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As he spoke, Daming didn't seem to be able to relieve his anger enough. He picked up a bottle of wine from his side and threw it forward without even taking aim.

Following a perfect parabola, the wine bottle landed at the feet of a sturdy bald man. Glass shards flew out, and most of them were blocked by the rough old men around him, as well as the little girls nearby. , no secondary damage was suffered.

This injury refers to physical harm. As for the fright it brought to them all of a sudden, it was actually more frightening than those gangsters who took action directly.

"what!"

It was obviously the age when they should wear buns, sit in the library, and swim in the ocean of knowledge, but these two little girls insisted on getting a one-time wavy perm and red lips, so they thought they were right and came to the bar for excitement.

Now, not only can they enjoy the excitement that ordinary bars can bring to them, but they can also enjoy the unusual excitement of making trouble. Tonight, they are buying one, getting one free, and enjoying a double experience.

The pain in the legs was transmitted too slowly through the nerves numbed by alcohol. It was not until these big men were swept away by the screams in their ears that they finally noticed the pain in their legs. .

"Hey, it really hurts. Who dares to attack us? Stand up!"

The bald man at the head was finally willing to look away from the beautiful sister's face, and then the people around him saw that there was a scar more than ten centimeters long between the man's chin and neck, like a big centipede. It's very scary up there.

The moment he raised his head, many of the people watching the excitement dispersed, which made it easier for Daming and others to clear the place.

"You dare to count gangsters in Sister Hong's territory. I don't know whether to admire your courage or digest your shame, silly!"

After Sister Hong left, the place was under the management of Daming. Now that it was during his working hours, if something went wrong in the bar, it would be a slap in his face, and it would be like giving Daming eye drops in front of Sister Hong!

Can this Ming Dynasty endure it?Definitely not!

"Tie them up and throw them away in a back alley. I want to see who is covering these little bastards, who are rushing to do evil in Sister Hong's territory."

"Yes!"

Following Daming's order, a group of men who were following him finally waited for the opportunity to take action, and like wild horses running wild, they rushed towards the troublemakers.

There is no way, if you move slowly, you won't be able to grab them. There are more than ten of them, and there are four people on the opposite side, which is just enough for a table. If the three of them can't take down these people, they will probably be drilled to death by Daming when they go back.

"Why are there still flies in the bar?"

"roll!"

boom!

The bald leader didn't say too much. He glanced at the people who were rushing toward him with drunken eyes. He moved his left foot outward and formed a horse stance when he landed on the ground. He didn't make any unnecessary movements with his hands, but simply moved towards the person. Reach out in the direction.

Even in a horse stance, this man's movements were shaky, and his outstretched fists looked particularly weak. The whole man looked like he was made of plasticine, and he seemed to have no power at all.

Only the first man was knocked back two meters uncontrollably by a punch, clutching his heart and grinning, becoming a typical example. This made his brothers become interested in these troublemakers.

"Looks like he's still practiced."

The speaker only wore a black vest, and the muscles around him squeezed the vest out of shape. He seemed to be interested as he spoke, and the muscles on his arms began to beat, making the vest become more and more pitiful as it was ravaged.

"This man belongs to me!"

After he spoke, the others silently shifted their targets. In order for Brother Lang not to cause trouble for them after the matter was over, the remaining people looked at each other.

"Brother Lang, come on, we are optimistic about you."

With a perfunctory compliment, these people dispersed towards their respective targets. Only Brother Lang rushed towards the bald man as if he had been given a shot of blood.