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Chapter 40 The Banquet Is Not a Good Banquet

While the fat man was eating, he rubbed his feet dishonestly on Lan Xuan's legs.

As soon as the fat man came, Wang Ziyou noticed that his lustful eyes were glancing at Lan Xuan. Now, when the fat man exposed his fox tail hair, Wang Ziyou was naturally not polite.

He immediately slapped the table and stood up, glaring angrily and yelling: "Damn it, show me some respect. You dare to eat my sister's tofu. If you have the ability, go down and challenge me."

"Hmph, let's fight one on one, no one is afraid of whom." The fat man is 1.80 meters tall and weighs 200 kilograms. Naturally, he is not afraid.

With his beautiful facial features and slender figure, the prince looked like he was not the one to fight. But what he said was very bachelor, "Okay. I'll be waiting for you."

The two of them arrived downstairs. The fat man immediately bumped into Wang Ziyou.

Xiaoxun was upstairs, holding the skirt of his clothes with both hands, worriedly saying: "Poor prince."

Lan Xuan lay calmly on the railing without saying a word. She had great confidence in Wang Ziyou.

I saw Wang Ziyou take two steps forward and hit the fat man on the head with a high kick.

"So handsome" Xiaoxun clapped his hands and applauded.

The fat man was kicked back a few steps and was in a state of embarrassment.

I didn’t expect that Wang Ziyou was still a martial artist? Zhang Zhong had already seen that Wang Ziyou was very skilled, so no wonder Lan Xuan had confidence in him. At this time, Lan Xuan nodded to Zhang and smiled, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake.

It's refreshing.

"Ah" Zhang Zhong's arm was twisted by Li Lina. "Where are you looking? Look, the fight downstairs is so exciting."

No matter how exciting it is, what does it have to do with me? Zhang Zhong doesn’t like to watch fighting. At this time, Lan Xuan shyly turned his head and looked downstairs.

There was no beauty to see, so Zhang Zhong could only turn his head.

I saw the fat man rushing towards Wang Ziyou again. This time he was very fast. When he saw Wang Ziyou in front of him, Wang Ziyou suddenly bent down, hugged the fat man's feet with both hands, and lifted the fat man up in a domineering posture.

The fat man, whose center of gravity was unstable, slapped Wang Ziyou on the shoulder. Wang Ziyou shivered in pain, but he did not relax his hand. He lifted the fat man up with a sudden lift.

The fat man put his hands on Wu Ziyou's neck: "Damn, you are sick. Can you, with your weak body, hold me in your arms?"

Wang Ziyou threw the fat man to the ground and kicked his chest with his knee.

"Bang!" The fat man was so painful that he was sweating profusely on his face, "Oh, you are looking for death. Brother, come and help me."

As the fat man yelled, three people came from the crowd. One of them, Zhang Zhong, had met Huang Mao that night when he was eating with Teacher Huang at the food stall. Huang Mao was followed by two younger brothers.

When they saw that the fat man was injured, the two younger brothers helped him up.

"Boy, you are so bold. Why don't you ask who is in charge of the snack street?" Huang Mao said, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry for my sister!" Wang Ziyou yelled at the fat man.

"Fuck you, boy, come here and bite me if you can." Someone was covering him, and the fat man became more courageous.

"Drink! Little bastard, Brother Hua is talking to you, do you hear me?" One of the boys couldn't stand Wang Ziyou's arrogance. After all, few people in this snack street dare to offend Huang Mao.

"Sorry, did you hear that?" Wang Ziyou seemed not to have heard and rushed towards the fat man.

"Boy, are your skin itchy?" Huang Mao was ignored and was very angry. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't take himself seriously, and even wanted to attack the people he protected. This was outrageous. "Er Mao, here.

let me try"

As soon as Huang Mao finished speaking, Ermao kicked Wang Ziyou.

Wang Ziyu turned sideways and dodged the blow.

