Zhao Qiang defeated three more big men, and when the remaining ones were hiding far away and not daring to come up, Feng Yizheng was shouting something on his cell phone, as if he was calling someone. Zhao Qiang's toughness was beyond Feng Yi's expectation.
In addition, Zhao Qiang's colleagues were stunned. They didn't expect that Zhao Qiang could actually know kung fu and be so powerful. He could deal with five, six, seven, or eight big men by himself. He was not hurt at all, but those people were lying on the ground.
He fell to the ground, and he never stood up from the beginning to the end.
Rich people these days are generally not handsome, and those who are handsome have no sense of security. There are too few people like Zhao Qiang who are handsome and have a sense of security. Of course, this sense of security refers to skills and does not include feelings. Originally, Zhao Qiang
Inviting me to dinner and singing karaoke is very popular, especially the hearts of several beautiful little girls in the company.
Moreover, he can easily lend out the BMW of Ren Meng, the chairman of the company. His identity and background must be extraordinary. He is also so good at fighting. When they look at Zhao Qiang, the girls' eyes will inevitably have some hearts. The only regret is that
With a heavyweight like Tang Tang in front, they really didn't have the courage to stick up.
Feng Yi must have prospered in this area, otherwise he would not be so arrogant. Moreover, anyone who can open an entertainment venue like KTV must have connections in both black and white circles. But until now, the club has
No one came in to ask. The princess in the private room had already slipped out while Zhao Qiang was fighting with someone. There was no way the KTV manager didn't know what was going on here.
Seeing Feng Yi on the phone, Zhao Qiang sneered. He wanted to see who was supporting them. Zhao Qiang was not afraid in his heart, but others didn't think so. In their minds, don't fight with officials, don't
Fighting against bandits are two major tenets, so don't offend them easily. This man can easily bring out more than a dozen people. He has suffered a big loss now. He must have called someone.[
Shui Minghan walked up to Zhao Qiang and whispered softly: "Zhao Qiang, why don't we go back? Anyway, they ruined the fun of fighting, and I'm not in the mood to sing anymore."
"Leave? Don't let any of you even think about leaving. You hurt my person, so you want to leave with a slap on your back? I'll make you walk around without food today." Feng Yi stood at the door and sneered. He closed the door of the private room,
Use your body to block it.
Zhao Qiang thought to himself, if I want to leave, how can you stop me? Knowing Shui Minghan's thoughts, he smiled and patted the sofa on his right. "It's okay, sit down! Is your mood ruined? No! Come on."
, Tang Tang, sing a song for everyone."
Seeing that Zhao Qiang had no intention of leaving, Shui Minghan had no choice but to sit obediently at the place he designated. This time, Zhao Qiang had Tang Tang on his left and Shui Minghan on his right. Two women with refined looks were sitting on the left and right respectively, more beautiful than Feng Yi.
He is more like an elder brother. Feng Yi has to admit that he has played with many women, but he has never met one as beautiful as Shui Minghan. Because Tang Tang always wore a hat, he did not see her face at all.
.Maybe this is the problem. If he knew that Tang Tang was involved, he might let them go. Of course, he would also let himself go.
"Zhao Qiang, which song do you want to listen to?" Since Zhao Qiang said he wanted to listen to a song, Tang Tang took it seriously and picked up the remote control to ask Zhao Qiang to order a song.
"Any capital is fine, I like all the songs you sing." Zhao Qiang filled his and Shui Minghan's glasses with wine, raised their glasses to Shui Minghan, and Shui Minghan had no choice but to clink glasses with him.
.Is this man confident or arrogant? Shui Minghan thought in his heart.
When Tang Tang sang her new song "Feng Qiu Huang", Feng Yi's face became even more distorted. When the song reached the middle, there was a noise outside. There were men scolding, women yelling, and chairs moving.
The sounds of "dong", "dong" and "dong" are mixed together to form a powerful chorus.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Zhao Qiang could tell by the sound that there were no less than a hundred people coming. Zhao Qiang was still impressed by Feng Yi. You know, Shanghai is no longer the 1980s and 1990s, and the underworld is not as rampant as before. At least most of them are.
There are really very few big brothers who hide behind the scenes or show off their skills and casually show off more than a hundred people. This guy has two brushes.
Hearing this voice, Feng Yi knew that he had a chance to win. So what if this guy could fight again? He could beat ten people, but what about twenty people? What about thirty people? What about a hundred people? Feng Yi opened the door of the private room.
, he glanced at the younger brother who was smart enough not to attack Zhao Qiang and was still standing up. The guy immediately ran out. Soon, the sounds of "哐", "哐", and "哐" moved this way.
come over.
