I walked to the door of the Air Force One box, just opened the door of the private room and rushed in.

The whole box can be described as unbearable.

More than two dozen men and women, naked, gathered together as if they were animals crossing, standing regularly on the floor in the style of a long hairstyle checkered block, writhing their bodies rhythmically and frantically with a deafening DJ.

One by one, a man and a woman matched each other, shaking their heads and having fun.

A few of us stood at the door of the room, stunned for dozens of seconds, and none of them paid attention to us.

Then Guo Hao turned on the light on the wall and turned off the DJ.

Everyone looked at us in unison.

When they saw me with a steel pipe, a baseball bat, and a machete, they instantly understood what was going on.

The girl scattered in a panic to find her own clothes.

A man came up and said arrogantly:

"Mouse, you haven't had enough of this idiot, have you! I also invited Young Master Fang Chen, what do you want to do? You tmd,,,

Before the man could finish his sentence, I hit him on the head with a steel pipe, and the blood spurted out of his head.

The whole room was stunned.

Two men rushed over to protect him and helped the man onto the couch.

The people around him just wanted to get dressed, but they were rushed up by Fuqiang and beaten when they saw someone. That baseball bat swung at the bare-ass man, knock, knock! Boom! Sounds really enjoyable.

At this moment, Fugui tugged at the bloody face. The man who was apparently standing guard at the door approached.

The man covered his face, consciously squatted in the corner of the wall, and began to think about it.

Then Fugui walked to the wine table. Picked up a glass of freshly opened beer and took a sip, looking at the snow-white thighs of the group of girls who were getting dressed, and his eyes were straight.

Apparently in a hurry, he suddenly sneezed, and a trace of bloodshot snot was brought out by the sneeze.

Fugui obviously realized that his snot came out, and he actually wiped it with his cuffs again, and his whole face was suddenly blood-red!

I covered my face. At that moment, I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and stuff my head in! I dragged Fugui back, took out a handkerchief from my pocket and said, "Wipe the blood off your face!"

Fugui looked at me gratefully, pointed to a man with an unconvinced expression and said, "That person hit me."

Guo Hao put a welding machete more than one meter long. Across the wine table, he said to everyone:

"Today at the door of the English pub, the eight people who beat the three of us died honestly.

Everyone on the other side stared. The one with his head held high was bleeding. The man lying on the couch, apparently waiting for him to give orders.

I looked over the man I had beaten.

The man was about thirty years old, with a strong build, a thick gold necklace hanging around his neck, a short flat head, and a descending tiger tattooed on his chest.

The man leaned back on the couch with his head held high. Pointing his finger at me with bared teeth, he said:

"You have a kind of TMD, you even me down the mountain tiger. Ma San dares to fight!

I walked over with my head down, slammed a few sticks at his head.

Obviously, the person I hit was the boss of this group, and suddenly three people rushed in.

I slammed a stick in the face of the man who rushed by, and he blocked his arm and hurriedly stepped back.

The other man had just reached out and grabbed the beer bottle on the table, but before he could throw it over.

Guo Hao slashed at the man's arm, and with a thud, the man's arm instantly opened a big hole, and blood gushed out! The man collapsed on the couch with his arms clutched.

Guo Hao roared: "TMD, who dares to try again."

The boss named Ma San, with his head down, blood dripping down his face, he stared at Guo Hao with squinted eyes, and said convincingly: "Mouse, you dare to play with Lao Tzu really, I don't want to think about how to end up today!"

Guo Hao smiled and said: "No, Lao Tzu doesn't want to do things. It's not scary!

Ma San licked the blood on the corner of his mouth with his tongue and said:

"Mouse, now I'll give you a chance, kneel in front of me, kowtow three times, and follow Fang Dashao home to sleep, forget it! You know me, I'm not going to say anything.

I rushed over suddenly, and when Ma San saw me rushing over again, he was obviously scared by me, and pointed at me and yelled a little nervously:

"Where the hell did you TMD come from, our own internal business! What's wrong with you! Stop me.

