Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Nine Unexpected Battle
This is Teng Yue's place, and he didn't take the initiative to say anything, so we had better not be in debt and ignore the conflict between him and Cockscomb Tou. We returned to the car, and the rest of us smoked cigarettes and continued to wait.
"Aren't you going to leave?" Teng Yue picked up the phone in the car and asked, looking at Cockscomb Head.
"You have to give Wang Dong a cure, otherwise it won't work." Jiguanzi was very excited.
"I won't give you any treatment. What can you do?" Teng Yue couldn't hold back his anger. He was embarrassed and asked us to wait like this.
"I won't fuck you," Cock Guanzi said proudly.
"Fuck, then you're bragging." Teng Yue didn't even blink, and directly called 110. After connecting, he said: "Hey, this is Teng Yue Logistics at Binjiang Station. Someone is holding a controlled knife and is blocking our door."
Jiguanzi was immediately confused, thinking that Teng Yue, who opened the cargo station, was considered a member of society, so how could he report the crime so casually?
"Fuck you, Mom, this matter is not over yet, let's go." Cockguanzi cursed fiercely, greeted everyone, got into the car, and drove away first in the Hornet.
"Without your father, you would have been crippled eight hundred times." Teng Yue curled his lips and cursed, then explained to 110, hung up the phone, and honked the horn at me to indicate that he could leave.
Immediately, our two cars left with Teng Yue. After picking up Pete Lee, we forgot about this little thing and went to the booked hotel together, and everyone started eating.
At the wine table, we started drinking heavily. Pete Lee behaved very honestly. He picked up the whirlwind chopsticks and stuffed us hard. When we were almost done drinking, this guy was in his best state, and he was arguing that the artist was using wine. Li Bai, the wine and sword fairy, will definitely not be able to be the wine and sword fairy, but tonight, it is definitely no problem to be the iron crutch fairy. The reason why he is called the iron crutch is because his ankle was picked out by a dog. , it was not a big deal at first, so I specially equipped it with a crutch, saying that I wanted to make it feel like I was lame.
Actually, Pete Lee can't drink, but I can tell that he is actually not in a good mood. Everyone who comes back from abroad has a common problem. They think that they have learned the top culture in the world and can easily succeed when they come back. Something.
Therefore, Pete Lee was very dissatisfied with his family's business methods. He seriously mentioned several times that he would reform it as soon as he came back, but his father and his second uncle refused without hesitation. This led to Pete. Li had a depressed mood where he was full of abilities but had nowhere to put them to use, so he could only use them as paintings for silent resistance.
In fact, I have always wanted to tell him that the things he learned may not be suitable for China's national conditions, and his management methods may not be correct, but Peter Lee's father and second uncle can manage industries in rural areas. Being so big, at least it shows that they have certain ideas and abilities, and they are not as crude as they appear on the surface.
However, I can only pass these words to Peter Lee in moderation. To put it more deeply, it is not a well-intentioned dissuasion, but a start of teaching. Friends can dissuade, but they cannot educate others from a overlooking perspective. At that time Over time, no matter how good a friend is, he or she will become resentful.
Pete Lee, who had always had something on his mind. After drinking as much as four ounces of white wine, he threw away his crutch. He didn’t know where it went. He put his arms around my neck and began to ink. From his study abroad career, he talked about Ma Xiaoyou. She ignored him, and when she finally talked about family reform, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked quite pitiful.
With Peter Lee doing this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tragic. Teng Yue was a little confused after drinking, and also talked about his difficult history of making a fortune. While everyone was digging their hearts out, someone came who didn't open his eyes. ,.
If you want to ask who this person is, you must first mention his cockscomb head that dances in the wind.
Yes, this person is the young man who drove the Hornet at the door of the cargo terminal just now.
He still led the dozen or so people into the private room. Before we could react, he put his hands behind his back and turned around to scan us. He looked at the seafood hot pot on the table and coughed up yellow phlegm. He spat it into the pot with a pop, then squinted at Teng Yue and asked, "Eat your mother, eat, where is Wang Dong?"
Everyone looked at him. Jin Beibei was stunned for a moment and stood up instinctively.
"Brother Yue, you are your friend."
Peter Lee turned his head and asked confusedly.
"How the hell can I have such a friend?" Teng Yue rolled up his sleeves and stood up. Judging from his expression, this calm middle-aged man was finally aroused and became anxious.
"If you're not a friend, why are you spitting in our pot?" Pete Lee stood up unsteadily and asked.
"Who the hell are you?" the young man asked.
"I'm just a pen in the northeast. Damn it." Pete Lee cursed at the top of his lungs, jumped up, picked up the seafood hotpot on the table, and threw it directly at the young man.
"Peng."
