'Since we've met today, let me give you a good beating.'
Hearing this, Wang Hui had the urge to kneel down on the spot.
'Look, look, how refreshing and satisfying these words are!' 'Not only does it show that I'm very cultured, but it's also very novel to those who hear it.'
It had to be said that in this world, there were many things that required talent. For example, acting cool.
Wang Hui and his friends usually used the following two ways of acting cool: First, the fiery type. Second, the iceberg type.
The so-called fiery type was when they were shirtless or rolled up their sleeves, shouting at others with their faces red and necks flushed, "Try and touch me, believe it or not, I'll cut you up, believe it or not, I'll beat you up until your mother can't recognize you. Brothers, get your weapons …"
The iceberg type of acting cool was slightly more technical, and it had certain requirements for the individual's appearance. Not everyone could use it.
First of all, you couldn't be too ugly, and your body couldn't be too fat. If you were a fat man with a wretched face, even if you pretended to be cold, ruthless, and cruel, as if you would kill a pig for fun when you had nothing to do, people might still laugh at you when they saw you … Your plate had to be bright, and your bar had to be straight. Tall and straight, incomparably noble and elegant standing there. Don't look directly at the opponent's eyes, it's best to look at the top of his head, and a devilish sneer appearing at the corner of your mouth. Yes, the key was the word "devilish". Don't laugh, don't laugh foolishly, and don't laugh randomly. You must show an arrogant attitude that you're a pile of dog shit, and I don't care about you at all.
What?
What kind of smile can be called devilish? Who should I ask if you ask me? Look at yourself in the mirror and find the feeling.
Also, he mustn't laugh out loud. If you make a sound, your acting cool style will immediately drop by 25%.
After the facial movements were adjusted, all that was left was the voice attack.
With a calm expression and a cold and arrogant voice, he said, "Brothers, get your weapons and beat him up until his mother can't recognize you …"
Of course, whether it was the fiery type or the iceberg type, they were different routes to the same goal. In the end, they still had to beat the opponent up.
Wang Hui was a fan of the iceberg type. He felt that a reputable person like him should choose this more technically difficult way of showing off in order to show the outside world that he had a strategic plan and that everything was under control.
However, after listening to Fang Yan's beating lines, he felt a sense of inferiority.
He felt that Fang Yan's way of showing off was neither the Raging Fire nor the Iceberg Mountain Style, but a way that was more advanced than the Raging Fire and the Iceberg Mountain Style … The Cultured and Elegant Style. His eyes were gentle, his face was smiling, and he spoke nicely when he said that he wanted to beat you up. You would be too embarrassed to refuse after hearing these words …
"An expert," Wang Hui praised in his heart.
Therefore, Wang Hui was even more unwilling to fight with Fang Yan.
He looked at Fang Yan and said coldly, "What? You're not letting me leave? Is this restaurant owned by your family? "
Fang Yan laughed and looked at Wang Hui. He felt that this guy was very interesting.
When he came in, he looked like he was the number one in the world and he could bully whoever he wanted. He wanted his brothers to beat him up at the slightest disagreement.
In the end, he kicked the iron plate that was Fang Yingying. After his brother was stabbed by a fishbone, he became fearful and wanted to turn around and leave.
This made Fang Yan feel very aggrieved in his heart.
Why could the bad guys hit people whenever they wanted and leave when they couldn't beat them …
Those good guys who couldn't beat them could only be bullied by them.
Those good guys that they couldn't beat, were they just going to watch them leave?
It was unfair!
Therefore, no matter what, Fang Yan had to make him stay and beat him up today.
"I don't own this restaurant, and it's not yours either." Fang Yan pointed to the private room door that was about to collapse and said, "My friend and I were sitting and eating. What's the matter with you coming over and kicking my door?"
Wang Hui glanced at Xu Bin, and Xu Bin hurriedly said, "It's okay … It's okay … Anyway, the door has been broken for a long time. I was looking for someone to fix it. This is not a problem at all. Brothers, let's just forget about this matter, shall we? "
"I will let the brothers who kicked the door pay for Boss Li's door," Wang Hui said. "This door, we will pay to fix it."
"But you insulted us," Fang Yan said. "You came to kick the door when we were eating, and you even wanted to rush over and beat us up … Isn't this insulting us?"
Wang Hui looked at the few dishes on Fang Yan's table and said to Xu Bin, "Boss Xu, put the meal these brothers ate today on my tab …"
Although Wang Hui was talking to Xu Bin, the content of his words was already apologizing to Fang Yan.
"No, no, it's on me. It's all on me …" Xu Bin really wanted to keep the peace, but after seeing Wang Hui's murderous eyes, he quickly changed his words and said, "Okay, since Brother Hui wants to pay the bill, then put it on Brother Hui's tab."