Before Ma San finished speaking, I waved a few more sticks at his head, and Ma San held his head with both hands and used his arms to rigid. Knock, knock, knock, a few muffled sounds!

Ma San didn't care about the identity of the boss, turned around and looked at the innermost part of the room.

I chased after him, and the crowd instantly dispersed a road, and I chased Ma San to the corner of the wall and rolled around at Ma San.

Ma San was obviously anxious by me, he began to cry for his father and mother, and finally began to beg for mercy.

At that moment I seemed to find all the anger today, all the humiliation.

Fang Chen hugged my waist and said, "Xiaoice, you are crazy, do you want to kill him!"

I panted and shook my head, and at that moment I didn't know what was wrong, and looked at Fang Chen with tears streaming down my face.

Fang Chen put his arm around my shoulders and said:

"Brother, I know it's uncomfortable, you were still persuading me to pass my own level just now, have you passed it yourself?

I stared at the group as if I had collapsed, and I could imagine what kind of look I had in my eyes.

It was a look of hatred, burning with fire like a falcon.

Those people were afraid of making eye contact with me, and their eyes wandered.

Fang Chen glanced at the person and said:

"Tonight, the eight people who are looking for trouble at the gate of England, stand up, and I will give you a minute to think about it, or you will end up like Ma San.

Everyone stared at Ma San, their boss, lying on the ground with blood all over his head, his whole body like a bloody man.

Two young people came over consciously.

Guo Hao roared: "Do you want Lao Tzu to pull you out one by one."

Guo Hao's voice was not tight, and the other six people walked out in an instant.

Fang Chen said with a smile, kneeling in a row, seeing that no one of them moved.

Fang Chen's baseball bat swung on the lap of the person closest to him, and the eight people knelt straight in a row!

Fang Chen rolled up his sleeves, handed the baseball bat to Guo Hao and said, you three start!

I feel comfortable, I'm not wronged, let's go out for a drink!

Then Guo Hao, Fugui, Fuqiang and the three of them started, and regularly hit the back of the eight people!

For a while, screams, begging for mercy, ups and downs with each other! Within a few minutes, the three of them were starting to sweat.

At this moment, a pair of five or six SWAT officers rushed up.

The SWAT officer pointed a gun at us and said, "Stop, put your hands up!"

As if they had seen a savior, the eight men cried out, "You are here at last!" Thank you.

A leading SWAT officer didn't expect that there were so many people, and took the walkie-talkie in his hand and said, "Command center."

I am a large group of special police squadrons, Golden Life KTV, Air Force One box, I need emergency support, please send police support as soon as possible, there are about 30 people at the scene.

After about a few minutes, another team of police officers rushed in, and they first made us crouch down with our heads in our hands, and then began to count the number of people. Then the paramedics came and carried out the seriously injured Ma San.

Ma San closed his eyes and lay on the stretcher, and when he passed by me, his eyes broke open and looked at me.

Then we took to the Yangxi branch of Yangbei City, and it was obvious that the Yangxi branch was more magnificent than the Yangdong branch.

A ten-story office building stands solemnly on Yangxi Avenue, and you can see it from afar, and the tallest building is the Yangxi Branch.

Dozens of us were escorted to four Nanjing Iveco, and after entering the Yangxi Branch, we were driven down and taken into the basement.

Then the identities were checked one by one, and after the identity verification, dozens of us squatted in several rows, and more than a dozen people in a row.

A pot-bellied leader-like policeman asked:

"I don't know why we brought you in for verification.

Seeing that no one was talking, he continued, "Because someone reported that you were fighting in the private room!" I want to know why you guys are fighting, who hit the wounded man.

In addition to the day, Fugui, Fuqiang, Fang Chen, Guo Hao, everyone pointed their fingers at me.

The leader said, "The second in the last row comes out."

Because I've been in prison and I'm so familiar with this kind of scene, I can't help but stand up

The leader asked, "What's your name?"

I said, "My name is Han Bing."

The leader was startled, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly lost his temper and shouted: "Rack him up and take him away?" (To be continued......)