The people here were sharper and more intense, not only because of the effects of alcohol, but also because of their personalities.
He looked like a porcupine with his hair standing up. He had been showing off in front of them for a long time.
The old people in the venue also knew that with a hairstyle like his, if he openly stood in the venue and poked his head in that direction, he would definitely be attacked by a group of people. It would not be over until he was beaten into a pulp.
Therefore, he cunningly found a good spot, which was near the bar counter. There was a half-height counter for him to stand on.
Things were just as he had expected. In just two or three songs, there was friction in the innermost part of the hall. The crowd quickly parted to make way for a person who was sliding across the floor and chasing after him.
The two of them came to the side of the bar where there were fewer people to duel. They even gave up the bar counter.
The crowd quickly gathered again, as if they had ignored what was going to happen next. Even the security guards standing around looked at them indifferently and turned their heads away.
Interesting. If this was in China, someone would have come up to stop them. But here, it seemed that they believed in not meddling in other people's business.
Qin Guan was thinking about taking Cong Nianwei away from the place when he found his girlfriend sitting on a stool with her friends. All they needed was a handful of sunflower seeds.
There were always idlers everywhere. Joseph, who was in front of Qin Guan, asked for his third bottle of beer while they discussed the practical application of martial arts moves.
The people who were beaten up badly in the arena didn't feel good when they heard this. Anyone who was being beaten up and had a commentator on the side constantly calling them trash wouldn't feel good either, right?
The feeling of having the upper hand wasn't any better. Originally, he was fighting with vigor and vigor, but someone had to analyze his rhythm from the side and find a more time-saving method to replace it. At the same time, he was despised for his intelligence. It would be strange if he could be happy!
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
Ah, Goku … time to put away the clothes …
The two monsters with red noses and green eyes roared at Joseph.
Oh? What was going on? My voice isn't loud, and the music isn't soft either.
Qin Guan pulled Joseph back hurriedly, reminding him not to say anything to provoke the man.
"F * ck! F * ck this shit! "
See that? Joseph turned around and told Qin Guan, "Did you see that? In English-speaking countries, the lack of vocabulary is reflected in fighting and cursing. "
"Other than f * ck your mother and f * ck your mother, all that's left is to wipe the floor …"
Qin Guan wanted to agree with him, but he was not as relaxed as Joseph. His explanation had angered Joseph.
However, the strange thing was that none of his friends who came with him felt nervous or anxious. Instead, they looked at the situation with an expression that was ready to watch a good show.
Is this really appropriate? Even if there were conflicts, there was no need to be so cold, right?
Joseph was a little taller than the average person, but he didn't look like a good fighter.
If something were to happen later, he would go up and lend him a hand.
Dreams were plentiful, but reality was harsh. The two of them stopped rubbing their hands and pounced on Joseph. Two furry fists were aimed at Joseph's face.
"Watch out!" Qin Guan rushed forward to warn Joseph. Suddenly, the man in front of him squatted down and put his beer barrel on the counter. He didn't look like an old-fashioned commentator at all.
Unfortunately, the fists had lost their target. They didn't slow down just because there was no one in front of them. The problem was that Qin Guan was still there. He was standing right behind Joseph.
This unlucky child, one left and one right, two big fists swung over just like that.
"Ah!" Cong Nianwei couldn't help but scream. Her IQ was off the charts, and she couldn't do anything in the face of such a great disparity in strength. She could only scream.
The few people in the apartment building who saw the situation change in a very strange way were all stunned. The straw in Fat Curly Hair's mouth dropped in fright.
This beautiful Asian boy was definitely going to be disfigured by these two punches. He was running too fast just now. Everyone should have stopped him.
...
Qin Guan's brain couldn't keep up with his thoughts, but his brain could give orders and control his reflexes.
When the fists were only centimeters away from Qin Guan's eyes, he moved.
The onlookers only saw a pair of black-rimmed glasses fly into the air. The Asian boy disappeared in an instant.
No! To be precise, his feet didn't move an inch, but his body and head leaned back at the greatest angle. It was as if he was bending his waist in a modern dance. It was clean and efficient.
Qin Guan's strong waist didn't make him fall back. When the two men realized that they had hit the wrong person, they quickly withdrew their punches. Qin Guan was no longer a threat.
He straightened his back and straightened his body, which had been leaning back by 90 degrees.
Clang, clang, clang...
Qin Guan swung his arms and straightened his body. The onlookers applauded.
"Didn't I say that this kid is a dancer? With his basic skills, he will definitely have a place on Broadway!"
At this moment, Joseph, who had dodged the attack with a roll, was no longer the focus of attention. Instead, the two metallic fellows opposite him were stunned on the spot.
God said that there was light in the world, so there was light. The onlookers didn't know whether they were looking at the afterglow of the neon lights or Qin Guan himself.
The man, whose glasses had been knocked away during the fight, stood up straight and revealed his face to the crowd.
Now that there was nothing blocking his handsome face, it was so dazzling that one would think that they were witnessing the appearance of a miracle.
"Hush!"
The knowledgeable New Yorkers snapped back to reality a little faster than the people from other places. Whistles rang out one after another.
The whistles were harmless. They were just a way of expressing themselves. Unfortunately for Joseph, who had just gotten up from the ground, the whistles were the biggest provocation to him and Qin Guan.
What? Do you think I'm a coward? I'll show you what it means to be the eternal sun of Germany! The sun!
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