Chapter 50, women are troublesome 2

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Lin Feng directly filtered out Wang Yang's eyes and asked with a smile, "What if you die?" Seeing Lin Feng's smile, Wang Yang suddenly felt a chill rising on the soles of his feet and swimming all over his body. He couldn't help taking a breath. He also saw the latter's foot just now. He stood still and hardly moved. The fat man flew out and was stared at by such a person, and his whole body was full of cold air.

"If you die, you have to prove to everyone that the dead have nothing to do with this bar. We are all doing business, so we don't want to be labeled as a murder bar on the street..." Wang Yang said fluently, but his body was a little crippling and did not dare to look directly into Lin Feng's eyes.

"So that's it." After saying that, Lin Feng let go of the tea smoke in his arms and turned to the fat man lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Song Yuandong and a couple followed Lin Feng to escort him. The people in the bar also followed Lin Feng, but they did not dare to look at him from a distance. Some young people looked at Lin Feng as their idols for a long time. The latter's foot was too handsome just now. Although I didn't see how the latter's foot was kicked out, the more magical it was, the more curious it was, and the more everyone worshipped it.

Lin Feng walked to the fat man lying on the ground like a dead pig and said to a ghost, "Have you seen the bottle on the table? He went to pick it up and counted five in his heart. He still didn't wake up and smashed it on his head."

"This..." looked at the messy bottles on the table next to him. There was still half a bottle of wine in the bottle. I don't know who drank the rest. He hesitated for a moment, or strode forward, grabbed a bottle with half a bottle of wine on the table, and walked to the fat man. He did not count it in his heart, but shouted out, "One , two......”

Every time he shouted, everyone's hearts beat fiercely, as if the bottle in the latter's hand would hit his head.

The fat man lying on the ground began to sweat faintly on his forehead. Lin Feng looked at the fat man with a smile. Boy, I don't believe you are awake.

Mingyan also walked curiously to Lin Feng and looked at a simple and honest one, with an imperceptible expression on his face.

Lin Feng took a big hand and stopped Mingyan in his arms. "How can you see such a bloody scene?"

"I just want to see..." Mingyan said coquettishly, her voice was charming, and there was an indescribable ** in her heart!

"Don't blame me for being scared." Lin Feng smiled.

"Four, Five!"

The five numbers were finally shouted, and one did not violate the eldest brother's order. He slammed the bottle in his hand and hit the fat man's head.

"Ah--" The people in the bar exclaimed, and the raised bottle came into the ears of everyone present with the wind. The musicians on the high platform couldn't help but stand up and stared at the bottle in their hands. The bottle drew a gorgeous arc under the light.

"Ah, no!" The fat man shouted and finally couldn't help it. He didn't expect that he really dared to fight. Isn't he afraid of causing people's lives? The fat man was gambling, but he didn't expect him to lose.

At the moment when the bottle was about to get close, the fat man bounced and grabbed a wrist quickly and said, "Huh?" The fat man was stunned and didn't lift it. He didn't lift it. He loosened his hands, clasped one shoulder hard, and gave him an "downscallion".

Looking at a simple-looking man, he is a capable master in the countryside. With these few steps, he can't lift it with a few steps.

A pair of hands that saw the fat man loosened, and the speed also kept up, smashing down the roundness of his hand, "Pa!"

"Ah-"

The bottle hit the fat man's head with a "pop", the bottle was torn apart, and the wine splashed everywhere. The fat man exclaimed, leaving a blood-red ** along his face, dripping on the floor and blooming a charming flower. The fat man's body was crooked, and this time he was really dizzy.

The person who was excited to see this scene exclaimed when he saw someone on the spot.

"This..." Many people took a breath of cold air and began to admire Lin Feng. This boy has the guts to do it.

Wang Yang, as the manager in the bar, looked at Lin Feng's arrogant appearance and couldn't wait to cut off the latter and eat him alive.

Where is this? 1982 bar!

Whose field? Shanghai Xinglong Gang!

What is the name of the Xinglong Gang? Just listen to the name.

Mingyan stared at Lin Feng's expression, but he didn't expect this handsome and thin young man to be so fat. Didn't he know that there were gangsters in all these bars?

I didn't expect that I would have such a big reaction this time. Looking at the bottle under the mouth of the bottle in my hand, I smiled at Lin Feng and said, "Big brother." Although it was the first time to smash people so naked, I was not afraid, but a little excited.

Lin Feng released the tea smoke, patted him on the shoulder, motioned him to stand behind him, threw away half of the bottle in his hand and walked to Song Yuandong.

Song Yuandong looked at Lin Feng's appearance. His eyes were hot and his heart was surging. It seemed that he should go to another sage.

Lin Feng walked to the fat man, patted the latter's fat face, and made a crisp voice, "Kid, I didn't expect you to provoke me. Alas, you're unlucky. If you stand in front of me well now, I can guarantee that you won't see the sun tomorrow."

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, the fat man suddenly fought a cold war and stood up quickly with the hot pain brought by blood and water getting into his eyes.

"Very good." Lin Feng looked at the latter with appreciation, nodded and shouted, "Where's Wang Yang? Come and have a look. This man is fine and not hurt at all."

Is there no injury at all? Is this lying with your eyes open? The blood has not been hurt like a fountain.

"I'm here." Wang Yang stood beside Lin Feng. He deliberately didn't see him.

"Can I go?"

"Yes!" I can't stop him from leaving now. After saying that, Wang Yang looked at the cigarette standing aside again.

At this time, there was a messy sound outside the door, and a group of mixed people in breeches, torn jeans and different clothes, with different heads, bald heads, and yellow hair styles, led by a dry and thin man wearing a yellow coat and only a wisp of long hair dyed yellow on the top of his head. The young man looked around and saw the fat man standing there trembling and bleeding on his head, rushing over quickly.

Everyone saw another group of people coming. Now they didn't watch it closely. They all hid far away. The underworld was fighting. This was only something that existed in the novel. It was also a lifelong honor to witness it in reality, so they didn't leave and hid in the corner to look at Lin Feng and others.

"Brother Li, what's wrong with you? Who made you like this?"

"Yellow hair, do you still know how to come? I was about to be beaten to death," the fat man saw his helper coming and pointed to Lin Feng and the three of them. "That's what they did, Huang Mao, help me do them."

"Ye." Huang Mao answered and greeted the two of them to help the fat man sit aside. He tilted his head and looked at Lin Feng, "Kid you do something to us Brother Li?"

"Who are you?" Lin Feng picked up his arm, looked at the latter with great interest, and asked with a smile.

"Don't you fucking hear what I said? It seems that you have to clean up." Huang Mao cursed and didn't need to say hello. The gangsters behind him rushed up and came up to Lin Feng.