Looking at the guy in front of him, he saw that he was a big bastard who had a lot of money and wine, and from the tone of his voice, Qin Hao could tell that this guy was a coward.
"Are you a descendant of Shuibo Liangshan?" Qin Hao's eyes lit up, as if he was very excited.
Song Mazi was stunned: "That's right! I, Song Boyun, am indeed a descendant of Song Wan back then, the thirty-first generation descendant."
Qin Hao laughed: "My surname is Qin, and I am the 29th generation descendant of the Thunderbolt Fire Qin Ming. Back then, our ancestors were called brothers. If we calculate it according to seniority, I should be your grandfather, haha! My dear grandson, come and give me to your grandfather.
kowtow!"
Hahahahaha...
In the club, a large group of people burst into laughter. No matter how stupid Song Mazi was, he could still tell that the other party was playing tricks on him again.
"I gave you shame, didn't I?" Song Boyun's face alternated between red and white, but Qin Hao ignored him at all.
Qin Hao saw that the atmosphere was good now and continued to joke: "It's really interesting. As a thirty-first generation descendant of Song Wan, have you watched too much "Water Margin"? Do you think you are a Liangshan hero?
Damn it, if you wanted to watch "Journey to the West", would you still find a few people?
Have you gone to seek Buddhist scriptures? It just so happens that the fat guy next to you is Zhu Bajie. You are as skinny as a monkey, with a little hair on your head, and you look like Sun Wukong. Oh, and also, find a fool to be a monk, right, behind you
That one is quite similar, and that pretty boy, he can play Tang Monk..."
Ha ha ha ha……
There was another burst of laughter. This time, not only Song Boyun was teased by Qin Hao, but also the fat manager and Song Mazi's two gangsters were not spared from Qin Hao's spicy mouth.
Song Boyun was completely enraged. He waved his hand and ordered: "Kill those people and throw them out. Leave that boy to me. I will torture him to death myself!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was suddenly tense, the customers who came here to shop suddenly stayed away, for fear that the city gate would be on fire and the fish in the pond would be affected.
A big fight between the two sides was about to break out. Qin Hao was too lazy to take action himself and bully these trash. He found it boring.
"Can you handle these rubbish? If you can beat them, then you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't kill them." Qin Hao casually pulled over a bar chair and sat there to watch the show.
As for those policemen, they are all militants in their respective police stations on weekdays. It is absolutely no problem to beat up several of them.
When they heard Qin Hao let them fight, these militants showed their fierceness. They were joking and pretending to be obedient little sheep in front of Qin Hao, but it didn't mean that these strong men were really easy to bully.
Facing this group of rubbish, more than thirty people were like tigers entering a herd of sheep. They rushed over and started beating them violently. The steel pipe was snatched away as soon as it came into contact. Then the steel pipe was swung at each other as if it was life-threatening.
In one minute, all seventy people were lying on the ground groaning.
On the other hand, these thirty or so policemen are basically fine except for a few glories.
At this moment, Song Boyun knew that he was in trouble. The machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the fat manager was also dumbfounded. The two of them looked at each other, both seeing the fear in the other's eyes.
Qin Hao waved to the two guys: "Wukong! Bajie! Come on, come on!"
Phew! Agou on the side couldn't help laughing, and the policemen also looked at these two poor "Journey to the West" characters with half-smiles.
Song Boyun came to Qin Hao and suddenly knelt on the ground: "Please, spare me! I have money, I can honor you, grandpa! Spare me."
Qin Hao laughed again: "Have you seen it? Now he believes that he came from Liangshan and I am his grandfather!"
The customers could see that Qin Hao and his group didn't seem to have any hostility towards them, and were just here to cause trouble, so they simply let go and started laughing.
Qin Hao bowed down and looked down at his "grandson" on the bar chair, and suddenly an evil smile appeared on his face.
This smile made Song Mazi's heart skip a beat. Although Qin Hao's voice was not loud, it was very quiet here at the moment and everyone could hear Qin Hao's words clearly.
"If you are really the descendant of the Liangshan heroes, then I can only say that one generation is worse than the other! In this case, in order to prevent your descendants from further ruining the reputation of the Liangshan heroes, I will help you get rid of it once and for all!"
With that said, Qin Hao kicked the opponent to the ground, followed by a flying jump from the bar chair, leaping high, and the place where his right foot landed was somewhere under the opponent's body...
Ahhhhhhhhhh...