The young man didn't know whether he had no experience in street fighting or was shocked by Pete Lee's nickname. He was stunned on the spot. Before he could react, he was hit on the head by a pot. Fortunately, we had just drank together, so we were already angry. They were all put out, and the things in the pot were not hot. Otherwise, this young man would have been easily killed.
"Ouch,."
The young man covered his head and shouted.
"Fuck you. Damn you."
Jin Beibei casually picked up the bench, swung it horizontally and slapped the young man on the head, sending him flying half a meter and hitting the wall.
Immediately afterwards, a sudden fight broke out in the private room. On our side were Teng Yue, Pete Lee, Lao Xian, Menmen, Li Hao, me, and Jin Beibei, the person opposite. There are more than us, about ten or so.
"Snapped."
Jin Beibei took out the big circlip behind him, flicked it open with his hand, and without blinking, he stabbed the young man's calf twice. I quickly pulled him over with my eyes wide open, and shouted: "Fuck, you are such a tiger, how can you stab him?"
In the chaos, as soon as I finished shouting, before I could turn around, a knife came from behind and struck at the back of my head.
"when,."
Just when I was in danger of turning into a vegetative state after being stabbed, the old immortal took a chair, put it on my head, and blocked it for me.
"Peng,."
Li Hao, who was very ruthless, stepped forward and smashed the big green beer bottle in his hand directly on the mouth of the guy who chopped me. The scene was quite dazzling. When the glass particles exploded, it was like fireworks. The man was paralyzed, covering his head and fell to the ground, and never got up again.
"Kick him, kick him to death,."
Pete Lee, Peng Yue, and Men Men, the three of them held their waists, their hair was disheveled, and they were kicking the young man one foot after another like his mother was playing on a trampoline.
After being beaten for nearly a minute, the cockscomb young man couldn't bear the physical pain anymore. He swung the small breaker in his hand and slashed the door leg with his knife, and rubbed Pete Lee's arm with the knife. The three of them hid. , Cockcomb ran out with his legs covered in blood.
We are all owners who do not suffer losses, Pete, Lee and Menmen, how can their family be so rich, one can draw a big goose and drive a Wrangler, and the other started from a humble beginning, his family The money spent on abortion and consolation can buy a rich-style house with an area of more than 100 square meters. This is an inhumane thing that parents are accustomed to. What can they do after being stabbed?
The answer is definitely not.
One of them took off his belt, the other picked up the stool, yelled angrily: "Fuck you, mom, don't run," and then rushed out first.
As for the few of us, led by the duo of Li Hao and Jin Beibei, it was quite easy. I didn't let Jin Beibei touch the cockscombs, but I didn't let him touch this group of people who obviously paid per head, so In the blink of an eye, Jin Beibei ran over three people in a row, all of them had their thighs cut down, their swords were bleeding, and a hole was made in one round.
Li Hao can basically knock someone down with just one punch and one kick. His strikes are swift and he specifically pinches the joints supporting the opponent's body to strike. He is very efficient and his strikes are extremely vicious.
After Tao Gu ran away the group in the house, I picked up a wine bottle and rushed out.
The hall is the second battlefield. The place here is relatively empty, and there are still many people on the other side, so we have no advantage. Teng Yue was stabbed in the back, but he didn't seem to notice at all, and he was still working enthusiastically.
Cockscomb's head had been beaten. After going out, he panicked and headed towards the corridor, where he was immediately blocked by Menmen and Pete Lee.
"Fuck you, Mom, if you hit me again, I'll call my dad." Cockguanzi cursed completely incoherently.
"If you come to me, I won't care about you." Pete Lee cursed, swung the belt clip, and swiped the cockscomb like a mad cow.
At first, Jiguanzi didn't dare to fight back, so he just held his head and cursed. But after Menmen, who had drunk too much, joined in, Jiguanzi was hit by the bench several times in a row. He was a little red-eyed. He lowered his head and moved forward violently during the tearing. Stabbed twice, the first one hit Pete Lee's butt.
Why was it stuck in his butt? Because he dodged for a moment, turning sideways.
The second knife followed closely, and it was about to hit Menmen's stomach. I rushed over in a hurry. In my desperation, I couldn't care less, so I picked up the beer bottle and smashed it down.
"Peng."
The beer bottle shattered, and I watched Cockscomb's head sway for a while, and then fell to the ground in a daze. Beer foam and glass shards were splashed on the side wall, and a little blood seeped out of the young man's head. I was a little confused. .
"Fuck, are you okay?"
I frowned and said something, then pushed the young man's thigh with my foot. He was lying on the ground, foaming at the corner of his mouth, and showed no reaction.
"Let's go, let's go."
I held the mouth of the bottle and said something quickly. Pete Lee and Menmen looked at each other, greeted the others, fought back, and ran out of the hotel together.
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