If a normal person's head is hit by a bench like this, it will not bleed, and at least two big balls will be produced. But Zhang Weidong's head is really hard. After the bench was hit, the foot beam on the side of the bench banged.
He folded his head. He was stunned, so he stood up and ran over to Mumu.
"Master Mu, save me!! He's going to kill me! He's crazy, he's crazy!!" Zhang Weidong raised his voice and ducked behind Wang Mumu.
"You little brat!!! If I don't give you a DC connection, my life will be in vain!!" Jin Xin was so angry that he rushed over with a beer bottle.
"Peng!" Dakang took a step forward and reached out to hold Jin Xin's arm.
The crowd swarmed in and surrounded us. They were crowded and noisy, dragging the two people brought by Jin Xin.
"Dakang, let me go!! I have to stab him twice today!" Jin Xin's teeth gritted as he and Dakang tore at each other while moving forward.
"Why did you stab me!! Why the hell did I fall asleep??" When Zhang Weidong saw Dakang pulling him, he suddenly got excited again, opened his mouth wide, snarled, and shouted with spittle flying everywhere.
"You...I...!" The veins on Jin Xin's forehead exploded, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a word.
"What happened?" I also asked Jin Xin.
"...Look at my wife!! Fuck!!" Jin Xin gritted his teeth and shouted.
I looked up at his wife and was stunned for a long time. I knew the answer clearly. I saw it, and Wang Mumu naturally saw it too. The fire in his heart at this time was no less than that of *** Jin Xin. His son had a full moon wine, Zhang Weidong
What does it mean to be so neat??? What does it mean???
"...Brother Xin, he drank too much, give me some face, let's talk alone later, okay??" Wang Mumu's lips were a little twitchy, and his speech was frequently interrupted, so he said something to Jin Xin after discussion.
"How can I give you face?! Your son is serving moon wine, what's my job? I still want to ask, what do you mean by Caesar!!" Jin Xin shouted completely losing his mind.
"I'm going to fucking fuck you!! Can't you see? What do you mean?" Zhang Weidong put his arm over Wang Mumu's shoulder and shouted again.
"Snapped!!"
Wang Mumu suddenly turned around and slapped Zhang Weidong in the face with a big mouth. He covered his face, turned around in a circle, stared at Wang Mumu with his eyes wide open, and asked in disbelief: "You fucking hit me? My uncle is sitting right there.
There, you can hit me??? Come on, if you hit me again, I won’t fight back!! You bitch, you’re driving me crazy too!! Caesar is all yours!!”
"...!" Wang Mumu looked at Zhang Weidong with his whole body trembling, raised his clenched fist slightly, then slowly lowered it, turned to look at Tianyang and said: "Get him out!!!"
"Meng Fei! Wang Mumu! Dakang!! I'm not fucking satisfied with you!! You know it in your own hearts about those dog basket things you did!!!" Zhang Weidong was dragged out by Tianyang while glaring at him with red eyes.
, shouted loudly.
"Is this the end?" Jin Xin rushed forward, turned to me and asked.
"How about you hit me twice?" I asked, squinting my eyes and looking at Jin Xin expressionlessly.
"...!" Jin Xin gritted his teeth and looked at me without speaking.
"What are you doing!" Wang Mumu pushed me hard, and then said to Jin Xin with a forced smile: "We are all buddies, what are you doing like children? Come on, I will have a drink with you!!"
With that said, Wang Mumu hugged Jin Xin's neck, shook him hard twice, and shouted to everyone: "What are you looking at? I have never seen such a tough guy!!!"
"Let's break up. It's time to drink and eat. When that kid comes back, I'll take care of him!" Dakang also greeted everyone and interrupted.
...
In the distance, on a table at the edge, sitting in a very inconspicuous position, three young men were sitting. The leader was wearing a peaked cap, his head lowered, looking at the messy hall, and frowned slowly.
"Brother, I said we were all here, why didn't you show up?" The young man sitting next to the leader was turning his chopsticks and stuffing food into his mouth, as if he had escaped.
"I am the trouble now, brothers don't cause trouble to brothers!" the leading young man said calmly.
"Who was that idiot just now? Have you never seen it before?" The person sitting on the other side also asked while chewing on the pig's claws.
"You two go take care of him!" The leading young man put out the cigarette butts in his hands, stood up, and said plainly, and then walked over to the pockmarked face sitting on the table.
The two men nodded casually, wiped their mouths roughly, and walked out of the hall along the aisle.
"Snapped!!"
The palm of his hand patted the pockmarked shoulder from behind. The leading young man sat down casually and said with a smile: "Long time no see!"
"Hehe...!" The pockmarked face giggled, without even turning his head, staring straight at the crab in his hand, snapping its limbs.
"Are you really crazy? You don't look like a crazy person?" the leading young man asked again.
"Papa!" The pock-marked man cracked the crab still bored.
"I'm watching you, just take care of yourself!" The leading young man was silent for who knows how long. He said casually, patted the leading young man on the shoulder again, turned around and simply walked away. When passing by the gift table at the door, he casually picked up his pocket from his trouser pocket.
He took out a passbook and threw it on the table.
"As a gift??" The person who wrote the gift bill in the hotel raised his head and glanced at the leading young man, and was immediately stunned because there was a long scar on the leading young man's face, which looked very ferocious and scary.
"Yes! With courtesy!" The leading young man smiled and nodded in agreement.
"...Then how do I get my bankbook?"
"I don't have cash, write quickly!" the leading young man urged.
"Oh, let me see the number!" As he said that, the person who wrote the gift account opened the passbook and looked at it. His mouth suddenly grew into an O shape, and he asked in shock: "So many?"
"Not much!" The leading young man frowned slightly, a little annoyed.
“What’s your name??”
"Just write "Sister, Yang Tong" to congratulate you!" After the leading young man finished speaking, he turned around and left, went straight to the main entrance and walked out.
"Yang Tong, gift money, eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight!!" The person who wrote the gift account picked up his pen and shouted according to custom, but the hall was in such a mess that no one heard his shout.
.......
"You're a little too much!!" Tianyang panted heavily in the corridor and yelled at Zhang Weidong.
"What the fuck, I'm in jail and no one cares about me. Why don't you tell Meng Fei and the others that they went too far??"
"Then you did it yourself! Who do you blame?!" Tianyang pointed at Zhang Weidong and said viciously.
"He wants me to be the president of Greater China Logistics. How the hell can I do it?" Zhang Weidong shouted confidently.
"...!" Tianyang looked at Zhang Weidong in silence for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said: "If you are like this, you have to let Lao Jin punch you hard and make you feel depressed!!
"
"He's bragging! My uncle is there, who dares to touch me??" Zhang Weidong said with his nostrils turned upward.
"Wow!"
There was a sound of the gun's sleeve being turned.
"Fuck you, I dare to touch you!!!" An angry shout rang out, and Tianyang and Zhang Weidong suddenly turned around and looked at the other end of the corridor. Two people, one holding a sawed-off double-barreled hunting rifle, and the other in two hands,