But the fat man hugged me around the waist. "Hit me, beat me to death," the fat man yelled.

"A Niu, take action!" Huang Mao commanded.

A Niu was a very strong guy. When he saw his companion hugging his opponent, he approached him unceremoniously and started punching and kicking him.

"Bang" Wang Ziyou was punched in the face.

"Damn, you're actually playing dirty tricks." The prince's face turned deep purple. He didn't expect these four guys to be so shameless.

"You know nothing, this is a war that never tires of deceit! You guys who don't know the heights of heaven and earth, I will teach you a lesson and let you know that the pot is made of iron. Huang Mao smiled proudly and said, "Beat me to death."

"Bang bang" the three guys' fists hit Wang Ziyou hard.

In this age where we have no ability, we still want to be a hero and save the beauty. Zhang Zhong sighed. He turned around, but Lan Xuan was nowhere to be seen.

Damn it, this little girl didn’t run upstairs to break up the fight! Zhang Zhong didn’t want anything to happen to the school belle, so he hurried down and squeezed through the crowd. He saw Lan Xuan saying: “Stop fighting.

People will die if you do this."

"Hmph, don't worry, if you can't beat him to death, you'll only break two of his legs," Huang Mao said with a sinister smile.

"Let him go quickly...or I'll call the police," Lan Xuan picked up the phone and said.

"If you want to report it, then report it. Before the police come, I want him to peel off his skin. Brothers, give me a beating with all your strength."

"Xuan'er, don't worry about me, I'm fine!" Wang Ziyou shouted. This scream made the corners of his mouth tremble, and the pain was unbearable.

"Ah Huang, why don't you get back under your mother's bed and hide?" the crowd roared.

"Who? Whoever dares to scold me, stand up for me." Huang Mao was so angry that the Three Corpse Gods jumped.

"Xiao Huang, does your hand still hurt?" Zhang Zhong squeezed in from the crowd and asked with concern.

"You...okay...it turns out to be your boy, now you come to the door yourself, and we will settle the old and new accounts together." Huang Mao said with an angry smile, "Brothers, please pay me."

Huang Mao waved his big hand with the demeanor of a general.

Er Mao is on the left, Fatty is in the middle, and A Niu is on the right. The three of them attack at the same time.

The fat man used the momentum of a tiger to pounce at Zhang Zhong's feet. As long as he hugged Zhang Zhong, the other two people could beat the drowned dog. These three people often fought. They had practiced this move countless times and never failed.

Er Mao rushed towards Zhang Zhong's chest, and as soon as the fat man hugged him hard, his fist would hit him.

Aniuren was taller and wanted to hit Zhang Zhong on the head.

Zhang Zhong has been in countless fights since he was a child. How could he hide this little trick from him?

Zhang Zhong stood there as steady as a mountain. When the fat man rushed over, he jumped up and stepped on his stomach. He didn't even look at the attacks of the other two people. He punched quickly, "Bang, bang," and the others

Dazzled.

In less than a minute, three guys were knocked to the ground by him.

Huang Mao was so frightened that his face turned pale. Last time he stumbled in front of Zhang Zhong alone, but today with three of his subordinates, he still couldn't do anything to him, and his face suddenly turned ashen.

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Zhong said as he stepped on the fat man's chest.

"I'm sorry!" Fatty said to Zhang Zhong.

"Tell her," Zhang Zhong pulled the fat man to Lan Xuan and said.

Lan Xuan didn't expect that Zhang Zhong would drag the fat man over to apologize to her. She was stunned for a while and didn't react.

"I'm sorry!" Fatty said, bending down.

Lan Xuan turned her head and didn't look at him. She felt so embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Get out!" Zhang Zhong said, kicking the fat man.

The fat man ran away, and Huang Mao also fled with his three younger brothers.

Lan Xuan went to help Wang Ziyou who fell to the ground: "Brother, let me take you to see a doctor."

"No need!" Wang Ziyou struggled to get up, but his legs hurt so much that he fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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