Wang He couldn't say why he liked to do it now when he didn't agree with him.

He just felt that he should strike first.

Try to beep as little as possible.

Anyway, Zhao Hai will definitely not let him leave unscathed, since this is the case, then let's do it directly.

Wang He suddenly kicked the person down with a chair, and the many young people who surrounded him did not react at once.

They were stunned, but Wang He would not be stunned.

Reflexively, kicking and knocking over another.

At this point, the others finally came to their senses.

"Fuck you."

"Chop and go."

"Brothers, him."

These people scolded and viciously held wine bottles to besiege Wang He together.

Wang He directly greeted the wine bottle smashed into him with his fist.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The two wine bottles that smashed into Wang He's head shattered in response.

More than a dozen people besieged Wang He alone, the so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how hard Wang He's fists are, he can only deal with two beer bottles at the same time, when he smashed two beer bottles with his fists and kicked one over with his feet, three or four beer bottles have fallen on his head.

"Smack, smack, smack..."

These people are very experienced in fighting, and beer bottles specialize in heads.

Wang He only felt that his head was buzzing, and there was a slight pain in the place where he was hit, he understood that this was thanks to the fact that the Demon Roar Nine Heavens Decisive First Heavy had strengthened his physique tenfold, and his current physical strength was different from that of ordinary people, otherwise he might have fallen down by now.

"Give Lao Tzu a hard beating." Zhao Hai roared angrily.

As the second generation of black that everyone is in awe of, no matter where he goes, others must respectfully call 'Brother Hai'.

But Wang He not only didn't give him face, but also kicked and spit out the wine that he had just drunk into his stomach, making himself ugly in front of his favorite woman and everyone.

He couldn't swallow this breath anyway.

At this time, the dozen or so youths besieging Wang He became even more imposing.

The sound of beer bottles shattering kept ringing.

Xiao Lan saw that the development of the situation was getting more and more serious, and she also saw a lot of beer smashed on Wang He with her own eyes, she was distressed and angry.

She immediately rushed to Zhao Hai's side and shouted, "Zhao Hai, let them stop immediately." ”

Zhao Hai got up from the ground, wiped the wine spit out of his stomach from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Impossible." ”

"Bastard." Xiao Lan was anxious, and immediately grabbed Zhao Hai with his hands and feet, Zhao Hai snorted and pushed her away, and said: "Xiao Lan, you listen to me, if you dare to continue to persuade me, I promise that he will not see the sun tomorrow, if you are obedient, I can spare his life." ”

"You..."

Zhao Hai glared, and Xiao Lan didn't dare to speak for an instant.

What kind of virtue Zhao Hai is, she knows very well, if she really forces Zhao Hai to be in a hurry, Zhao Hai will indeed dare to kill Wang He.

At this time, she felt very remorseful.

If she had known that this would happen, she would never have called Wang He to celebrate her birthday.

Thinking about it, Xiao Lan burst into tears.

Especially when she saw a group of people surrounding Wang He, she couldn't stop her tears.

"Smack!"

As soon as Wang He knocked a person down with a punch, someone immediately knocked him the back of the head with a wine bottle.

Beer bottles shattered.

At this time, the ground was full of glass slag from beer bottles, and Wang He also felt that his head was cut by broken glass.

However, he didn't have time to pay attention to the wound.

He immediately turned around and kicked the opponent in the stomach, at this time, Wang He didn't have any strength, and his punch and kick were enough to make these ordinary gangsters incapacitated.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One punch solves one.

Gradually, at first, more than a dozen thugs carried wine bottles to besiege him, but after a short battle, half of the thugs besieging Wang He had already fallen.

The remaining half is still very brave.

After smashing the beer bottle in their hands, these little thugs began to use their fists and kicks like Wang He.

When one of the thugs punched Wang He with a fierce face, Wang He instantly punched and collided with the other party.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

"Ahh

The little thug instantly let out a miserable howl like killing a pig, and in the next second, the thug even burst into tears in pain.

For a while, the remaining thugs did not dare to move forward.

The main reason is that Wang He's combat ability is too exaggerated.

was smashed by a beer bottle more than a dozen times, each one smashed on the head, this did not fall, just shed some blood, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, watching his own people fall one after another, where did the remaining little gangsters dare to go up?

They don't dare to go up, it doesn't mean that Wang He doesn't dare to go up.

Wang He was already completely angry.

He wouldn't give up so easily.

For him

Either you don't do it, and as soon as you do it, you must be thorough.

His gaze immediately fixed on a thug who was still fighting.

When the little thug saw that he was being targeted, he shivered instantly, and then turned around and ran to the other side of the private room.

Wang He chased after him.

Can the speed of ordinary people be comparable to Wang He?

In the blink of an eye, the other party was chased by Wang He.

It just so happened that the table was next to him, and the other party could only grit his teeth and fight when he was trembling, but as soon as he picked up the wine bottle, he was already snatched by Wang He before he raised his hand.

Wang He hit the opponent on the head with a wine bottle in his backhand.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

The other party screamed.

Wang He didn't, just forget it.

