The foreman and the other three waiters were stunned, and one of them was stunned, turned to leave, and took out his mobile phone to make a call as he went.

"You go." Tang Long looked at Tang Qiang and said.

Tang Qiang had no problem, and his consciousness was completely sober, he beckoned Wang Like and Chen Fu, who were still sitting in their chairs, and prepared to leave the bar.

"They can go, but you scrap wood must stay here." Dongfang Zhou shouted.

"Keep your mouth clean." Tang Long tilted his head slightly to look at Dongfang Zhou, and then shook his head at Tang Qiang, "You go first, I'll be fine." ”

Tang Qiang looked at Tang Long, wanted to speak and stopped, Tang Long nodded at Tang Qiang, Tang Qiang followed behind the leader of the beer company, and strode towards the direction of the door. Dongfang Zhou took two steps forward, just an arm's length away from Tang Long, he raised his chin and stared at Tang Long's eyes, Tang Long also stared at his eyes calmly.

"Poor wastewood, I won't let you go as easily this time as I did last time."

Tang Long was silent and continued to stare into his eyes.

"I heard that you are very interested in my former Ma Zibai Sumei? You don't have to think about it, how does Bai Sumei like a rural wine delivery worker? Not all toads can eat swan meat. ”

"Have you said enough? Dongfang Zhou, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Bai Sumei didn't know when she came behind Tang Long, her face was flushed with anger.

"What about shamelessness? Let this scrap beat me! I'm scared, this time let you do it first. Dongfang Zhou clenched his fists, pounded his left chest exaggeratedly, and then turned to the girl behind him and said, "Fei'er, lean back, I want to see if he has this dog guts." ”

Tang Long remembered that many years ago, when he was in junior high school, a tall naughty egg in the class once insulted him as an imbecile and a waste of wood in front of the whole class after class, and stood in front of him like Dongfang Zhou and looked directly at him and said, "You beat me!" You have the ability to beat me! At that time, he chose to endure everything silently, did not reply to the other party without saying a word, and completely surrendered to the other party's insults. And now, he hesitated for a second, and he didn't intend to be silent, he knew that force and fists can sometimes not only wash away shame, but also conquer the opponent's body and will with the power that bursts out.

Tang Long clenched his fists, suddenly exerted his strength, the front hand fist popped out and shook in front of his eyes, almost at the same time, the waist and shoulders turned to the left, and the back hand fist then hit Dongfang Zhou's lips with lightning speed, after all, Dongfang Zhou had practiced free fighting for a period of time in the amateur class, when Tang Long made the front hand punch, he hurriedly retreated with a backward step, but Tang Long's punch was very fast, and the back hand punch had already hit his lips, maybe this is the difference between professional boxers and amateur boxers.

Although Tang Long only used fifty percent of his strength, it was difficult for ordinary people to bear it. When the joints as hard as iron hit the soft lips, Dongfang Zhou was still shaken. The brain in the skull was concussed by the fist, and it collided violently with the skull, which made Dongfang Zhou's consciousness fall into a fog for a while, and his reaction became sluggish, Tang Long took a step forward with his right foot, and his hands went around the back of his neck like a snake, and then his palms were tightly clasped together, and his wrists were tightly clamped around Dongfang Zhou's neck like scissors, and he pulled hard in the direction of his right arm, Dongfang Zhou couldn't break free of Tang Long's arm, he was firmly held by Tang Long like a cow. When Dongfang Zhou's upper body bowed down under the pull of Tang Long's hands, Tang Long stood on tiptoe with his right foot, his left calf was tightly buckled under his thigh, the soles of his feet were straight, his knees were obliquely at a 45-degree angle, his waist and buttocks were sent forward, and his knees were like steel drills used by construction workers to chisel stones, and they were firmly chiseled on Dongfang Zhou's right ribs. Due to the inertia of Tang Long's hands and necks, he fell to the ground all of a sudden, then turned over, lay on his side on the ground, arched himself like a fried lobster, held his ribs with both hands, and his shrunken feet bent involuntarily. Immediately, because of the pain, he rolled over and lay on his back on the ground, his face pale, his facial features twisted like a battle rope in the gym, his mouth open, and small moans from time to time.

His companion and the girl behind him hurried over and crouched beside him to give first aid.

The scene of Dongfang Zhou knocking him out with a belly punch at Wenshan Lake last year flashed through his mind, and today, he finally gave it back to him in front of so many people.

Thinking of this, Tang Long turned around, took Bai Sumei's hand, came to the table where he had just dined, picked up the glass of beer he had just poured and drank it all, and then they came to the front desk to pay the bill together. The bar manager walked in from the door with more than a dozen bar security guards and walked to the place where the fight had just now, and after Tang Long paid the bill, he walked out of the Trainguessing Bar with his arms around Bai Sumei's shoulders.

He reached out and called a BYD electric taxi and told the driver to go to Shenzhen University. Tang Long opened the backseat door, let Bai Sumei go up, and then stepped into the car with his head down and sat beside her. The car carried them through the lights and the night, into the brightly lit traffic. The tall buildings on both sides of the road are like huge cliffs, and the traffic is like hot volcanic magma through the canyon in the middle of the cliffs, rolling into the unknown distance with a burning desire.

Bai Sumei raised Tang Long's right hand, put it in front of her eyes and looked at it, then looked at Tang Long and said, "Tang Long, your hand is injured." ”

The joint of his right fist squeezed Dongfang Zhou's lips apart and stabbed them on the other party's teeth, he didn't know if Dongfang Zhou's teeth were safe and sound, but the flesh that wrapped his index and middle fingers had been punctured by the teeth, and blood flowed out.

"It's fine." Tang Long shook his head slightly.

"Does it hurt?" Bai Sumei asked.

The pleasure and pride of knocking down Dongfang Zhou were still burning in his body, stimulating his senses like alcohol, giving him great courage and confidence, Tang Long stretched his left hand from her back and hugged her left shoulder, just like her hand he had just in the bar as generous, natural, and confident, he said, "It's a little bit of skin, it doesn't hurt." ”

"Is your dad alright?"

"He's fine, he should be on his way home." Tang Long turned his face and looked into Bai Sumei's eyes.

His arms hugged Bai Sumei tighter. Bai Sumei's eyes flickered in the dim light, her nose was very long and high, and the tip of her nose was almost up to his lips. She raised her head slightly, looking at Tang Long, who was also staring at her, the breath from her nose mixed with the smell of perfume on her body, and gently hit his cheek.

Bai Sumei suddenly leaned her face over, her lips imprinted on his cheek, leaving a hot and moist kiss.