Everyone in the room was stunned, as if they were scared.

The two young men with big arms and round waists became even more fierce. The young man with small braids pushed the gun with a click and shouted again with his neck: "If you're fine, just hold my head in my hands and squat down and count the stars. Which one is called Jiang Ming? Stand up honestly and don't implicate your friends."

"Haha, are you two here to deliver us a happy little angel to entertain after dinner?" Dazhuang, who was closest to the door, stood up.

As he stood up, the people at their table jumped up with their eyes.

Dong Dongdong, Jiang Ming, and walked in front with his neck raised. Zhou De, Zheng Qingshu, and Da Tao followed closely behind. He rushed up and surrounded the two of them.

"It's so bad, I'm wearing bulletproof vests, right?" The young man with a braid was a little panicked in an instant, and hurriedly raised his gun and shouted: "Hit, who can move it again!"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lin, Li Junfeng, Meng Shengle and Qian Long who were sitting next to me also stood up like wolves and tigers. Qian Long even pulled away the guys in front of him, and used his head to hold the other party's gun barrel and shouted: "Try your grandma's legs, I'm moving, come on! Bang here."

"My uncle, please support them!" Li Junfeng raised the chair from the side and smashed it straight towards him.

The young man with a braid was caught off guard and fell to the ground by a stool. He raised his gun and shot at the ceiling, whipping his neck and shouting: "Don't force me, I'll just slap it back!"

"Fuck you to death!"

"Dazhuang, urinate the gun in his hand!"

The brothers were stunned for a few seconds, then let out an excited roar like a wolf entering the flock, and rushed towards the two of them. I guess these two little guys who were making trouble must have not stepped on them before they came. If they knew that all the big and small tigers of the head wolf family gathered today, they would probably not dare to jump into the house even if they were beaten to death.

"Bang!"

In a panic, the young man with small braids roared, closed his eyes and shot the crowd.

Jiang Lin covered his shoulders and staggered back two steps, spitting and shouting: "Carry a small sand sprayer, you dare to run to our house to find the picture. Which father has a habit of being accustomed to? Hold him and hug him to death! Go out and ask carefully, if you want to beat the head wolf family, you have to carry anti-aircraft cannons in the future."

"Go to Damad." Da Zhuang, who was rushing to the front of the crowd, grabbed the other party's barrel and pulled it up. He raised his leg and kicked it on the young man's face with a "bang". The remaining people rushed to stomp over and stomped their legs.

Qian Long, who was squeezed to the end by the crowd, jumped and shouted in anger: "Oh, I'll go, I'll flash to the side, let me kick it."

"Brother Lin, I'll let our brothers practice it too." Wang Jiashun, Liu Xiangfei, Su Weikang and Nie Haoran, who stood up later, were also a little slower because they were now so slow that they couldn't get along even if they wanted to stretch their feet.

Jiang Lin, who was in the front of the crowd, shouted with his neck: "I borrowed some yarn, but I couldn't move even if I wanted to go out."

A few minutes later, two young men with bruised noses and swollen noses were kneeling honestly on the ground. The young men with braids had their hair scattered, and their hair was tangled in a mess. The young man with a caliper head had a bruised nose and swollen wrists drooped weakly. I don’t know who kicked and broke the bone.

I glanced at the fifth consecutive hair on the table, blinked my eyes and looked at the two of them and asked with a smile: "What's the way, brothers, who are you playing with? What's the matter with Jiang Ming?"

The young man with a braid bit his mouth and clasped his fists weakly: "Brother, we are the younger brothers who use money to do business. If you have any questions, you can talk to Mr. Deng, okay?"

"Bang!" Jiang Lin kicked directly on the young man's face, grabbed the "five consecutive shots" on the table and waved them twice, and scolded with glaring: "You two can't even hold the gun, what else can you do, ang! You're so brave, come on, continue to blow your gun to me, see if I can chop your hands up today."

"Brother, I was wrong." The young man staggered and lay on the ground but didn't dare to get up. He kept begging like a little sheep.

"Do you know me?" I lit a cigarette, squatted in front of the guy and asked with a smile.

The young man shook his head and responded: "No, don't know me."

"Do you know Jiang Ming?" I asked again.

The young man shook his head and murmured again: "I don't know each other. Mr. Deng took us from Yangcheng, and then answered the phone and said that Jiang Ming was gathering in this hotel. We thought that it might be a group of gangsters. We must have run away when we scared him, so we came here."

"Which Young Master Deng?" I spitted white smoke and thundered.

The young man with a caliper head next to him hurriedly replied: "Deng Jinhong, his father is Deng Guoqiang from Yangcheng."

"Deng Guoqiang, is he the Great Zhu Ren?" I frowned immediately.

"Yes." The young man with small braids wiped the blood stains on his face and nodded tremblingly: "He asked us to come here, saying that Jiang Ming was wearing his torn shoes and was not talking to him cleanly. He must give some punishment."

