In the hall of Dongyuan Hotel, before Yang Xin, Xiaoji and others could figure out the situation, they used alcohol to help Fu Zhisong and Da Liu and others.

At the beginning, the two gangs almost got a draw because the number of people on both sides was similar, and Yang Xin, Xiaoji and others also drank alcohol, which was equivalent to being blessed by spells. Others could not feel the pain even if they punched each other twice, so they didn't care about Da Liu and others.

But the situation was different as he fought, because Liu and others came to capture Fu Zhisong, carrying a knife and weapons.

"Puff!"

When Yang Xin was fighting with a young man, he turned around and was scratched by another young man with a machete.

"Fuck, they have a knife!" Yang Xin exclaimed immediately.

"Ding bell bang!"

Fu Zhisong did not run away this time, but instead fought more righteously. After seeing Yang Xin being stabbed, he rushed to the young man with a trash can and smashed him into the head.

"ah!"

In the hall, several waiters who were staying at the bar suddenly burst into screams, and then ran to the lounge to hide.

"Don't do it!"

"Stop fighting!"

“…!”

At the same time, several security guards were coming to pull up the frame with baseball sticks.

"Puff!"

The brother Liu, who had been anxious, had already swung his sword at the security guard a few times.

"Fuck, what's the point of playing this? Even the ones who are pulling the frame are hit?"

"Let's go, don't worry!"

“…!”

When several security guards saw something was wrong, they turned around and ran away.

...

At the same time, the top floor of Dongyuan Hotel.

"Someone is working downstairs."

"Who got it done?"

"I don't know, the security guard shouted with the walkie-talkie, it seemed that your friends were fighting with someone else."

"Fuck, which friend did you hit me?!"

“…!”

After a mess of shouting, Shen Tianze, Jiang Guangnan, Cao Meng and others, who were in a depressed mood, all got together and ran downstairs without saying a word.

These people were actually confused about drinking upstairs. Although they still couldn't recognize people, their brains were basically delayed. For example, when Brother Zhu followed everyone to the elevator door, he found that he was just wearing a pair of shorts and had no shoes. The last scene in his mind was that he was drunk and fell asleep in the private room.

"Fuck, why am I wearing shorts?" Brother Zhu looked at his lower body in shock, waved his hand and shouted: "You guys go down and have sex first, I'll wear some pants."

"It's all my fucking fucking, I'm still wearing a JB, let's just have a cooler fight!" Ozawa dragged Brother Zhu into the elevator.

"No, who fought with whom, is it ours?" Brother Zhu had been sleeping for a while, and at this moment he was one of the few people with relatively clear heads.

"Yes, it must be, the security guard downstairs just shouted."

"Do you, fuck him!" Brother Zhu hasn't been so excited for many years. He is old and has stopped fighting for a long time. In addition, he is also famous in H City and loves to make friends, so no one dares to rob him. But today he has a little wine and is inexplicably excited by this sudden battle, as if he has returned to the eighties of the kitchen knife team and has been working as a pickaxe team overnight.

...

In less than two minutes, everyone took two elevators in batches and landed in the first floor lobby. But after the elevator door opened, everyone was confused because both sides were doing much more tragic than they thought. Near the fountain in the center of the hall, there was already blood at this moment, because Yang Xin, Xiaoji, Fu Zhisong and others had no knifes, so they basically had their lottery.

"Damn it, I feel like I have a knife to you. I don't feel safe when I'm so cool?!" Brother Zhu looked down at his red Tiao Tiao's body and felt that he was suffering.

"Beat them!"

"Fuck him!"

“…!”

After the brothers went downstairs, they were just like before, Jiang Guangnan, Chen Hao, and Cao Meng either unbuttoned their belts or picked up the trash can in the elevator, and rushed to the crowd first.

"Oh my fuck!"

Liu originally thought that he had a knife and the battle would end in two minutes, but when he looked back, more than 20 people came out of the elevator, and the stairs were also thudding loudly. Obviously, there were other helpers "rushing to the battlefield."

"Mom, go!" After Liu felt something was wrong, he grabbed Fu Zhisong's collar and pulled it out.

"You can't do it!"

Cao Meng jumped up in the air, holding the trash can in both hands, and hit Liu's head like a slam dunk.

"Gudong!"

Liu was not in a position to guard against it, so he was smashed and rolled his eyes on the spot, and lay on the ground with his body slanted.

"Chop them!"

Liu's brother rushed over and slashed with a knife. Brother Zhu was the last one. Although he was restless and had a feeling of passion, he didn't have a guy in his hand and couldn't take the sword with his bare hands, so he was chased by someone as soon as he showed up. The CK shorts he wore, which were rare in those days, also attracted a lot of attention.

"Steal his knife!" Shen Tianze pointed at a young man and shouted.

"Bang!"

After speaking, Erpang took the belt and tugged it on the young man's head with a clamp.

"brush!"

The guy turned around suddenly.

"Crazy!"

Shen Tianze, Shen Jinnan, and Zhou Qi rushed up together. The two of them pressed his arm, and each of them snatched the knife. They pressed it on the ground and chopped it up in a mess. But it was said that it was chopping, but in fact it was just chopping it with the back of the knife. Because everyone didn't know why it started fighting, there was no need to kill him, and he was serious injury.

Since the number of people has an absolute advantage, the battle will soon end with one-sided down. At this time, Liu had already run to the stairs on the second floor, holding the phone in his hand, and dialed the number of the gambling boss with a very aggrieved.

"Hey? What's the matter? Calling in the middle of the night?"

"Brother, I caught Fu Zhisong, but this B raised an accomplice... Fuck it, we were in the hotel, and more than 40 people were blocked. These people were so fucking natural, and there were also stupid B who wore shorts. They chased us and beat us up... so scary..."

"What's wrong with me wearing shorts?" Brother Zhu happened to run from another staircase to the second floor. As soon as he looked up, he saw Da Liu squatting behind the staircase and making a phone call.

"Oh, fuck!" Liu was shocked.

"Damn it, why am I wearing shorts?" Brother Zhu saw that Da Liu had lost his knife, and he suddenly felt as if he was in a state of state. He kicked him in Liu's face.

"Ding bell bang!"

Da Liu was not careful and rolled down the stairs and steps on his back.

...

On the other end, after the gambling boss was woken up, he sat on the bed and dialed a number with his cell phone.

"Hey? Brother!"

"Xia Yong, something happened to this waste Liu again. Call him and then take someone over and take a look."

"knew!"
Chapter completed!