Chapter 899: More exciting scenes are yet to come

In a luxurious room on the third floor of Yebei Bar, the beautiful woman who saw the fighting scene through the surveillance could not help but frowned and asked a bald man next to him: "Who are those?"
"Never saw it," the bald-headed man shook his head. "It should be the first time. It seems that he came to pick things up on purpose."
"Go and take a look," the beautiful woman said coldly, "if it's here to hit the scene, then give it a lesson."
"Yes, sister," the bald head nodded, and immediately prepared to go out. When he reached the door, he stopped again and asked in a low voice: "Would you like to talk to the younger ones? I feel that these people are not simple. ."
"Let's check it out first, and talk about it later," the beautiful woman said, took out a cigarette, took a hard puff, and then spit out another puff, "I hope it's not for the young and old."
The bald head didn't ask any more, turned around and walked out.
As he walked out with his bald head, Yang Xiaodong had once again lifted the middle-aged man up, repeating the words before the beating: "Cash or transfer?"
The middle-aged man didn't dare to have the arrogance just now. He was tossed by Yang Xiaodong. Although he didn't make repeated begging for mercy, he also softened his tone: "Let me down and discuss something."
With a "pop", the middle-aged man received a slap in the face, and then Yang Xiaodong's fierce voice rang: "Discuss me, just answer my question."
"Do you dare to hit me?" The middle-aged man was shocked and angry when he was slapped in public.
With a "pop", another slap in the face, Yang Xiaodong shot again and swelled the other side of the middle-aged man's face.
"What I hate the most is that others pretend to be in front of me," Yang Xiaodong said domineeringly: "I have asked you three times, but you didn't answer me."
The middle-aged man was extremely angry, but he did not dare to talk back again, fearing that he would be slapped again, he just looked at Yang Xiaodong with an angry look.
As a result, the silence of the middle-aged man annoyed Yang Xiaodong again. After another slap in the face, he yelled, "How dare you not answer me."
"Stop!" In an angry shout, the bald man came with a group of security guards. After a loud shout, he walked quickly to Yang Xiaodong and said coldly: "Let the people down for me."
"What are you?" Yang Xiaodong shouted coldly: "Why do you yell at me?"
"Put him down for me!" The bald head threatened fiercely again, "I hope you don't make trouble here."
"I just want to know, if you sell us such expensive fake wine, do you want to cheat us?" After he had been making trouble for so long, Luo Ziling, Ouyang Feifei, and Wang Qing didn't say a word, watching him teach others like watching the show. , Yang Xiaodong already probably knew what was going on, so he didn't hesitate, "This wine is 30,000 yuan a bottle, and a fake one loses ten, which is 300,000 yuan. Checks, transfers or cash are fine."
His face turned green when he heard the bald head.
Nima, he wondered if he had heard it wrong, and there were still people who dared to open their mouths to blackmail them hundreds of thousands.
This is the funniest joke he has heard since his debut, so he laughed instead of anger, and asked cheerfully: "Are you sure you want so many?"
"No," Yang Xiaodong shook his head, "because of your smile just now, there is a zero at the end."
As he said, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the neck of the bald head. When the other party was still struggling, he lifted the bald head in the air, "I have precious time. I have no time to joke with you. Don't take me Look at it as a fool."
The faces of Ouyang Feifei and Wang Qing showed a little surprise, but they still didn't express much.
Luo Ziling was also very surprised. He really didn't realize that Yang Xiaodong liked pinching people's necks so much.
No, this guy not only likes to pinch people's necks to lift people up, but also likes to slap people.
He knew that the next slap show would definitely be there, as long as the bald head was not convinced.
Of course the bald head will not be subdued. When Yang Xiaodong struggled hard and broke the hand that pinched his neck, he still shouted desperately: "Hurry up... let go, or you will... life!"
With a "pop", Luo Ziling's expected slap in the face rang, and then again, the face on both sides of the bald head suddenly swelled.
Yang Xiaodong moved quickly, turning his bald head into a daze, and after his face became swollen, he immediately threw him at the group of security guards who had not reacted. In a scream, at least three of the security guards were crushed by the bald heads and fell to the ground together.
After throwing his bald head out, Yang Xiaodong patted both hands, then turned his head and smiled triumphantly at Wang Qing, his face full of "heroic spirit".
In the end, Wang Qing's eyes were rolled in exchange for his complacent look.
Yang Xiaodong didn't care. Compared to Wang Qing's cold expression without emotion, he would rather see her roll his eyes.
After struggling to get up from the ground, the bald head, who was beaten and dizzy, yelled angrily at the bewildered group of security guards around him: "Trash him, interrupt his hands and feet and throw it out."
Hearing the bald head's order, the group of security guards rushed over immediately, preparing to subdue Yang Xiaodong.
At this time, Wang Qing also stood up under Ouyang Feifei's sign, and greeted the group of security guards without any indication.
Yang Xiaodong saw that Wang Qing would actually help him, he couldn't help but was overjoyed, his fighting spirit was more vigorous, and he took the initiative to greet him.
Soon, the battle was divided.
More than a dozen security guards, as well as the men of the middle-aged man who was hit by Yang Xiaodong first, were all knocked to the ground by the two. The whole bar was alarmed, the sound of music had long since stopped, all the people nearby avoided, standing far to watch the excitement.
Because of Wang Qing's help, Yang Xiaodong was very brave, and almost knocked over the guards in the group of bars.
Neither Luo Ziling nor Yang Xiaodong ~EbookFREE.me~ have seen Wang Qing make a move. Although they know that Wang Qing is also a capable person, they don't know how tall she is. They finally saw it today and couldn't help but be amazed.
Wang Qing's skill is still quite good, although there is no way to compare with a perverted woman like Lin Lan, but it is comparable to Wu Yue before Luo Ziling's guidance.
The woman's posture of beating is very beautiful, and the two long legs danced with wind, and these security guards could hardly hold her.
At least five security guards were kicked by her.
"Unexpectedly, Wang Qing has such a skill. I really haven't found it before," Luo Ziling said to Ouyang Feifei cheerfully: "With such a cold temper and such a strong martial arts, it is not easy for a man to subdue him."
As a result, Ouyang Feifei's eyes were rolled in exchange for these words.
After rolling her eyes, Ouyang Feifei said softly: "Let's watch the show, more exciting scenes are yet to come."
Ouyang Feifei's words made Luo Ziling even more weird.
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