Walking into the bar, the deafening music was heard first, followed by the dancing crowd and the DJ who kept shouting.
There is a square dance floor in the center, where the most people dance. They keep twisting their bodies to follow the rhythm, but it is not too difficult. Some keep shaking their heads, and some wave their arms.
Under the stimulation of alcohol and light, it looked like that.
Although it was Chen Dong's first time to come to this place, he had seen it in movies and TV series before, so he didn't think it was that strange, but he just felt a little out of tune.
Lu Yuange was a regular visitor. He couldn't help but squirm to the music, as if his body was suddenly electrocuted.
Chen Dong said dumbfounded: "Why are you still jumping up? Have you forgotten what you came for?"
Lu Yuange laughed and said: "You are already the deputy hall master of Shanshi Hall, a little Yu Zhengyang is nothing."
Thinking about it this way, Chen Dong didn't take Yu Zhengyang seriously at all.
When the deputy hall master arrived, the three sons had to make arrangements, and a booth closest to the dance floor was cleared.
The usual minimum purchase price for this deck is 3888, but since Chen Dong is here, I won’t talk about this anymore.
Moreover, the drinks given by Sanzi are far more than 3888.
Although Chen Dong's position as "Deputy Hall Master" is a false position, he also enjoys many benefits. He can eat, drink and have fun at his venues without spending any money.
Even Lu Yuange, a young rich second generation, couldn't help but straighten his eyes when he saw the dazzling array of foreign wine, red wine and beer on the coffee table. He said with emotion: "Chen Dong, I have benefited from you, but it's a bit too much."
It’s a waste, we can’t drink so much..."
Chen Dong didn't feel it was a waste at all. Looking back on his journey, Lu Yuange helped him from the beginning and gave him fifty yuan when he was in the most difficult time.
During that time, how many meals did Lu Yuange eat?
Lu Yuange was a very loyal person. No matter who he faced, he would always be on his side. Chen Dong always kept this in mind.
returning a Favour many times more.
What's more, you're not spending your own money.
Chen Dong smiled and poured wine for himself and Lu Yuange. After the two had a drink, he said, "Xiaolu, look to see if Yu Zhengyang is here. If he is, point it out to me."
Thinking of Lu Yuange and Lu Xiaoke, a small road and a small deer, it was quite interesting and I couldn't help laughing.
Lu Yuange didn't know what Chen Dong was laughing at, and his eyes were already looking around the bar.
Finally, Lu Yuange saw Yu Zhengyang's figure on the dance floor.
"That's it!" Lu Yuange pointed it out to Chen Dong.
In the middle of the dance floor, a group of men and women were shaking their heads. One of them was wearing a bright red coat with white hair on his head. Sure enough, he had a BMW key on his waist. The "BMW" logo kept trembling with the movement of his body.
It turns out that this is Yu Zhengyang, who is similar to Chen Dong's imagination.
Chen Dong had always looked down upon people who had car keys on their waists. He thought they were quite country bumpkin and wanted to expose all their possessions.
Can’t fit it in your pocket?
In short, this Yu Zhengyang is arrogant and coquettish at first glance. He has a little money at home and I don’t know his last name. Not to mention that he has something to do with Lu Yuange. Even if he has no grievances or grudges, he wants to beat him up if he sees him.
Chen Dong was about to ask Lu Yuange to call Yu Zhengyang over, but Yu Zhengyang had already seen Lu Yuange.
When Yu Zhengyang saw that there were only two children, he smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth and said something to the men and women around him, and then six or seven people walked towards this direction.
Is that just a few people?
Chen Dong thought to himself that Zhang Weiwei and the others would be enough to deal with these guys without relying on his status as "Vice Hall Leader".
Yu Zhengyang and his party quickly arrived in front of Chen Dong and Lu Yuange.
Chen Dong was as motionless as a mountain, still sitting steadily.
Lu Yuange is more relaxed than Chen Dong. He already knows the details of Chen Dong, knows that this bar belongs to Chen Dong, and Sanzi and others are also waiting around, so why are you so scared?
Lu Yuange was leaning on the sofa, with his legs crossed, holding a goblet, and a smile on his face.
Seeing the two of them being so calm, Yu Zhengyang felt a little nervous. He looked around to make sure they were not there, then he jumped onto the coffee table with a bang, knocking over a lot of wine with a bang.
Yu Zhengyang slowly squatted down on the coffee table, pointed at Chen Dong's nose and said: "You are just standing up for Lu Yuange..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Dong suddenly picked up a beer bottle and hit Yu Zhengyang hard on the head.
Chen Dong is already quite familiar with this skill.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the beer bottle broke into pieces. White foam mixed with red blood flowed down Yu Zhengyang's white hair, and there were some glass shards on his face.
Neither Yu Zhengyang nor his friends expected that Chen Dong would suddenly take action and start a big job.
Everyone was stunned.
Don't you want to talk?
Can't you curse a few words?
We must not talk to each other and see who you know and who I know. Is there any possibility of reconciliation?
Just smashing the beer bottles when you come up, really leaving no way out for yourself?
Lu Yuange laughed out loud, stretched out his hand and slapped his thigh. He felt it was very enjoyable, and he followed suit. He picked up a beer bottle from the coffee table and hit Yu Zhengyang on the head with a "pop".
