Chapter 8: Uncle Policeman, Help!
Lin Yuhan's face was cold at this time, but Huang Mao immediately laughed.
This made several gangsters also lean forward and backward, lick their tongues and say, "Brother Huang, this girl is really hot." ”
"Lao Tzu likes this kind of spicy."
Huang Mao smiled, and on that mouthful of yellow teeth, there were still residues left over from eating, and the smell made Lin Yuhan cover his nose.
"Hehe, beauty, don't cover your nose, in fact, my brother is still very fragrant, it's better like this, I'll invite you to have a meal and talk about it first?"
Huang Mao's smiling appearance, and the obscene aura that was revealed made Lin Yuhan feel a burst of nausea, and kicked directly at Huang Mao's head.
At this time, Huang Mao was defenseless, and only felt a rumbling sound from his head, followed by dizziness caused by pain.
"Damn, this is a hard stubble."
These people reacted, and immediately gathered around from the side, grabbed a fruit knife from the bar next to them, and looked at Lin Yuhan with their eyes.
If you talk about one fight and one fight, no one here will be her opponent, but the venue here is already small, and after so many people come around, Lin Yuhan also feels a little troubled, and her steps back a little.
At the same time, Wang Fei sat there as if he didn't take it seriously, eating by himself, just like watching the excitement.
"Why don't you go up and help!?"
Zhang Xuerou was a little anxious when she saw this situation, and immediately remembered Wang Fei next to her.
The latter's expression was indifferent, and after picking up a plate of dishes by himself, he said, "I'm not nosy. ”
"What do you want to do?"
Zhang Xuerou heard the meaning of Wang Fei's words.
"It's very simple, pay me back 100,000 yuan, and don't do anything less."
Wang Fei replied calmly.
"You're crazy, aren't you!? Isn't it seventy thousand? ”
As soon as Zhang Xuerou heard that Wang Fei was sitting on the ground, she immediately glared at him angrily.
"Anyway, at this price, they're about to do it, you can do it yourself."
Wang Fei shrugged, the chopsticks in his hand were still calmly picking up vegetables.
100,000 yuan is not a big deal for Zhang Xuerou, but she really doesn't want to give 100,000 yuan to Wang Fei.
At this time, Lin Yuhan was there to see that she was already about to fight, she still gritted her teeth and endured it and said, "Okay, 100,000 is 100,000." ”
"Give the money first, lest you turn back and be skinny."
"You!"
Zhang Xuerou pointed at Wang Fei angrily, but in the end, she was forced to take out a bank card from her bag, gritted her teeth and said: "The password is XXXXXX, and there are more than 100,000 in it." ”
"No problem."
Wang Fei showed a smile that had succeeded in his conspiracy, and after collecting the money, he looked at Lin Yuhan next to him.
At this time, a few gangsters had already made a move, and Lin Yuhan felt a little troubled when a few dodged.
Just as one of the thugs' fruit knives was about to slash through her chest, Wang Fei's eyes suddenly revealed a sharp light, and the chopsticks in his hand flew out with a breaking sound.
"Huh!"
The chopsticks brushed and stuck directly into the gangster's arm, instantly causing him to let out a terrible scream.
Everyone around stopped moving, stared at Wang Fei blankly, and looked at the chopsticks inserted in the gangster's arm in disbelief.
"That's not right...... Brother Huang, there's a beautiful ...... over there."
These people reacted, and after seeing Zhang Xuerou again, they were immediately a little confused.
A beautiful woman who can't usually be seen on TV, but I met two of them in this moment's effort.
Huang Mao had some sperm in his brain at this time, and his eyes looked at Wang Fei and said: "This kid is not simple, get rid of him first." ”
They are all born as fighting kings, and they are also well-known in this area.
Seeing several people coming over with murder weapons, Wang Fei did not panic at this time, and after glancing at them, he said lightly: "It's still too late for you to call the police, don't turn around and let the police uncle come to save you." ”
"Haha, boy, are you living in a dream? We will never want to see those strips in our lives, but Lao Tzu is going to let you know today whose territory this area is! ”
Huang Mao shouted arrogantly, began to ignore Lin Yuhan, and led people to gather fire towards Wang Fei.
The way they fight looks messy, but it's all deadly. The knife slashed directly from behind, which was intended to scratch Wang Fei but not hurt his life.
Just as the knife was about to fall on Wang Fei's body, he suddenly leaned forward, and after dodging the knife, one hand suddenly grabbed the gangster's arm.
With a thud of his palm, the thug felt his arm feel as if he was being grabbed by a vice, and then an extremely sharp pain spread throughout his body.
"Click!"
Wang Fei directly pinched the man's bones, and then kicked him in the chest.
With the sound of broken ribs, the man slammed into the corner.
The remaining few people went crazy, and when they rushed towards Wang Fei, they found that Wang Fei's body had disappeared in place like a ghost.
By the time they reacted, there was already a trace of coldness behind them, followed by severe pain, and some people even felt numbness in their bodies.
The sound of tables and chairs being destroyed followed, and in less than half a minute, Huang Mao was the only one left in the gangsters, who was still watching blankly from Wang Fei two meters away.
Watching Wang Fei walk towards him step by step, Wang Fei's face was suddenly full of fear, he knelt on the ground with a "poof", and kowtowed again and again: "Big brother, I was wrong, please let me go, please ......"
The miserable appearance of the yellow hair here made Wang Fei stop.
Just when he was at his lowest defense, Huang Mao's eyes suddenly showed ferocity, and he suddenly took out a switchblade from his pocket and stabbed it towards Wang Fei's lower body.
Wang Fei, who was originally calm, suddenly showed a murderous aura, and after taking half a step back, he grabbed Huang Mao's wrist with one hand.
"Hmph."
Huang Mao snorted coldly, and was about to pull out his arm. But Wang Fei had no patience at this time, and directly broke the hand holding the knife.
"Ahh
Huang Mao just let out a scream, but then he felt his stomach churning, and Wang Fei's punch smashed into his lower abdomen like an iron ball, followed by a heavy kick in his waist.
"Boom!"
Huang Mao's whole person flew out a few meters away, and after hitting the bar, he immediately made the bar fall apart, and Huang Mao was also lying next to the bar, leaning against the door and feeling the pain in his body.
"Woo~Woo~"
At this time, the siren sounded, and several police officers in uniform walked in.
Huang Mao, who was lying on the ground, saw the police at this time, as if he had seen a savior, and shouted strongly: "Uncle policeman...... Help me...... Help me! ”
A few minutes ago, Huang Mao, who said that he didn't want to see the police in his life, saw the police at this moment, it was like seeing his family.
"It seems that I have made a little contribution to the harmony of the relationship between the police and the people, and I should be given a pennant."
Wang Fei saw this situation, turned his head and grinned at Lin Yuhan.