When the group of people came in, they started to heckle. One of the boys put his hands into his mouth and blew a sharp whistle, which made everyone in the bar turn their heads.
"Go down!" the group of people shouted. Some people picked up empty drink cans and threw them at the singer. The female singer dodged but still continued to sing and play the saxophone. "Sun Honglei" took a step forward. Her 1.88 meter body was like
Blocking the female singer like a wall.
"How dare you block the Malege wall." A skinny boy like a monkey jumped up and yelled at "Sun Honglei": "What the hell are you doing to get out of the way!"
"Sun Honglei" put down his saxophone without moving and said: "Brother, please give me some face. It's not easy to come out and hang out. Today is our first time at a candy show. Please forgive me if we don't sing well at the candy show."
With a height of nearly 1.9 meters, the skinny monkey, who is about 1.6 meters tall, nods and bends. Not only does he not gain understanding and sympathy, but it makes the skinny monkey even more arrogant: "What kind of tmd performance is just a ragtag singer?"
As he spoke, he grabbed a glass of beer from the side and splashed it on the big man's face.
The big man still showed no anger and nodded humbly: "Thank you, brother, for the wine."
There was a burst of laughter from the surroundings. The thin monkey was even more proud. He grabbed a wine bottle and jumped up and knocked it on the big man's head with a crisp sound. The blood slowly flowed down and blinded his eyes.
There was a burst of cheers from below, and the thin monkey turned around triumphantly and waved downwards like a general who had won a battle.
The big man was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to attack so hard. In an instant, he clenched his fists but quickly released them. The female singer's eyes were shining brightly and she took out a tissue from her pocket to cover his wound.
The thin monkey turned around, grinned, and fucked the female singer on the ass. The female singer screamed and jumped to the back. At this time, five or six young people in white shirts rushed out from behind the bar. They looked like bar staff.
Slim Monkey’s accomplices were just waiting for this opportunity. They didn’t say anything and just beat the guy! The two gangs bumped into each other and hit bottles, chairs, fists, and sticks. For a while, there was a chaos of screams and glass.
There were crackling sounds one after another. The bar staff obviously had the upper hand and were beaten to pieces.
All the guests who were near the door escaped. Those inside who had no time to escape were all hiding in the corner. The big saxophonist was very clever and pulled the female singer behind him, constantly dodging but never taking the initiative. He was tall and tall, and had a fierce look on his face.
No one else dared to provoke him.
Liu Ziguang and the other three were sitting in a secluded area, smoking cigarettes and watching the excitement. It was not uncommon for people to intentionally ruin people's business. They just liked the business and didn't want to spend more money, so they took such a shameless approach and sent people from time to time to disrupt the business and bring it down.
Let’s talk about it later.
"That boy is quite interesting." Liu Ziguang pointed at the saxophonist and said.
"How to say it?"
"This guy is a martial artist from the Northeast. He has great skills and is able to endure his girlfriend's teasing without taking action. Most people can't do that."
"Well, I see that his hands have been trained, but it's not unusual. This kind of person may have a few murder cases on his body, so he keeps a low profile." Zhuo Li said leisurely.
"Brothers, let's go too." Bei Xiaoshuai saw the lively fight and was eager to try, but Liu Ziguang immediately stopped him: "Don't worry, you are the boss after all, and you are rushing to the front line to fight and kill.
What do you mean?"
Just as he was talking, the big man took action. He reached out and grabbed the thin monkey just now when others were not paying attention. He struck the back of the neck with a knife. Then the female singer also picked up the wine bottle and hit the thin monkey on the head.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The lights in the bar were dim and chaotic. No one except Liu Ziguang noticed the little ** song. Suddenly the police siren sounded. Their expressions changed and they hurried away.
Liu Ziguang patted Zhuo Li and Bei Xiaoshuai on the shoulders. The three of them walked straight to the bar bathroom, opened the back door behind a pile of debris, and left quietly.
In the past, when there were fights, the police arrived late, but this time they arrived quite promptly. A dozen police cars from the Public Security Brigade and the Anti-Explosion Brigade surrounded the door of the bar. The policemen in black anti-explosion armors held batons and shields and stared at each other.
All those involved were handcuffed and escorted out, including the innocent drunkards.
"Something's wrong." Liu Ziguang said secretly. Among the crowd, he saw his old acquaintance Yang Feng. This guy had obviously been promoted and was commanding this and that.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see." The three of them went back the same way and walked some distance. The police lights in front of them were flashing. It was the traffic patrol officers who were inspecting the big man and the female singer who had just escaped from the bar. The big man was also detained and asked to see his ID card.
His eyes flickered and he hesitated to find any documents.
When Liu Ziguang saw Lao Song sitting in the police car, he walked over and shouted: "Song Brigade."
Lao Song also saw Liu Ziguang put on his police uniform and got out of the car, nodding in greeting: "Teacher Liu is taking a walk."
