Kuang Haiping held the draft beer cup in his hand and faced Hei Chao, and at this time, Hei Chao, who had been held in the sky all night, was already in the sky, and now he felt that the king of heaven was not as big as him, so he naturally took it towards the draft beer cup in Kuang Haiping's hand, and pouted while stretching out his hand and said, "You are too, chasing the toilet to toast?" You can't ......."

Without waiting for Hei Chao to finish speaking, the draft beer cup in Kuang Haiping's hand was reversed, and at the same time as the wine splashed, the draft beer glass slapped towards Hei Chao's face at a speed of one hundred and eighty miles per second.

"Bang ......"

"Whoa......

The draft beer cup instantly shattered into countless small pieces after intimate contact with Hei Chao's front teeth, and then Hei Chao's eyes widened, and he was stunned for at least four or five seconds before shouting "it...... with blood in his mouth", and then covered his mouth and retreated in the direction of the sink.

Kuang Hai looked at Hei Chao expressionlessly, stepped forward and grabbed Hei Chao's shoulders with both hands, and then kicked his legs and slammed his knees towards Hei Chao's lower abdomen.

"it!" Hei Chao covered his mouth vaguely, feeling that his eyeballs were about to burst out, and after shouting, his body fell to the ground limply.

The driver who followed Hei Chao all day long, and the little brother who led Kuang Haiping on his birthday today were all standing in place stunned at this time, and their heads may still be reacting to what happened more than ten seconds ago.

Kuang Haiping grabbed Hei Chao's shoulders with both hands, turned his head and looked at Hei Chao's two little brothers indifferently and asked, "Are you still in trouble?" ”

Just now, he was full of benevolence and morality, ready to let Hei Chao carry his follower, his face twitched at this time, and his lips trembled, "No, what big brother!" That one...... It has nothing to do with me! After saying that, the follower turned around and ran, and the birthday kid was a bit righteous, after all, he was a brilliant child playing on the ground, and his relationship with Heichao must be good, so he reached out and touched his waist.

Kuang Haiping's heavy eyelids shrugged, and he frowned after watching this kid take out a handful of crackers in his hand.

"You...... You let go of Ang! You ......" The young man shouted at Kuang Haiping with a broken piece in his hand.

Kuang Haiping directly let go of his hands, and Hei Chao, who was a little unconscious, fell directly to the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Kuang Haiping stared at the young man's footsteps and walked towards him very slowly, and asked the young man in a hoarse voice.

"It's not! Ay...... Don't come...... You ......" The young man shouted tremblingly, watching Kuang Haiping come over step by step, feeling a little helpless and frightened.

Kuang Haiping's fierce head-on rushed towards the young man, stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the broken piece in the young man's hand, and then violently forced the inferior broken hand in the young man's hand to break it, and then Kuang Haiping directly raised his hand and stabbed it at the young man's chin.

"Poof!" The young man took a step back in horror, but Kuang Haiping's calloused thug instantly grabbed him, and then slammed the young man's chin five or six times with a broken hand that showed a little head, and after seeing that the young man was obviously not injured, but because he was extremely frightened, he foamed at the mouth and rolled his eyes, Kuang Haiping let go of his hand, turned around and picked up Hei Chao like a dead dog and slowly walked towards the toilet.

The other black super follower who ran out of the toilet quickly gathered people in front of each table, saying that the black super made people in the toilet, and the local bastards and ground lepers who heard this all exploded, and dared to move the black super on the ground of their own people, isn't that equivalent to scolding their parents at their own door? Who can bear this situation? Besides, there were at least twenty or thirty people on his side now, so they all picked up all kinds of wine bottles, plates, and peanuts on the table in anger......

Everyone rushed towards the toilet in a swarm, and at this time, Kuang Haiping, who had been walking around the toilet, looked at the wall in front of him silently, and then looked down at Hei Chao, who was lying on the ground and breathing evenly.

Hei Chao squinted at this time and observed Kuang Haiping, and saw that he was still standing there looking at himself, so he was really scared and opened his mouth and asked, "Big brother, what are you going to do?" ”

"Why doesn't the toilet have a back door?" Kuang Haiping pointed to the big wall in front of him and asked Hei Chao.

