Zhou Huaishan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"I didn't go before, I didn't have to study for my life before, but now it's different, now I've been studying in Guozijian for a whole day, and I want to have a while at night."

Wang Jin immediately chimed in: "That's it! Brother Dacheng, you don't know how perverted the masters of the Guozijian are!

On this day, if you don't find some fun for yourself to relax, you have to learn to be that kind of stupid student! ”

Zhao Dacheng said with a smile: "How can I say that I am also a scholar, even if it is a pastime, I won't just go to that kind of place, how bad it is to spread it." ”

Wang Jin suddenly laughed, "Brother Dacheng, do you still care about this little face?" At first glance, it's not serious!

Besides, we're going to listen to music, not prostitutes.

We are tasteful. ”

After speaking, Wang Jin got up and poured wine for Zhao Dacheng, "You don't understand it now, and you will understand it when Ming'er goes to the Red Sleeve Workshop."

That Ying'er girl, although she is a little older, still has her appearance, or how to say that she is the top brand!

Over the years, my dad has always gone to her field!

Now that my father is old, it is not very convenient to move, anyway, I have to take over this baton!

Life is endless, listen to music endlessly! ”

As he was talking, the door of the box was kicked open.

There was a solid thud.

Zhou Huaishan's eyelids lifted and he raised his eyes to look over.

A drunken and strong man staggered in.

Shirtless, there are scars on his chest and shoulders, and when he walks, the scars tremble with the flesh on his body, and he doesn't look so hideous, but it's disgusting enough.

Wang Jin stood up suddenly, "You get out of here." ”

The drunk man staggered two steps, entered the box, closed the door with his backhand, leaned against the door of the box, glanced at Zhou Huaishan with drunken eyes, and smiled with a smile that he thought was hideous.

"This private room, Lao Tzu wants to use it, you guys, get out of Lao Tzu immediately."

Wang Jin's face darkened, and he walked out of the table.

After taking a step, the drunkard said, "Your scholar fell asleep at the door, and it is estimated that he will have to sleep for half an hour if he can't sleep for an hour, what?" Want to have a trick up with Lao Tzu? ”

This look is specially found at the door.

Wang Jinha laughed, "I'm afraid that if you don't come to Kyoto on the first day, you won't know your Jinye's name!" You go out to inquire, your name as the little bully of Kyoto mixed streets was bought with money? ”

As he spoke, Wang Jin swung his fist and smashed it towards the bridge of the strong man's nose.

Wang Jin's punch didn't have any kung fu moves, but the strength was ruthless enough.

At first glance, it is a professional street brawler.

However, the drunk man is not a vegetarian, and at the moment when Wang Jin swung his fist, he raised his hand and grabbed Wang Jin's wrist directly with his iron palm-like hand.

One force.

Click!

The street fighter's fierce face just now turned green.

With a scream, half of his body stepped to the side, "I'll wipe your ancestor and grandfather!" How dare you do it to me, do you know who I am! ”

The drunk man ignored Wang Jin, twisted Wang Jin's wrist, shook it hard, and directly pushed Wang Jin aside, and he staggered towards Zhou Huaishan.

Zhou Huaishan didn't look at him, but looked at Zhao Dacheng.

Zhao Dacheng's hand on the table was clenched into a fist, and then released, released, and clenched into a fist.

At the moment when the drunk man was about to walk up to Zhou Huaishan, Zhao Dacheng scooped up the wine jar next to him and smashed it on the back of the chair.

The wine jar was smashed, the wine spilled to the ground, and he held half of the wine jar broken out of a sharp section in his hand and rubbed it up.

It just so happened that the drunk man stood in front of him.

The drunk man squinted, not taking Zhao Dacheng in his eyes at all, "Get out!" ”

Zhao Dacheng picked up the wine jar in his hand and smashed it directly at the drunk.

The drunk reached out to block it, but he didn't know if it was because the wine came up or what, but he didn't block it.

It was Zhao Dacheng, and the wine jar in his hand directly poked the drunk man in the face.

"Ahh

A scream resounded through the sky.

The drunk man was stabbed in the face by Zhao Dacheng with a wine jar, and after howling for a moment, he had an extra dagger in his hand, the dagger was sharp, and he swung it directly at Zhao Dacheng.

"I'll rub!"

Zhao Dacheng scolded in a low voice and dodged away.

On the drunkard's body, there was no drunkenness, and the fierce moves went straight to Zhou Huaishan on Zhao Dacheng's side.

Zhou Huaishan sat there with such an old god, motionless.

"Kill me? Kill, anyway, I was aggrieved when I died in my last life, and I don't want to live in this life. ”

He muttered under his breath.

The voice was not loud, Wang Jin was definitely unable to hear clearly, but it was enough for Zhao Dacheng to hear clearly.

Zhou Huaishan glanced at Zhao Dacheng out of the corner of his eye.

saw Zhao Dacheng stunned, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he smashed his fist directly at the drunkard's back.

At the same time, the foot hooked leg sweep.

Bang!

The drunk man was kicked to the ground by Zhao Dacheng.

put it down, without giving the drunk the slightest respite, Zhao Dacheng picked up the chair in his hand and slammed it directly towards the drunkard's back.

The drunkard let out a terrible cry again.

Zhao Dacheng stepped on the drunkard's face, his face had just been poked by the wine jar, and his face was still injured.

"Say, who told you to come?"

The drunk man hurriedly begged for mercy: "Grandpa spares his life, grandpa spares his life, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he is blind after drinking too much wine." ”

Zhao Dacheng exerted his strength.

The drunk screamed again.

Wang Jin pulled his dislocated hand, and approached him with a painful face, "That, Brother Dacheng, will you take it?" If you can, help your brother first......"

Without waiting for Wang Jin to finish speaking, Zhao Dacheng glanced at Zhou Huaishan, and seeing Zhou Huaishan looking down at the drunk, Zhao Dacheng hesitated for a moment, turned his head and picked up his arm, clicked, and picked him up.

I picked it up, but it still hurt, but I was able to move.

Wang Jin kicked the drunk man in the back a few times angrily, "Damn, dare to say that no one instructed him?" No one instructed you, why did you even dare to scrap Lao Tzu's hand?

How many guts do you have!

Who is Lao Tzu, dare you say you don't know? ”

The drunk man hurriedly said: "I didn't see it clearly after eating wine just now, Master Jin, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong." ”

"Fuck you!" Wang Jin squatted down, scooped up the drunk's hair, and pulled it hard.

Zhao Dacheng let go of his foot, and the drunkard's head was pulled up by Wang Jin, "Who asked you to come, Lao Tzu will ask you again." ”

The drunkard is just right.

insisted that no one instructed him, that is, he ate too much wine.

"Fart, you can still stun Lao Tzu's scholar outside after eating too much wine? Are you so stupid to be Lao Tzu?

Now I ask you, it's to give you face, you don't have to be shameless. ”

Zhou Huaishan, who had been silent, bent over, his elbows supporting his two knees, "It's Yang Tian." ”