Liu Ziguang smiled and pointed at the big man and said, "That's my friend."
Lao Song nodded and waved his hand over there: "Let it go!"
The police immediately released Liu Ziguang without saying much, shook hands with Lao Song and said, "You go ahead and I'll go."
After walking a few dozen meters, a voice suddenly shouted: "Brother."
Turning around, it was the big man and the female singer who both looked at Liu Ziguang with grateful eyes.
Liu Ziguang smiled at them and turned to leave.
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The candy bar brawl case came to an end soon. The bar owner was detained and several bar employees may have to go to labor camp. Poor owner, he took over the bar and only had three months to face jail time and pay tens of thousands in compensation. It was extremely unlucky.
There was a note saying "Inventory is in progress" on the door of the bar, but when I got closer, there was no one inside. Broken tables, chairs, and pieces of wine bottles were scattered all over the floor. The chandeliers on the ceiling hung low and the light tubes were still on.
The sound of pulling sparkled with one or two sparks from time to time.
The saxophonist and his girlfriend stood at the door of the bar last night, feeling lost.
"How could we be so unlucky after finally finding a job and losing it like this?" The girl spoke a Northeastern dialect with a Harbin flavor that was very pleasant to the ear.
"It's okay, we can look for it again." The young man put the box containing the saxophone on his shoulder and continued walking towards the next bar.
Went to the next bar and went in to find the boss to talk about the issue of resident singing. While we were talking, suddenly a few people came in from the door. They were the same gangsters who caused a scene in the candy bar last night. One of them was a thin monkey with a bandage on his head and a peaked cap crookedly on his head.
Thinking he had the style of Jay Chou, he saw the big saxophonist at a glance and immediately shouted: "He was the one who beat my brothers to death yesterday!"
A group of people swarmed up to him. The big man took his girlfriend's hand and ran away. But the girlfriend was wearing high-heeled boots and couldn't run fast. She was about to be overtaken by the big man. He had no choice but to punch each one. He hit each one without even grunting.
He immediately fell down, but there were many people on the other side, and several people came running over with sticks. The big man didn't dare to fight, so he grabbed his girlfriend and ran away.
After running and running for who knows how long, the two finally stopped and gasped for air. Suddenly they looked at each other and started laughing.
Next to it is the Huaijiang River, where the autumn water flows eastward. There are lush wild grasses growing on the river beach, and little white flowers dotted among the grass are beautiful.
"Woo!" With a long roar, the flat-bottomed boat loaded with coal split the waves and sailed forward. The girl said coquettishly, "I'm hungry, orangutan."
The big man emptied all his pockets and only took out one yuan and fifty cents and said with a sad face: "Xiao Mei, we only have this little money left."
The girl* was stunned: "You didn't have more than a hundred yuan yesterday? Why did you spend it so fast? Did you buy some wine?"
"I didn't have the 100 yuan to pay the rent. Then last night we spent some money on dinner. I thought I could ask the boss to advance a little today, but I didn't expect that all the brothers went in. There was no other way but we were hungry."
The two girls stared at each other and heard the growling in their stomachs.
Suddenly the big man opened the saxophone box with a mysterious smile, took out a piece of black bread from it like a magic trick, and said: "Fortunately, I still have a mysterious reserve."
"Wow! Lieba, where did you get it?" The girl picked up the black bread and looked at it and smelled it in surprise.
"I didn't finish the ones I bought last time. I kept them specially."
"What a great orangutan. You are so smart, but you are too dry."
"Okay, I'll buy some water right away."
The big man ran to a small stall on the river bank and bought a bottle of pure water for one dollar and a half. He ran down and stretched out his hand: "Here comes the kvass."
The girl took the purified water, but tears were streaming down her face. She whispered: "The orangutans have offended people and the bar business can't be continued, otherwise I will go..."
The big man guessed what she wanted to say and said resolutely: "No, how can we return to our old business after we finally escaped? Don't worry, I have already figured out how to make money."
…
When the lanterns first came on, stalls started to appear in the night market. Tricycles rushed up like crucian carp crossing the river. They put down the tarpaulin supports and started to build a tent to set up a stove and set up small tables and benches. Dishes were covered with plastic wrap and placed on the chopping board for customers to choose from.
After seven o'clock, people started to go out. The night market also entered its busiest stage. Many buskers carrying guitars and electronic keyboards walked into various greenhouses with printed playlists and asked customers to sing for two yuan a song.** You can also make a profit.
Dozens of dollars of hard-earned money.
The saxophonist and his girlfriend also came to the night market. After all, it was the first time for them to perform on such an occasion. They were a little shy and embarrassed, but in order to survive, they still put aside their dignity and walked through the smoky and crowded dining tables with their smiling faces holding the music sheet.
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"Hey, singer, sing for me." A drunken customer shouted.