"Bang!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Jiang Lin immediately stood up, turned around and slapped Jiang Ming, cursing angrily: "What did I tell you a few days ago, don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble, the family is not peaceful now, you didn't hear a word, what's the point of blocking you from foot massage shops and foot washing cities!"

Jiang Ming staggered back two steps, covered his cheeks, and explained aggrievedly: "Brother, this matter has been gone for many days. At that time, the woman had already reached an agreement with me and said that the matter was over. I didn't expect that she began to blackmail me again in the past few days."

"You still dare to be stubborn!" Jiang Lin rushed over with anger, grabbed Jiang Ming's collar, raised his arm and prepared to start.

"What are you doing? Xiao Ming is young and ignorant, you are not sensible. Why do you beat him up? Besides, Xiao Ming must have been jumped by a fairy." Meng Shengle stopped Jiang Lin and said to Jiang Mingnu: "Xiao Ming, hide behind you and don't pay attention to your brother. I know the cause and effect of this matter. I will tell him later."

"Dalin, be an outsider, can you control the restless little beast in your heart?" I rubbed my chin and lowered my head to continue questioning the young man with a braid: "Do you think Deng Jinhong is also put in Chongshi now?"

The young man coughed twice and said, "At the trendy man bar on People's Road, drinking with a few of his friends."

I stood up and said to Li Junfeng: "I gave them a set meal with a broken thigh and threw it to the police station afterwards. It is a serious crime to hurt people with weapons. I just think it is our contribution to building a harmonious society. Xiao Ming, you and Dongdong, Dazhuang, and the urine pot will follow me."

Lu Bobo came to me and lowered his voice: "Langlang, Deng Guoqiang is not easy to repay Ang. He himself dislikes us. He is very close to Huihuang and Ge Chuan, and his friends are also very tough. I heard that his friends are very wide. I guess he will only be able to race with Chang Feibiao next time. If this matter is not handled well, it is easy to get into big trouble."

"It's okay, I'll just chat with Mr. Deng." I smiled and waved to the others, saying, "You should drink it. Let's ask if you can find someone to install the window glass in the hotel overnight. How much should we reimburse it."

A few minutes later, I led Jiang Ming, Dong Dongdong, Dazhuang and the urine pot out of the hotel.

I glanced at Jiang Ming with a flushed face and a clear slap on my face. I curled my lips and said, "You kid just need to deal with it. You can't understand such a simple problem. You can even find Chongshi to find a military officer to ask for punishment. How can you stand alone in the future?"

"Brother, I" Jiang Ming encouraged Adam's apple twice and sighed unwillingly: "Forget it, I won't say it anymore. You all think I'm making excuses."

"It's okay, just say whatever you think." I handed him a cigarette and asked with a smile.

"I feel that Rou Rou was deliberately trying to trap me. Rou Rou is that bitch. That guy is not short of money at all, but he blackmailed me repeatedly. At first I didn't understand what was going on, but later I thought about it and found that she seemed to be deliberately forcing me to turn against me. As long as I hit her, she would definitely have an excuse to ask Deng Jinhong to help her vent her anger."

Jiang Ming lit the cigarette and wrapped it hard: "Later, she might find that no matter how she stimulated me, I was not happy to hit her, so she changed her routine and sent me some stingy text messages, and deliberately did not delete the records. The purpose must be to let Deng Jinhong discover, brother, you said you were doing his job, isn't it for money? She was just cutting off her own financial path, so I thought that someone asked her to make a trap for me. When we were in Yangcheng, Deng Jinhong called me and I explained it to him, but Deng Jinhong was also stubborn. I didn't believe anything. In the end, we both started to curse on the phone."

"Langlang"

Zhang Xingyu quickly rushed out of the hotel, pulled my arm and whispered: "I'll go with you. I don't like drinking, nor can I smell the smell of tobacco. It's so uncomfortable to stay inside."

"Are you afraid that I will be impulsive?" After staring at his cheek for a few seconds, I smiled and said, "I am afraid that I will just kill that little Deng when I am anxious."

"There is a reason for this." Zhang Xingyu's expression was serious and he had two small details. First, how did he know where we party and who the guy he handed him to, second, I want to see if this kid is really careless. If so, can he fight for it."

"It's OK." I touched the tip of my nose and nodded.

Zhang Xingyu took a deep breath and said to Jiang Ming: "Xiao Ming, you are ready to be embarrassing. There are only two opportunities in a person's life. The soft-legged shrimp kneeling on the ground every day is a beggar, and they can only fill their stomachs. But at critical moments, those who know how to bend their legs are the wise man with a head. Do you think you Lang Ge is hard? From Shancheng to Yangcheng, does he often love Jiba who is who? But in front of Ma Zheng in the capital, he must not still droop his head and bend his back. I mean, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!