The pig-like screams were heard, Song Mazi still wanted to go back and continue having sex with that lady after settling the matter. This boy was fine, and he no longer had to think about having sex in his life.
After Qin Hao disabled the opponent's fifth limb, he stopped paying attention to him. He pointed at the fat man and sneered: "Call the person above you and ask him to call someone."
The damn fat man was trembling. He had been frightened by Qin Hao's ruthless methods: "You... do you know that this is the property of the Chinese Gang?"
Qin Hao slapped his opponent with a "whirlwind kick" movement, spinning around and a half in mid-air, and sat down on the ground. This slap was really hard, and there were all small things in front of the opponent's eyes.
Stars... black, gold, black, gold...
Qin Hao poked his head over and frightened the fat man immediately: "I'll hit you! I'll call you right now and beg you to spare me."
Clapping his hands, Qin Hao snorted coldly: "You are a bitch! If I don't beat you up, you will be disobedient. Damn! Come on, what the hell are you doing?" With that said, Qin Hao also said
After kicking the fat man, he let out another scream.
But when they heard the words "Chinese Gang", someone suddenly thought of something. That video is now very popular. Suddenly, some people thought Qin Hao looked familiar at first. Now, he was finally sure.
"Huh? Isn't this the awesome little policeman?"
"Ah! Come to think of it, it's indeed the same as the one in the video! Wow! Guangzhou's anti-gang hero!"
The Chinese people all followed the crowd, and a few people took the lead. Others started talking, and many people clapped. Now, the group of people began to shout the name of Qin Hao loudly, this anti-gang hero in Guangzhou who is not afraid of power and violence.
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Qin Hao, seeing everyone supporting him so much, actually waved to those people, as if he was a leader inspecting his work. It was really funny.
After a while, the fat man finished talking to the other party. Qin Hao asked the guy not to hang up the phone yet. After grabbing the phone, Qin Hao and the other party started talking directly.
"Wait there, I'll send someone over right away." The person on the other end of the phone didn't know that Qin Hao had already grabbed the phone.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Hao's mouth: "Well! Very good, send more people, otherwise I'm afraid there won't be enough for me to play with."
There was silence for a while, and both the guy and Qin Hao understood each other tacitly. Both of them were a little familiar with each other's voices. Qin Hao's memory was so abnormal, so naturally he still remembered clearly who summoned a group of underworld guys in the cinema.
Block your own door.
That's right, it's Xiao Pinggui! And Xiao Pinggui also remembers Qin Hao's voice. Even if Qin Hao turns to ashes, he still recognizes this murderer.
"Qin Hao!~"
"Xiao Pinggui, your end has come, just wait! Within two or three days, the court summons will pass, and within these few days, I will lead people to disrupt all the large-scale industries of your Chinese gang, hum!
Isn't Qinghai Entertainment City closed during the day today? Tomorrow, the outcome here will be the same."
Xiao Pinggui's face turned pale with anger. He hated Qin Hao to the core. Even if he could die together with him, he wished he could die with Qin Hao.
But it's a pity that this is just wishful thinking. Qin Hao has a good future, but will he die with this idiot? It's so funny!
After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao shook his head and thought to himself: "Oh! I have made a mistake in my calculations. As soon as I answered the phone, the person named Xiao will definitely not dare to send anyone again. The lesson learned yesterday is not small, even though that guy
A bit stupid, but not a complete idiot, otherwise how could he join forces with Li Huawen to found the Chinese Gang and thrive in Guangzhou, a place where good and bad people are mixed? "
Qin Hao lifted up the fat manager and threw him to the side. With a bang, Qin Hao threw his fat body seven or eight meters away with one hand. What a terrifying force it was. It was scary.
Many people took a breath of cold air.
Qin Hao sneered: "This place will be closed tomorrow. Let's continue playing tonight and have a good time. All the accounts will be recorded on the head of the salesperson here. You can drink as much as you like and use the things as you like. Okay, I
I still have things to do, so I won’t stay here any longer. Everyone, it’s the last night of Lele Club. Let’s have a good time.”
After that, Qin Hao asked people to go to the private room to bring out Rumo Mo and the two policemen, and the group left in a cool way...
After Qin Hao led the people away, everyone was silent for ten seconds, but then, they no longer had any interest in playing. Most of them left directly. Only a few people wanted to take advantage, so they started with a few bottles of wine.
Drink hard, it doesn’t cost money anyway, if you don’t drink it, it’s free...