"What? What wall? Hei Chao's mouth hurts, and his lower abdomen also hurts, which makes Kuang Haiping feel that his head hurts when he asks like this.

"I don't know what you're beeping?" Kuang Haiping was obviously unwilling to kick directly at Hei Chao's head on the ground, and gave Hei Chao who woke up a kick and fainted again, and then Kuang Haiping helplessly dragged Hei Chao towards the toilet door.

Originally, it was planned to take Hei Chao away from the back door, but he didn't expect that the toilet in this nightclub had no back door, Kuang Haiping suddenly felt that he was indeed a little unable to keep up with the social situation now, and he didn't even do a good job of stepping on something as simple as going out to do something, thinking of this, Kuang Haiping shook his head helplessly.

Just when Kuang Haiping was about to drag Hei Chao out like this, the young people gathered at the door had already rushed into the toilet, and they looked as ferocious as Chen Guang and Wu Sheng were about to revolt.

Everyone rushed into the toilet, just in time to see Kuang Haiping dragging Hei Chao out, while Kuang Haiping looked at the little bastards of the new forces in front of him calmly, and both sides looked at each other without saying a word.

"Just one person, him!" Suddenly, I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and instantly made this group of people who were as quiet as stagnant water rush towards Kuang Haiping.

Kuang Haiping looked at the crowd in front of him calmly, let go of the hand holding Hei Chao, and pulled out a strangely shaped dagger directly from his waist.

It is more of a short knife than a dagger, as it is at least thirty centimeters long, and it is shaped like a scimitar in the shape of a reverse full moon, with the blades on the inside.

This scimitar is generally an essential tool in the hands of sailors at sea, and is used to cut thick ropes such as cables in the event of an emergency.

As soon as the scimitar in Kuang Haiping's hand flashed out, Shenxing also became straight from the original rickety state, and then Kuang Haiping actually lowered his body and squatted down directly, one hand supported the ground, and the other hand held the scimitar and began to rotate like ** in place, which made the crowd close to him all retreat back in fear for a while, but Kuang Haiping slammed up from the ground again after this time, and then rushed towards the crowd.

A young man standing at the front of the crowd saw Kuang Haiping rushing towards him, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the beer bottle in his hand towards Kuang Haiping's head.

Kuang Haiping slammed his left hand into a fist towards the bottle, and then the scimitar in his hand buckled directly on the young man's shoulder and slammed into his arms, and then he put a knee on top like a signature action, and directly bent over the young man, and then Kuang Haiping was like a farmer harvesting grain in autumn, raising his hand, hooking, and down! Raise your hands, hook, and down!

A very simple and practical action made this group of little bastards who were wandering the streets fall to the ground one by one.

Two or three minutes later, Kuang Haiping shook his neck for a moment, made a tooth-aching bone grinding sound, and then panted and looked at the others standing in front of him.

The people wailing on the ground made the people in the crowd already have no intention of fighting at this time, and no one thought that such an unattractive uncle would burst out with amazing combat effectiveness and kill so many people in just a few minutes.

"I won't kill you, but whoever wants to die, I'll help you!" Kuang Haiping's hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

The little bastards in the crowd looked at each other and then no one dared to say anything.

"Get out!" Kuang Haiping raised his head violently and burst out into a roar at the crowd!

The crowd was all shocked and consciously gave way to a way, now it is true that no one dares to step forward to try the scimitar in the hands of the uncle, and they definitely dare not doubt the courage of this person, this is a pure person who comes with a dead attitude, saying that he is desperately insulting others, this is simply playing with his life!

Only those who do not take their own lives and the lives of others seriously for what they do.

It doesn't matter if you are one person, ten people, or a hundred people, in the eyes of Kuang Haiping, who wants to avenge his younger brother at this time, it is a chance to go through the motions.

Someone once said that the horizontal is afraid of stupidity, and the stupid is afraid of dying, but what I see in Kuang Haiping's body is not only this kind of old reason, but also the very popular social quotation.

"There is no towering tree in society, just one thing descends one thing!"

Kuang Haiping, an old outlaw who had been silent for a long time, burst out with an astonishing and terrifying combat power after the death of his younger brother, which also caused a terrifying wind to blow in the urban area of Fuzhou, which was already at the center of the whirlpool of the waves.