"We want to watch Han Bing dance, that bad old man, get out of here!"
"Where are the security guards at Emgrand? Why don't they come out to check when someone is causing trouble! We just spent money to watch Han Bing dance!"
"Hey, that stinky old man, who are you? How dare you hit Han Bing!"
A series of howls from these people rang out one after another from every corner of the hall. Most of the people in the entertainment city were young gangsters with low education and no skills. Their emotions were easily incited, so more people joined in.
Four or five security guards ran over in a panic, pushed their way through the crowd, and finally arrived in front of the stage. The security guard at the front jumped up and cursed: "Who dares to come to our place to cause trouble? Don't you want to live?"
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Without saying a word, Han Kui raised his foot and kicked the security guard in the chest. Han Kui was still as powerful as before, and kicked the security guard upside down and fell to the floor under the stage. The crowd let out a "whoop!"
Most of the people were gloating about the misfortune. They knew that a good show was about to begin.
Just when Han Kui kicked the security guard down, several other security guards jumped up at the same time and surrounded Han Kui.
Han Kui snorted coldly and used his fists and kicks to beat the security guards and send them flying away.
"Dad, stop fighting." Han Bing said shivering behind Han Kui.
"I'll settle the score with you later!" Han Kui responded angrily, while getting into a posture and glaring fiercely at the people in the audience.
The security guard who was kicked out at the beginning had already picked up the walkie-talkie and asked for help: "Someone is making trouble in the disco, come to the rescue quickly!"
Azheng had already recognized the fierce middle-aged man standing on the stage as the butcher who had saved himself and Zhou Ming on the tennis court. He just hesitated for a moment and shouted: "Who the hell are you? Who doesn't know Han?"
Bing is the lover of the owner of the Royal Hotel, how dare you come here to cause trouble?"
Ah Zheng was filled with guilt, but in order to get this thing done, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to scold him as planned. In order to alleviate some of the guilt in his heart, he had no choice but to keep saying sorry.
Ah Zheng knew that there was no turning back. He owed Xiao Hai so much money, and if he wanted to be appreciated by him and stay with him and work for him, he could only go to the dark side.