Tang Tang could no longer sing. She was the most confident in facing Zhao Qiang among this group of people, but now she had to worry about their safety. Although Shui Minghan could still keep calm on his face, he squeezed his hands together.
Her ground movements still exposed her inner nervousness. Others were even worse. Men gathered around each other and burrowed into the corner of the sofa, wishing they could squeeze a hole into the wall so they could get out. And the woman
The men took advantage and hid behind the men one by one. These future stars were scared at this moment.
The door was opened again, and with a loud bang, the room was filled with people. They were densely packed, tall, short, fat, and thin, wearing all kinds of clothes. They all stared at Zhao Qiang fiercely. But when their eyes shifted to those women, their eyes softened.
Many. Because classmate Zhao Qiang is different, he is always treated specially by others on many occasions. For example, now, everyone knows that he is the one who deserves the most beating.
Zhao Qiang finally stood up from the sofa, gave Tang Tang a reassuring smile, walked to Feng Yi who was standing at the front of the crowd, glanced at the younger brother he called, and said with a smile: "This is the one you called.
people?"
"What? Are you afraid that I can't serve you well?" Feng Yi sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"No, it's just that your younger brothers are too unprofessional to be gangsters. They don't even have uniform clothes." Zhao Qiang remembered that when he was watching TV, the members of the underworld all had uniforms.
"..." Feng Yi didn't know the difference between professionalism and unprofessionalism in being a gangster and uniformity in clothes, but he knew that it was best not to talk to this guy anymore and just do it directly. Feng Yi faced him from behind.
The younger brother shouted: "Brothers, let me bleed tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked out by Zhao Qiang, knocking down several people like a sandbag before falling to the ground. Zhao Qiang succeeded in a sneak attack, and then started his own personal exhibition match, punching,
Lifting his feet and fanning his face, under his dazzling movements, screams continued to be heard, and people continued to fall. And Shui Minghan discovered that Zhao Qiang was blocking the middle like a solid curtain wall, and those who tried to come over to catch them
None of the gangsters could cross that wall, and their side became a vacuum zone.[
"So awesome..."
"Yeah, my eyes are all blurry..."
"More powerful than Jackie Chan and Jet Li..."
"He's so handsome. I found that I fell in love with him. Hey, just kidding. Tang Tang, don't be angry..."
"No wonder the boss is asked to play the general. It turns out that his kung fu is so powerful..."
The artists from Qiangli Entertainment turned from worry to surprise. They had never seen someone so capable in real life. Feng Yi was already far away from Zhao Qiang when he spoke just now. He didn't expect him to be so fast.
Quickly, he kicked me in the stomach, and I couldn't get up after falling for a long time.
Fortunately, there were a few people behind him, otherwise if he fell against the wall, he would have suffered internal injuries. Feng Yi saw that so many of his people were still unable to deal with Zhao Qiang, but more and more people fell down, and he stared. This guy came from
Did it come from the Shaolin Temple in the Mainland?
"Come on him, chop him to death!" Feng Yi stood behind the crowd and kept shouting at his younger brothers. He took out a gun from his pocket and prepared to kill him for a while if it really didn't work. Although they
There are some taboos about using this thing, but if it doesn't work, he will make up for it.
"You'd better ask them all to stop." A cold man's voice suddenly said in his ear.
"Fuck you, who do you think you are? You dare to order me?" Feng Yi was furious and wanted to cut Zhao Qiang into pieces. At this time, someone asked him to stop. Naturally, he was not happy, so he couldn't bear it.
Stop yelling.
"Crack!"
Feng Yi was slapped on the face, and the cold voice said again: "I'll say it again, ask your people to stop and give me their guns."
Feng Yi was so slapped that his head was dizzy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He finally wanted to take revenge, but another fucking nosy showed up. But he couldn't disobey, after all, the cold one on his head
Objects can kill themselves! Feng Yi suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "Who are you?"
"Don't care who I am, tell your people to stop, otherwise I won't be polite." The man said impatiently.
"Stop it, please." Feng Yi shouted loudly, feeling aggrieved and about to come out.
"..."
"Fuck you, stop it." The boys and Zhao Qiang were fighting happily. They didn't hear Feng Yi's first words. With a gun pointed at his head, he had to yell again, and the sound was louder than the last time.
Much more. The big man who was standing at the front and could not squeeze in to fight Zhao Qiang or was afraid of fighting Zhao Qiang and deliberately did not dare to go to the front heard Feng Yi's shout and looked back, and was shocked by the scene behind him.
Lived.
Those brave and capable warriors originally wanted to show off in front of the boss, but the older they got, the more frightened they became. It was too late to retreat. The idiots behind kept pushing him forward, so they had to bite the bullet and chop him in front. When they realized that there was someone behind him,
Strangely, more than a minute had passed, and Feng Yi shouted for the third time.