The angry Ma Long punched He Shaowei in front of him and knocked him away.
The people in the bar did not panic. Most people just looked at the place where the violence occurred with interest. After all, fights are so common in places like bars. It would be unusual if no one caused trouble in the past week.
Ma Long felt that he had never been so angry as he was now. The muscles all over his body were tense, and there was a suffocation in his heart. His murderous eyes stared at He Shaowei who fell to the ground and groaned, as if he was going to devour him.
One thought flashed through his mind over and over again - Unforgivable! Unforgivable!
He thought of Xiao Ling, who was working the night shift at school. She was so overworked that she almost fainted; he also thought of Xiao Ling's joyful eyes when she saw He Shaowei, and her expectations for him; he also thought of what Professor Lin just said, Xiao Ling
Ling gave all the money to He Shaowei, who was "study abroad", but he had to borrow money to live. Every thought of it seemed to add fuel to the fire, making his whole body seem to be on fire.
This man is unforgivable!
As he approached step by step, perhaps frightened away by the evil spirit emanating from his body, the people around him automatically made way for Ma Long.
He Shaowei finally sat up and touched his nose with his hand. His hand was covered with blood. He almost fainted from fright. But when he looked up again and saw the fierce-looking Ma Long approaching him, he would rather faint. But under the influence of fear,
Next, my brain is extremely clear.
"Brother Ma, please let me go!"
He Shaowei leaned on the wall, unable to retreat, and quickly begged.
Like a man-eating beast, Ma Long grabbed He Shaowei's collar and lifted him up. The two looked at each other and asked coldly: "How long have you lied to her?"
He Shaowei was trembling all over and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time: "I... I... haven't... not yet... half a year..."
"Bang"! He Shaowei was thrown to the ground hard again. Ma Long did not use the "Powerful Technique", otherwise He Shaowei's weak body bones would have fallen apart long ago. Even this casual fall would have caused the body to fall apart.
He Shaowei was rolling on the ground in pain.
Seeing that Ma Long had no intention of stopping, He Shaowei hugged Ma Long's calf and begged: "Brother Ma... please forgive me... I... I will give Ling'er to you, please don't
Hit me again..."
Upon hearing this, Ma Long was even more angry. He stepped on the back of He Shaowei's hand and connected his fingers with his heart. He Shaowei screamed in pain.
"Who are you? Xiao Ling is not yours, why did you give it to me?" He said fiercely, and unconsciously crushed it with his feet.
Seeing He Shaowei's painful expression, and the wailing in his ears, everyone onlookers took a deep breath. Ah Shun, who was with He Shaowei, saw that his client was being tortured so miserably, and was embarrassed to stand aside.
He stood aside and watched, so he stepped forward and patted Ma Long on the shoulder, admonishing:
"Let me tell you, brother, why do you two have such a deep hatred? You start beating people when you come up. If you have anything to say, please talk to us. It is our brother Tie who is covering this situation."
Ma Long turned around and looked at his rooster head, knowing that he was selling medicine to He Shaowei. He had stolen 80% of Xiao Ling's money, and he had just planned to help He Shaowei get the medicine.
After seeing through it, Xiao Ling was inevitably defiled by the two of them. Thinking of this, Ma Long unceremoniously stretched out his hand to pinch the other person's neck, and said coldly: "Get out of the way, little minion!"
With a casual throw, Ah Shun was thrown more than ten meters. Five or six tables were knocked down along the way, and the wine bottles were shattered on the ground.
"Damn, throwing people is like throwing bottles. This guy is too strong!"
The people around him whispered about Ma Long, seeing that this was no longer an ordinary fight, and that this man was ridiculously strong, so it looked like something good was going to happen.
On a swivel chair in front of the bar, a young girl with red hair and a red body was holding a drink in her hand, calmly watching everything that happened in the bar. When she saw Ma Long throwing someone more than ten meters away,
Yuan couldn't help but open his petite mouth and exclaimed in a low voice: "That's amazing...Who is this person? How come I've never seen him before?"
The bartender behind the bar poured another glass of wine for the girl and asked, "Sister Xiaohong, won't you stop me?"
The girl scratched her red hair and said with a wry smile: "This person is too strong, I can't see through it, it's unfathomable..."
"Oh? It's the first time I see Sister Xiaohong admit defeat. It's really rare." The bartender wiped the wine glass and looked up at Ma Long. "This man is indeed extraordinary."
Ah Shun was lying on the ground, grimacing in pain. He had never experienced such pain since joining the society with his elder brother, and he was furious. He even grabbed him several times before he straightened up against a fixed seat.