"It's so damn good!" Lu Yuange couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh as the loud music sounded.
Only by following Chen Dong can you be so happy!
Two beer bottles were smashed down in succession, and Yu Zhengyang was completely confused and angry.
Fortunately, it was a beer bottle and its texture was relatively thin. If it had been a foreign wine bottle, it would have been so strong that I would have fainted.
Yu Zhengyang pointed at Chen Dong and Lu Yuange and roared to the sky: "Give me..."
Even if Yu Zhengyang didn't say anything, several people next to him were also ready to take action, and they all rushed towards the two of them.
But at this moment, the noisy music suddenly stopped, and the bar fell into a state of silence. Most people didn't know what was going on, and looked around in confusion, and finally focused on Chen Dong and the others.
On the table.
After all, the white-haired Yu Zhengyang was squatting on the coffee table closest to the dance floor, with blood bleeding from his head, which was quite eye-catching.
"what happened?"
"It seems like there was a fight..."
There were whispers and pointing fingers all around.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in bars, but it always attracts quite a lot of attention.
The sound of clattering footsteps sounded, and more than a dozen powerful men gathered around. They were all people watching the scene in the bar, and they were the purple-haired man's group.
Sanzi walked over with a gloomy look on his face.
Chen Dong remained motionless, sitting steadily on the sofa.
Lu Yuange was smiling playfully and proudly.
Yu Zhengyang and the others were obviously panicked and realized something was wrong.
"Third brother..." Yu Zhengyang quickly jumped down from the coffee table.
Obviously, he knew Sanzi and knew that Sanzi was the person in charge of the red bar.
It's a pity that the third son doesn't know him.
Sanzi said coldly: "If you dare to cause trouble in the red bar, hit me!"
This reason is enough to take action. There is no need to announce Chen Dong's identity in public, lest others say that the red bar beats the guests for no reason.
More than a dozen powerful men immediately rushed forward, punching and kicking Yu Zhengyang and others, and a series of shrill screams echoed over the bar.
The third son knew that Chen Dong was here to trouble Yu Zhengyang, so he showed no mercy.
Among them, the purple-haired man is the most ruthless. He has been beaten a lot recently. He even slapped himself a hundred times just now. He is so angry that he has no place to vent his anger. He also wants to express himself in front of Chen Dong. He will definitely catch Yu.
Zhengyang beat him to death.
Yu Zhengyang had been knocked down a long time ago, and the purple-haired man was playing on the trampoline on top of him, jumping and jumping.
"Don't fight, it's one of our own..." Yu Zhengyang caught a gap and finally shouted out in a hissing voice.
"Who the hell is your own family?" The purple-haired man was still playing with the trampoline on top of him.
"My cousin is a knife..." Yu Zhengyang shouted loudly.
knife?!
Chen Dong and Sanzi's eyes jumped at the same time.
When the purple-haired man heard the name, he immediately got off Yu Zhengyang's body.
As soon as Sanzi waved his hand, everyone else also stopped, and a group of people lay on the ground in a mess, screaming, "ouch, ouch".
The third son rushed to Yu Zhengyang and asked in a low voice: "Who is your cousin?"
"The knife..." Yu Zhengyang said weakly: "It's Shanshitang's 'Death' knife..."
Of course Chen Dong knows this name.
Although Chen Dong has never seen Daozi, he knows that Daozi has a high status in Shanshitang. He is Pan Yan's personal bodyguard and was severely beaten by his father, Chen Dahong.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier..."
The third son looked ashamed and quickly helped Yu Zhengyang up.
"You guys beat me before I even said anything..." Yu Zhengyang said helplessly: "Third brother, what's going on? Why do you hit someone when you come up..."
Sanzi glanced at Chen Dong awkwardly, not wanting to make this matter a big deal, so he could only whisper: "I saw you stepping on the coffee table, so I thought you were causing trouble, so I asked someone to beat you up. I didn't expect it was one of my own.
, you came to my place to play, why didn’t you say anything..."
"I came here to seek revenge. I didn't want to trouble you. I just called my cousin. He will be here in a moment!"
Sanzi's heart skipped a beat again.
If the knife comes, this matter will end badly.
"We have our own place, why did we ask your cousin to come here? It's okay, we can handle it ourselves. I'll take you to the hospital first..."
The third son pulled Yu Zhengyang and was about to leave.
Yu Zhengyang refused to leave, pointed at Chen Dong and said: "Third brother, we both have a misunderstanding, it doesn't matter if we hit him, but this guy just smashed a bottle on me, this matter can't be finished, you beat him
A meal!”
"that……"
The third son was even more embarrassed. He didn't know how to deal with this matter. He was about to tell Yu Zhengyang in a low voice about Chen Dong's identity. Yu Zhengyang couldn't hold it anymore. Relying on his support, he rushed directly to Chen Dong and copied
Pick up a beer bottle and smash it down.
But how could Chen Dong let him get what he wanted? He directly pinched his wrist, used the Overlord's move of breaking the reins, twisted his arm, and pressed his head against the coffee table.
"Ah..." A shrill scream sounded again.
"You're going to fucking die!" Yu Zhengyang was so painful that tears flowed out, and he roared: "My cousin will be here soon, let's see how he deals with you!"
"A knife?" Chen Dong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said coldly: "Let him do it!"