Chapter Ninety-Three: Ye Ke Has Practiced!

While Kim Da Shao is drunk, the green tea is ready to start seducing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

For Ling Zifeng's amount of alcohol, the green tea secretly admired it in her heart.

"Old classmate, don't look like a decent man and a gentleman, it's so boring to look at."

Ling Zifeng smiled, took the wine in her hand and drank it in one gulp, showing no interest in the teasing of the green tea.

When the green tea saw that the other party didn't take the bait, her curiosity became even heavier.

"Let's see if you're hard, if you're impotent or not."

Thinking of this, she used her "flirtatious magic" again, and said angrily:

"Ouch, what's the point of drinking, let's play some adult games."

After that, she actually took Ling Zifeng's hand and stroked her willow waist.

Ling Zifeng's hand was slippery, and the green tea fell into his arms.

Ling Zifeng, who smelled of strong perfume in his nose, was bored for a while.

He was about to push the slut away, but he didn't want a ruffian voice to interrupt his behavior.

"The third brother has something to talk to the boss here, and the idle people will get out of the way for me!"

The person who spoke was a little rascal in his twenties.

I saw that his hair was dyed green, the tattoos on his body were messy, his leather jacket and leather pants were full of small metal bumps, and his expression seemed to be unpleasant to look at.

A group of escort girls recognized this guy, he was the little boss of the gangsters who did a lot of evil in the neighborhood, Dongzi.

This Dongzi is not good, that is, a ninth-rate old boy.

But they know that the "third brother" in Erdan's mouth is a character on the underworld.

The green tea also knew this "third brother", and was shocked and jumped directly from Ling Zifeng.

Now that the third brother has spoken, the escort girls don't even dare to ask for the wine fee.

Fleeing the scene as if flying......

In the blink of an eye, only Ling Zifeng and the other four were left in the box.

Ling Zifeng narrowed his eyes, confirming that he didn't know this little gangster.

He didn't know that he was targeted when he "scraped" 50,000 yuan this morning.

Dongzi looked at the drunken Jin Dashao and confirmed that he was the fat man the boss said.

I saw him sit beside Jin Dashao unceremoniously, and a glass of ice water was poured on Jin Dashao's face.

"Ahh

Jin Dashao was awakened by the ice water and immediately scolded.

Dongzi patted Jin Dashao's fat dundun's face, and said in a dignified manner:

"Dead fat man wake up, the third brother wants to borrow some money from you to spend."

Jin Dashao listened inexplicably, burped loudly, and stammered angrily:

"Who, who is the third brother, I don't know Lao Tzu, I think, there are many people who want to borrow money from Jin Ye, Jin Ye I only say two words, don't answer!"

Kim Dae-shao was confused, thinking that the gangsters were those who came to him to borrow money to do business.

Dongzi heard Jin Dashao say this, and laughed angrily.

He licked his lips and looked somewhere on the table.

Suddenly, I saw him grab Jin Dashao's head and press it into the wine barrel.

While pressing, he scolded:

"Hehe, you kid is hard enough, Dongye, I'll make you sober and sober."

"Puff puff."

Ling Zifeng saw that Jin Dashao was covered with wine all over his face.

Shaking off the thug's hand, he said loudly:

"It doesn't matter who you are, if you want to fight, I've practiced!"

Jin Dashao was already drunk and a little incoherent.

He pushed the thugs away and yelled:

"Eat your grandpa's roundhouse kick!"

Dongzi was stunned, thinking that he had really practiced, and immediately took a few steps back.

Just listen to the sound of "let's chirp".

Jin Dashao turned around sharply and smashed directly to the ground.

Dongzi was immediately happy.

"Just your fat appearance, you still pretend to be a practitioner!"

As he spoke, he picked up a glass ashtray on the table like Jin Dashao walking.

Jin Dashao fell in pain, and the alcohol dissipated a little.

Look at Dongzi holding an ashtray.

He also realized that something was wrong.

Immediately sat on the ground and shouted.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just said that the third brother wants to take money from you."

"I, I don't have ...... money"

"Fart, don't pretend to be garlic with Lao Tzu, Erdan saw you win 50,000 scratches in the morning."

"Huh? What scratch lottery? ”

The green tea was so frightened that she didn't dare to take a breath.

She knew that she had encountered the underworld today.

Hearing this, Ling Zifeng suddenly realized.

It turned out that he was watched when he won the lottery in the morning.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would give up the room to Jin Dashao.

Therefore, Kim Dae-shao was confused with himself.

"It turned out that the 50,000 prize money was to blame."

Dongzi saw that Jin Dashao continued to pretend to be garlic, and immediately viciously prepared to greet him with an ashtray above his head.

Ling Zifeng saw that the situation was about to become serious, and immediately stood up, he didn't want to have more trouble.

So he pretended to be in a hurry to go to the toilet and gently pouted the little gangster.

Ling Zifeng's "gentle rub" is not a joke.

The little gangster Dongzi was taken to the ground on the spot, and he fell on his back.

I saw him jump up with his buttocks covered and roar loudly:

"Who dares to plot against your master!"

Dongzi looked around and didn't find any suspicious person.

He was so troubled just now that the whole bar fell silent.

The drinking guests and the girls on the dance floor have long been clean.

In addition to a few Dongzi's companions, there were only four people including Ling Zifeng.

He looked around and first glanced at Ling Zifeng.

"It's dirty, it's not like it."

His gaze swept back to the green tea.

"Little slut, with a look of owe, not like."

Then, his gaze shifted to Hermione.

"Old man, such a beautiful foreign girl, why didn't I find it just now."

I saw Dongzi walking towards Hermione with a squinting face, like a wolfdog that had found its prey.

He spoke broken English, and groping hands were reaching out to Hermione unruly.

"Hoa."

Ling Zifeng rolled his eyes, Haunima is big, is he going to die, right?

He was also polite, and gently kicked Dongzi in the ass.

Dongzi suddenly fell and ate, and gnawed on the sofa at Hermione's feet.

Hermione shrank her feet and looked up at Ling Zifeng lightly.

That seems to say, "Stop playing, get rid of the troubles." ”

Ling Zifeng nodded knowingly, but he was playing a lot at the moment, just wanting to repair this little gangster.

Ling Zifeng knew about it as early as half a year ago, when he was still at home.

This group of thugs bullies men and women in the city do all kinds of evil.

But they always slipped away quickly, and the police didn't have much to do with them.

After the incident, he often retaliated against those who called the police, and over time, no one dared to come forward.

As a result, this group of people became even more arrogant.

So today, Ling Zifeng decided to teach these gangsters a good lesson.

It can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

When Dongzi was kicked by Ling Zifeng, the other gangsters saw it.

They immediately rushed forward and surrounded Ling Zifeng tightly.

Someone even pulled out a machete several feet long and shook it in front of him.

"Hey, Crazy Boy."

Ling Zifeng smiled, these little gangsters were like ants in his eyes.

Even without magic and martial arts, physical fitness alone can directly crush them.

If he wants to, he can knock people away with a flick of his fingers.

But the thugs didn't know how strong he was, so they rushed up in a swarm.

(To be continued)