Come on, take out your mobile phone, quickly dial the number, and say loudly:
"Brother, someone came to destroy the place. Even I was beaten. Come here quickly!"
Professor Lin and others who came to drink with Ma Long saw Ma Long suddenly running out and punched him. They all thought that Ma Long was drunk. Several people came to the two of them and heard their conversation before they all ate.
Shocked. Especially Professor Lin, who was half awake from the wine. "This... this is really He Shaowei!"
Professor Lin wanted to break up the fight, but when he saw Ma Long beating He Shaowei on the ground like a demon in his rage, he was discouraged, so he encouraged Shen Bingbing on the side and said: "Sister-in-law, won't you step forward to persuade me? Wan
Once someone loses his life, it’s going to be trouble!”
It was also the first time that Shen Bingbing saw Ma Long so angry. Although she didn't know the reason, based on her understanding of him, she still believed that Ma Long had a sense of control and would not cause too much trouble: "If he wants to hit someone, no one can persuade him.
It will be fine when he takes this breath."
Professor Lin was frightened just listening to He Shaowei's wailing like killing a pig. Seeing that Ma Long had no intention of stopping, he thought about it and had no choice but to invite someone. He secretly dialed Xiao Ling's cell phone...
Ma Long didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all. He only had one person in his eyes and one goal in his heart. He beat up the scumbag in front of him to let him know how heavy the price of deception was. But no matter how hard the beating was, even if he was beaten
Beaten to death, Xiao Ling's broken heart after learning the truth can never be repaired. Thinking of this, Ma Long's foot was a little heavier.
He Shaowei's ten fingers were all bloody, and the bones exposed inside could be faintly seen under Yin Hong's blood. He Shaowei's initial loud howl gradually turned into a dry howl, and now his voice has become hoarse.
Seeing that his fingers had nowhere to go, Ma Long raised his foot and put it heavily on He Shaowei's body. Each foot hit He Shaowei's ribs or nearby organs. He Shaowei was rolling on the ground in pain, and he didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy.
The manager of the bar ran out and did not dare to step forward to dissuade him. He shouted from a distance: "Sir, if you don't stop, the thugs from the bar will come later, and it will not end well!"
Ma Long seemed not to hear, and continued to push He Shaowei hard, as if he was a tenacious and annoying little strongman who would not stop until he was trampled to death.
After beating them for a while, the door of the bar was suddenly opened heavily, and four or five strong men in black came in. The leader was bald, 1.7 meters tall, with a strong build and a fierce appearance.
Many of the bar's regulars were familiar with this man. When they saw the bald man, they all stayed away from him, thinking that he had alerted the "iron head", so it looked like he was in for a good show.
Tietou is the big boss in charge of this area, and the gang is called "Iron Triangle". It is also an emerging force in recent years. It is said that Tietou once practiced in Shaolin Temple and mastered Tietou Hard Qigong, and later became successful in his studies.
He defected and returned to the city. There were few people who could defeat him. An invulnerable and hard-headed melon just broke out of his own sphere of influence.
As the iron head walked towards the bar, he cursed loudly: "Damn it, who dares to do wild things on my territory and dare to hit me? I'm tired of living! I'll hit him to death!"
When the bar manager saw Tietou, he seemed to be seeing a relative. He waved and shouted: "Come on, Brother Tie, this kid is still beating people and won't listen to anything. He seems to be crazy!"
In fact, there was no need for the manager to shout at all. Wherever Tietou went, a green passage automatically opened up, extending directly behind Ma Long.
When Tietou saw him coming, the other party didn't even look at him. He continued to kick and hit the person lying on the ground. He didn't know if the person lying on the ground was still angry, but Tietou felt very angry. This was too much.
Don’t take me seriously anymore!
He took three steps at a time, came up behind Ma Long, and cursed loudly: "Don't you fucking stop! Do you dare to try to touch me? You can hit anyone on my territory, boy, you are very brave."
Fat! Let me teach you a lesson today and let you know that the sky is high and the earth is high!"
Ma Long took a step to the side, picked up an unopened beer bottle, and suddenly turned around to face the barren land behind him.
There was a "clang" sound, and the whole bar fell silent. Beer froth was left on Tietou's bald head, and the drink flowed down his body to the ground. He was stunned, and everyone around him was dumbfounded.
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Malone still held the beer bottle with only a small section left in his hand, and said coldly: "Do you want to continue to be beaten on his behalf?"
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