Zheng Kun gritted his teeth and cursed, hung up the phone, opened the private room door in a panic, and rushed out.
"Peng!!"
As soon as he went out, Zheng Kun's hip and elbow hit the trolley pushed by the waiter.
"Sir, what are you doing??" the waiter looked at Zheng Kun in shock and asked.
"Whoa!"
Zheng Kun then took out about two to three thousand yuan from his pocket, and while still on the cart, he hurriedly said: "I won't eat anymore!"
"...Then this thing...!"
"It's under your control!" Zheng Kun took big steps, paused, and rushed to the window door at the end of the corridor on the second floor. He glanced down, and then dialed Lao Gu's phone number.
"How was the conversation??" The old man on the other end had been waiting for news from Zheng Kun. As soon as the call was connected, he said anxiously.
"Let's talk! This is a trick Xiaoxin set for me. You and two people will come to pick me up quickly!!" Zheng Kun saw that there was no change downstairs and ran quickly while rushing towards
Said something on the phone.
"Is Mingyue Island seafood??" Lao Gu was silent for a moment, thought about Zheng Kun's value, and then asked quickly after thinking that he still had Bruce in his hand.
"I'll go out first and walk along Baling Street! Just ask someone to drive this way and meet me!!"
"good!"
With that said, Zheng Kun hung up the phone. He was so anxious that he was sweating. He followed the stairs to the downstairs. He didn't go out immediately. He glanced at the toilet and casually picked up an empty bottle of wine from a table that had just been removed.
Bottle, sipped in my arms, and plunged into the toilet.
"Uh-huh!!"
Entering the toilet, Zheng Kun took a quick glance, took out the wine bottle in his arms, pointed it at the wall, and then waved it down!!
"Peng!!"
The wine bottle exploded and glass particles flew all over the floor. Those who were relatively sober all held their guns and turned to look at Zheng Kun.
"Fuck you, it's none of your business, just lower your head and pee!!" Zheng Kun cursed with his eyes widened, walked up to the money in two steps, raised his hand and pressed it down.
"Hey...you old glass, when are you coming?? Please hurry up and get drunk. The girls in our company are already thirsty and thirsty after drinking. Yes, it's so irritating. Yes, it's Mingyue Island.
...Ouch! **!!" A middle-aged man in a white shirt was peeing and talking drunkenly. Before he could react, a big hand roughly pressed down on his neck.
Pressing down, my head hit the urinal with a bang.
"puff!!"
Zheng Kun gritted his teeth and held half of the beer bottle, stuck it directly on his neck, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Mom owes me more than one million, are you still here??"
"...Brother, buddy, stop making trouble, what's going on? Are you from your company??" The middle-aged man dropped his phone on the ground, covered his head, looked at his bleeding neck, and felt his calves twist.
said.
"Are you driving?" Zheng Kun looked at the middle-aged man, put his mouth to his ear, and asked in a low voice.
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, reacted for a long time, and asked in shock: "You don't want a bill?"
"I asked you if you drove?"
"It's open, it's open!"
"Is there a driver?"
"have!"
"Ask him to pick you up at the back door, hurry up!" Zheng Kun said anxiously with veins on his forehead.
"My phone number...!" The middle-aged man weakly pointed to the ground.
"Fuck!" Zheng Kun grabbed the middle-aged man and bent over to pick up the phone.
The third child, who had just wandered around in the crowd, looked at Zheng Kun in front of him speechlessly, feeling a little bit pained in his balls. He held back his eyes for a moment, and when his eyes were about to be opened by shit, he lifted up his pants and walked over in two steps, holding on with his hands.
He reached into his arms, patted Zheng Kun's shoulder lightly, and said lightly: "Damn it, you owe me more than two million yuan and you don't want to pay me back, so you came here to wander around, right??"
"Uh-huh!!"
Zheng Kun suddenly turned his head to look at the third child, paused, suddenly let go of the middle-aged man, took the mouth of the wine bottle, and stabbed the third child directly in the neck.
"Snapped!!"
The third child held the pistol in his hand, covered it with his clothes, and pressed it directly against Zheng Kun's chest, and continued: "Be honest, okay? Spread blood on the toilet, okay?"
"...!" Zheng Kun pursed his lips and looked at Lao San, gritted his teeth and did not move.
"Come on, dance like the four little swans, follow my rhythm, and imitate Wu Lao Er next door's walk, hurry up!" Lao San grabbed Zheng Kun's collar and pulled him out.
Zheng Kun looked at Lao San's pistol and asked in a low voice: "I'll pay you to find me??"
"No, he is my brother!"
"I feel like our matter can be solved with words!!" Zheng Kun followed the third child's lead and said through gritted teeth as he walked out.
"Haha!" The third child grabbed Zheng Kun's arm and sneered.
"Give Xiaoxin a message. I agree to what he said, okay?" Zheng Kun asked again.
"I can help without you!!" Lao San said calmly.
After hearing this, Zheng Kun had an expression of consternation on his face. What does this mean? Lao Gu and Xiao Xin are connected??? If so... can Lao Gu still come???
"Crack!"
Zheng Kun gritted his teeth and stared at Lao San without saying anything.
"Tap tap tap...!"
At this moment, the head manager in the lobby, with two or three waiters, ran over quickly. Seeing Lao San and Zheng Kun just walking out, he was stunned and asked, "What's going on inside?"
"It's okay, it seems I drank too much and got into a fight!" Lao San replied casually and lowered his head.
"Oh!" the manager replied. Just as he was about to leave, Zheng Kun suddenly said: "Call the police! Call the police! He wants to kill me!!"
"Ah??" The manager looked up and glanced at Lao San. Lao San glanced at the hall, gritted his teeth, and asked Zheng Kun: "Drink too much??"
"Drink you to paralysis!!" Zheng Kun struggled hard and punched Lao San in the face. At the same time, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the manager.
"Peng!!"
The manager stumbled and bumped directly into the third child, and the two of them leaned against the wall at the same time.
"Wow!"
The third child pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Zheng Kun's back. He licked his lips, paused, and raised his legs to chase after him.
"Peng!"
The manager's head got hot, and he stretched out his hand to tug the third child's shoulder. The third child turned around, raised the handle of the gun, and hit the manager roughly on the head!!
"Crack! Crack!"
This hit was so hard that the handle of the pistol broke into pieces and the spring came out. The manager covered his head and looked at the third child in shock. He said a little at a loss: "Is the head so hard?"
"...Fuck!! Where's the plastic steel we promised??" Lao San cursed, pulled off the spring, picked up a half-broken pistol, and chased after him.
"Peng! Bang! Ping, bang, bang!"
Zheng Kun ran rampant all the way, without even daring to look back, and ran out of the hotel lobby, followed closely by the third child.