Without saying a word, Joseph dashed over to the mohawk, who was still staring blankly at Qin Guan. He grabbed the back of the man's head and smashed it against his skull.
Bang! The impact was as solid as a rock, and the defenseless American young man received a head-on blow.
"Clang!" The child fell to the ground and fainted.
“OH~”
Is this the time to be amazed? Why don't you kids pay attention to everything?
"Ai, Joseph …"
Joseph's eyes were shining brightly. He wasn't affected by the outside world. In his eyes, there was only the other man who wore barbed wire like it was his clothes.
“OH！ I'm invincible on 132nd Street! I'm not going to back down! Thinking until here, the golden-haired fist once again hammered at Joseph.
He who strikes first gains the upper hand.
F * ck! Joseph, you're doing it again!
Your face almost rolled into the opponent's crotch when you blinked, leaving the empty fist for me!
This time, Qin Guan was closer to the fist. He had been picking up the glasses on the ground, but when he looked up, he saw a hammer in front of him. How could he stand it?
Qin Guan felt like he was possessed by Mou Xiaoliu. He held the incoming fist with one hand and pushed sideways. Using the recoil, he did a beautiful backflip and landed on the table behind him.
Pa. His beautiful long legs knelt on one knee and landed perfectly on the ground. William, who had been pushed back by the reactionary force, only took a step back with his fist extended.
"Ho, ho, ho..."
The Americans are really ignorant and love to exaggerate. "Oh! I love you, Qin Guan! One more time! "Baptiste shouted from the sidelines.
More and more people in the dark noticed what was happening. The dramatic development was even more exciting than the orchestra on the stage.
The violent collision, the reversal, the fairy-like Oriental man and the mysterious Chinese Kung Fu had created all the elements that Americans liked. It was a dazzling scene.
Joseph did not stop. Taking advantage of the boy's retreat, he squatted down and gave him an uppercut. It accurately landed on the other party's chin, without the slightest mistake.
He had calculated the distance the boy had to retreat and the 0.01 seconds it had taken for the punch to land.
Blood spurted out from his nostrils. Joseph subconsciously glanced at his snow-white t-shirt and jumped back without hesitation, perfectly dodging the blood spurting out from his opponent's body.
Qin Guan had stopped posing. This was not a catwalk. There was no definition of "Golden Ten Seconds".
He was already attracting enough attention, and it was all thanks to Joseph's counterattack. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to escape after being stared at like a monkey. That would have been a problem.
Qin Guan looked at his nose. Fortunately, he had moved. If he had stayed still, it would have been him instead of Joseph who would have been covered in blood.
Speaking of which, wasn't this tall Joseph a little too agile? Judging from his physique, he should be a fighter who fought head-on. Why did he look like someone who was adept at dodging?
It was not the time for Qin Guan to think about it though. Although the two boys were defeated, the onlookers did not stop watching the fight. It was simpler, more violent, and more interesting than usual.
"We can't stay here any longer, Joseph. It's getting late. Let's go back, shall we?"
The staff suggested to Joseph, who was still in the middle of the room. The boy had always been excited when he was under the influence of alcohol. He was no longer reserved like a German.
"Okay," Joseph answered without hesitation. There was no need to stay here anymore.
The bartender cleaned up their glasses and when Joseph was about to leave, the man who was knocked down stretched out his furry hand and wiped the blood from his nose on his face without hesitation. Then, his hand rubbed against Joseph's trouser leg.
Brother, are you trying to disgust him even if you can't beat him?
William, who was lying on the ground, had already discovered that Joseph was a germaphobe based on his subconscious reaction to the white clothes. This was what it meant to lose, but not lose in spirit.
"Fickdich!" Joseph immediately started trembling. "Oh, what should we do?! I'll stomp you to death! "
Before he could step on the boy's face, Qin Guan stopped him in time. "Joseph, if you step on him, your blood will spill. It won't only be on your shoes, but also on your clean trousers."
That's right! Qin Guan was right. I have to stay away from that disgusting bastard. The thought of snot and blood on my trousers made Joseph feel uncomfortable.
"Let's go!"
"That's right … Everyone, please make way …"
A group of people crowded around Joseph and fled. The surrounding crowd also cooperated and made way for them.
What's wrong with that strong man? He's just provoked me, but he still wants to kill me.
What's more, if it weren't for you commentating at the side, they wouldn't have provoked you. No matter how I look at it, it feels like you did it on purpose.
You're right. Joseph is usually very normal, but when he's drunk, he likes to stir up trouble everywhere. No wonder everyone in the apartment is used to it.
When they left the noisy underground bar, the hot-blooded young men realized that they had forgotten to stop the young man who knew kung fu and learn from him.
By the time they rushed to the door, Qin Guan and the others were already gone.
Of course, they wouldn't let the drinkers drive. Their Chinese driving licenses were valid in the US, but they would have to apply for a local driving license within half a year.
The one who didn't drink was in charge of driving. The two small cars left the parking lot with smoke coming out of their butts.
The moon in the sky didn't change at all. It was still as bright and hazy as water.
The smell of steel and concrete in the big city was the same. After a tiring day, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei took a bath and slept soundly on the soft bed.
It's so good. Suddenly appearing, suddenly blending in, suddenly seeing this different world and life, adding some different memories for us when we're old, and adding some friends from different countries for us when we're young.
New York, New York...
PS: Recommend a new book, "The Strongest System" by Xinfeng. It's a fantasy novel. It was an excellent book in the city. You're brave enough to explore a fantasy novel.
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