wore a thick gold chain around his neck, and the plaid shirt he wore was open to the sides, revealing the six-pack abs in his lower abdomen.
"Brother Xiaoming."
"Brother Ming is good."
"Brother Xiao Ming is good."
People nearby greeted him one after another.
Hou Zhengdong was bitter in his heart, but he didn't expect to meet Guo Xiaoming in this discotheque, if there was no Su Xiaoya, he was confident that with these gangsters, it would be almost impossible to keep him.
"This big brother, introduce yourself, my name is Guo Xiaoming, and the brothers on the road will give me a face and call me Brother Xiao Ming, this sound emperor is my territory."
Guo Xiaoming raised his right hand, took off the cigarette on his lips and shook it, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "I don't know how my brothers offended you and let you play such a heavy hand?" ”