He picked up the bottle from the table and smashed it again.

"Smack!"

The other party screamed again, fell to the ground, and clutched his head in his hands, wailing.

Blood, all over the place.

Wang He picked up two more wine bottles, and then stepped on the body of the wailing thug on the ground and walked to the door.

When Wang He passed by Xiao Lan's side, Xiao Lan wanted to help Wang He wipe the blood on his face, but Wang He avoided it.

"You... You're bleeding. Xiao Lan said extremely worriedly.

Wang He glanced at her, he didn't reply, but walked over.

"You..." Zhao Hai was just about to speak, Wang He glanced over, and Zhao Hai swallowed the rest of the words back in an instant.

Wang He didn't clean up Zhao Hai, because the little gangsters who besieged him just now were still standing.

He walked past Zhao Hai, and the two thugs who were standing stepped back with a frightened face, and when they retreated to the wall and couldn't continue to retreat, one of them mustered up the courage to threaten: "Little... Son, provoke us, don't you want to live anymore? ”

Wang He didn't speak, and walked over, and the two wine bottles hit left and right at the same time.

"Smack!"

The thug who spoke instantly had blood and glass slag on his face.

Surprisingly, the thug didn't fall, and only snorted, and didn't let out a scream of pain.

Wang He immediately made up for it.

The other party instantly knelt on the ground holding his stomach, and his face was suffocated into the color of pig liver.

Wait until only the last thug is left.

The other party suddenly took out a finger-length switchblade from his pocket, he ejected the blade, and then pointed the knife at Wang He, and said in a trembling tone: "Don't... Come here. ”

Wang He didn't even bother to summon the Demon God Fist, and with the current distance between him and the other party, he kicked out directly.

Before the other party could react, he was kicked by Wang He, and even vomited out the contents of his stomach.

After solving all the gangsters, Wang He turned around and walked towards Zhao Hai.

At this time, Zhao Hai was on the phone.

He saw that Wang He was not an ordinary ordinary high school student, and the person he brought was not Wang He's opponent at all, for a black second generation like him, if he wanted to save himself, he didn't ask Wang He to let him go, but quickly called someone.

Seeing this, Wang He kicked the half-broken beer bottle on the ground towards Zhao Hai, the position and direction were just right, only to see half of the beer bottle kicked out by him and hit Zhao Hai's right hand.

The phone dropped.

At the same time, Zhao Hai also let out a muffled snort because of the pain.

Wang He walked towards Zhao Hai step by step, Zhao Hai is worthy of being the second generation of black, he is used to seeing many similar scenes, he is not flustered, but holds the right hand that is in pain with his left hand, looks at Wang He calmly, and says: "You are awesome, this time I will admit it." ”

Wang He didn't say a word as before, his current appearance looked a little crazy, his eyes were calm, and there were two very conspicuous blood marks on both sides of his cheeks, especially when he didn't speak, it looked even more terrifying.

When he got closer and closer to Zhao Hai, Zhao Hai found that he was actually timid.

However, he didn't believe that Wang He dared to touch him.

"I'm Zhao Hai, the son of the Dragon King of Lanzhou City, you dare to touch me?" Zhao Hai looked confident after speaking out, he believed that as long as he reported his father's name, any big man in the entire Lanzhou City would give his father a few thin faces.

It's a pity that he met Wang He today.

First of all, Wang He had never heard of who the Dragon King was, even if he knew?

His father-in-law is Lord Yama.

Is the Dragon King a fart?

Wang He walked up to Zhao Hai, Wang He was just about to make a move, and Xiao Lan on the side hurriedly said, "Wang He, don't." ”

Wang He glanced at Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan hurriedly persuaded: "Wang He, don't be impulsive. ”

Wang He hesitated.

His hesitation was not because Xiao Lan persuaded him, for him, what Xiao Lan said had no weight at all, the reason why he hesitated was because there were too many people here, if he killed Zhao Hai in front of everyone, not to mention what trouble would be in the future, if this matter got out, he could only wait to go to prison.

After half a ring, Wang He suddenly kicked Zhao Hai out of the air, and then turned around and left.

Looking at Zhao Hai, who flew backwards a few meters away before landing, the others were dumbfounded.

How much effort does it take to kick someone out?

After a while, Xiao Lan hurriedly chased out of the private room.

After Wang He left KTV, the blood stains on his face had been wiped clean by him, and tonight's incident was simply a disaster for him.

If he hadn't come, he could have avoided it.

But since it has happened, he is not afraid of Zhao Hai's follow-up revenge.

He had just crossed the road at the entrance of the KTV, because the taxis were parked across the road, and he was going to take the car back to school, when he walked to the middle of the road, Xiao Lan's anxious screams suddenly came from behind him.

"Wang He, be careful."

Hearing this, Wang He was taken aback.

For a moment, his heart was beating wildly.

At the same time, he saw a car with no lights speeding towards him.

It was clear that the car had come to hit him on purpose.

He was about to react, but the speed was so fast that he didn't have time to dodge.

In an instant, the front of the car slammed into him.