Fang Yan knocked on the table with his chopsticks and said, "I don't have the habit of letting a bastard I don't know pay for me. My two juniors came all the way to Huacheng to find me. This is the first meal I'm treating them to in Huacheng … This meal, I'll pay for it myself. "
Wang Hui's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Fang Yan and asked, "What? You don't want to let it go? "
Wang Hui could be considered to have a high IQ. The brothers behind him who were more hot-tempered directly opened their mouths and started scolding.
"Where did this wild dog come from? How dare he behave atrociously in front of us brilliant men?"
"Brother Hui, why are you treating him to a meal? We brothers can't afford to lose face like this … We don't have much else, but we have strength. Leave the money for your meal for us brothers to buy drinks … "
"That's right. If we all attack together, they might not be our match …"
"I'll go out and call more brothers in …"
…
"It's not that I don't want to let it go, it's a different matter," Fang Yan said. "You made a mistake to me, so I'll beat you up. Turning over a new leaf is something to do after you get beaten up. "
Wang Hui didn't say anything. His sharp eyes swept between Fang Yan, Fang Yingying, and Fang Haohan's faces and bodies, weighing the approximate chances of his side winning if they were to fight.
Fang Yingying seemed to be an expert. If he went up against him, with the help of his two brothers, it wouldn't be hard to take him down. However, the strength of this pretty boy and that skinny tall guy was unknown, so the outcome was unknown.
Wang Hui was young and full of vigor. He was a prideful person to begin with, and with his brothers fanning the flames behind him, Fang Yan's aggressiveness also made him stifle a bellyful of anger.
He quietly put on a gauntlet on his right hand. For these martial arts school students who treated fighting as their daily routine, these offensive equipment were always carried around.
"We are students of Glory Martial School. The school is diagonally opposite the restaurant … You might not understand the situation of us martial arts school students. Although we usually fight fiercely in school, if someone is bullied by outsiders, we will band together to help them get back at them. "
Wang Hui pointed at Barbarian Bull, whose face was still bleeding, and said, "You can injure one of our brothers, but can you injure all of our brothers? You can beat everyone in this private room, but can you beat everyone in Glory Martial School? "
The more Wang Hui spoke, the more excited his body became, and his expression became impassioned. "This matter, we'll just leave it at that. Next time we meet, I'll treat you guys to a drink. Otherwise, the three of you can forget about leaving this restaurant today … "
"Are you done?" Fang Yan asked.
"I'm done," Wang Hui said.
"Heroes and warriors, f * ck this guy …" Fang Yan roared. Stinking hooligan, even at this time, you still dare to threaten people. I'm not someone who can't be subdued by force. The key is that you have to be strong enough.
Fang Yingying was the first to jump up. This chubby Fatso's movements were astonishingly fast, almost making it hard for the naked eye to follow.
He clenched his hands into fists and punched Barbarian Bull, who was standing closest to him and hadn't had time to escape the battlefield, in the eye socket. Barbarian Bull grunted and fell backwards.
The private room was very narrow. When Barbarian Bull fell backwards, he blocked the path of his two companions who were supporting him.
Fang Yingying fought force with force. His body bounced up like a meatball, and he used all his strength to kick Barbarian Bull's chest.
Thump …
Barbarian Bull was tall and heavy. Under his great strength, the two companions behind him fell to the ground before him. Then, Barbarian Bull's body heavily pressed down.
"Ah …"
The sound of bones breaking came from the ground.
When Fang Yingying made his move, Fang Haohan also made his move at the same time.
He saw someone wearing a knuckleduster pouncing towards him. He picked up the glass cup on the table and threw it out. The scalding hot tea splashed on the body of the knuckleduster. Then, he stuffed the glass cup in his hand into his mouth and fiercely bit it.
Kacha …
A sharp chip appeared on the glass cup.
The bit that was bitten off was chewed and swallowed into his stomach. The remaining half of the glass cup became a sharp weapon.
Fang Haohan held the sharp weapon in his hand and fiercely rushed towards the knuckleduster.
Clang!
The glass cup just happened to block the knuckleduster's attack.
Fang Haohan kicked out.
At this time, the advantage of a kick was revealed.
Before the knuckleduster could lift his leg, Fang Haohan's big foot had already stamped on his stomach.
Bang!
A muffled groan was heard. The knuckleduster's body was sent flying.
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, rampaging around. Every punch landed on flesh. Every time they made a move, there would be a mournful scream. Moreover, their movements were abnormally nimble. Those students from Glory Martial School had no way of touching their bodies.
When the two of them stopped, there was only one student from Glory Martial School left standing in the private room.
Wang Hui's eyes widened as he looked at the hero. His right hand that was holding the knuckleduster trembled slightly.
"Call me brother." Wang Hui shouted at his companion who was standing stupidly at the door. That brother was dumbstruck and lost his normal human reaction.
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