Chapter 137 Punching and kicking, very proud
"The turtle grandson who hit me get out of here!!"
A roar of rage exploded in the ears of the people.
I saw a middle-aged fat man with a round figure blocking the door, his eyes scanning the box viciously, and finally stopped on Zhang Qiang's face.
"~ Just you fat man bullying my brother Zhang Qiang!! Look at how Lao Tzu teaches you!! β
Wang Jun stretched out his hand and pointed at the fat man, and pressed towards the other party violently.
This was his plan, let Zhang Qiang find a soft persimmon and pinch it, so that his classmates, especially Gong Xuewei, could see his heroic posture and his aura.
Similar to a hero saving beauty.
There is only one fat man in front of him, and there are so many of them, isn't it a good opportunity for Wang Jun to show his might?
"Grandson Turtle, what are you special~~" The fat man's eyes turned to Wang Jun, who was coming, and scolded directly.
Before he finished speaking, Wang Jun had already flown up and kicked on him.
"What the hell is you!! Dare to bully my brother Wang Shao, you fat pig is really impatient, kill you! β
Wang Jun scolded while waving his fist and beating the fat man.
The middle-aged fat man was obviously drunk, and he missed his position several times when he fought back, and he didn't even touch Wang Jun's figure.
Zhang Qiang, Sun Tao and Sun Fatzi also joined the battle, and it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The four of them punched and kicked for a while, and the middle-aged fat man screamed again and again when he was beaten, and finally kept admitting his mistake and apologizing.
"Well played, Wang Jun is so handsome!" Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.
"Brother Wang, come on, Brother Wang, play well." Bao Lei also shouted with a roar on the side, her eyes shining.
Even Xiao Heel Bar and Big Cake Face were flushed at the moment, waving their hands to cheer for Wang Jun.
Gong Xuewei was also slapping on the side, although she took care of Jerry Chen's feelings, but in the end, they were all classmates, and they couldn't ignore it and not support it.
"Wrong, I was wrong, oops, stop fighting."
"I'm going to die, it hurts me to death, don't fight."
The middle-aged fat man was beaten and rolled on the ground, howling and begging for mercy.
The cheers and shouts of the crowd, as well as the enemy's begging for mercy, made Wang Jun feel extremely satisfied, and his whole face was flushed with excitement.
He stepped on the middle-aged fat man's face, squatted down, reached out and patted the fat man's head, and said, "Don't be so arrogant in the future, there are some people you can't afford to provoke." Remember Lao Tzu's name, Wang Jun, Shangshi Wang Jun, nicknamed Wang Dashao!! β
As he spoke, his gaze swept over Jerry Chen and raised his head slightly.
Proud!
Full of pride.
"Do you understand!!" Wang Jun grabbed the fat man's head again, and said with a heavy knock on the ground.
"Understood, understood." The middle-aged fat man said busily.
Only then did Wang Jun stand up, remove his foot, lift it on him, point to the door with his hand, and say loudly: "Get out!" β
The middle-aged fat man stood up, staggered out, stumbled several times and almost fell, and got up again with his hands and feet, so he was not embarrassed.
"Hahaha~"
"I'm laughing to death, it's still Brother Wang's might."
"I dare to offend Zhang Qiang and Brother Wang with such a coward, I don't know whether I live or die."
There was a burst of laughter in the box, and everyone's mood was at its peak.
Except for Jerry Chen, almost everyone was ruddy, and some people were nervous about it.
Wang Jun enjoyed the worship of everyone, picked up a bottle of Lafite, directly opened it and poured half a bottle.
slammed on the table and said proudly; "Dare to bully my Wang Jun's brother, I really don't know whether to live or die! I'm covering you, this kind of fat guy will beat one by one, and I'll beat me by one!! β
With his words, the crowd applauded loudly again, and glass after glass of red wine was poured down.
The atmosphere reached a climax, and even Gong Xuewei was infected by the atmosphere and drank a glass of red wine.
Jerry Chen watched coldly at this group of teenagers carnivaling, and he knew that this was pleasure!
Yes, pleasure.
There is pleasure in taking drugs, and there is pleasure in smoking.
There is a thrill in shopping, and there is a thrill in spending money.
There is pleasure in pretending to be forced, and there is naturally pleasure in bullying and beating people.
A group of teenagers in the ivory tower, how have they experienced this kind of restlessness.
beat up a "bad guy" who found fault in their eyes, and "stood out" for his classmates, just like a chivalrous knight who is in the same direction.
Jerry Chan has also gone through his teenage years and knows why movies like "Crazy Boy" can be popular among young people.
In addition, the hormones of youth are restless, and the pent-up passion of school and parents needs to be released.
But this release seemed to him too naΓ―ve.
Shaking his head slightly, Jerry Chen picked up a slice of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth.
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"Boss Wu, you ...... What are you doing here? β
The middle-aged fat man who was beaten staggered towards his box.
The two bodyguards in black clothes and black cool black sunglasses at the door asked in amazement when they saw his blue nose and swollen face.
"Don't mention it, I drank too much and was beaten up." Boss Wu grinned with his teeth, obviously because of the pain in his body.
The two bodyguards ignored it, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the middle-aged fat man into the box.
This treasure chest is not large, and the decoration is very low-key, but warm.
Warm lighting, warm carpets, orange sofas.
A middle-aged man reclined on the sofa, his eyes closed, his hands spread on the back of the sofa.
Beside him sat a woman with a cold face, flaming red lips, a bright red cheongsam, and a tray in her hand, and a white soft wattle was sandwiched with a grape and put into the man's mouth.
If the people in Wang Jun's box were here just now, they would definitely be stunned, because this woman was Sister Hong who went to toast Wang Jun before.
Behind the two, a row of women wearing cheongsams stood in a row, each holding a kind of tray with red wine, fruits, and snacks in their hands.
It's like an ancient maid, waiting for the master.
Bang, the door of the box was pushed open by the bodyguard, and the painful sound of "oops" broke the silence of the small box.
The middle-aged man and Sister Hong looked at each other, and their eyes were suddenly stunned.
"Boss Wu, what are you...... Isn't it just going to the toilet, is it falling? β
The middle-aged man sat up straight and looked at Boss Wu who was like a pig's head at the moment.
It's only been less than five minutes since they were separated, and how did they become like this?
"Xiaocui, hurry up and get ice cubes and help Boss Wu apply it." Sister Hong also commanded a girl behind her and said.
Boss Wu sat on the sofa, grabbed a glass of red wine on the table and poured it down, then bared his teeth and grinned: "Ma, don't mention it, I was hit hard by a kid in the bathroom just now, and scolded me." Where can I be so angry, I just used to plan to find a field, but I didn't expect them to be so many of them beat me like this. β
The more Boss Wu spoke, the more embarrassed and angry his face became, but at this moment, his head was clearer than before, and he looked at the middle-aged man and asked; "Ah Long, what did that kid say his name was Wang Jun, Wang Shao, he looked very awesome and coaxing, what is the origin of the family?"