Golden Fishery

All of a sudden, the stools and chairs in the small bar flew together to share the table with beer. Geng Junjie led the four brothers to launch a long-range attack, and instantly turned into a grenadier, smashing a group of fishermen to the ground.

Fishermen are rough guys, they call themselves tough guys, and fights are always hard, how can there be such a thing as a long-range soldier before the fight?

They were at a disadvantage for a while, holding their heads and retreating, cursing:

"The yellow-skinned monkeys raised by Cousin Falk are a bunch of cowards"

"Folks follow me, kill these canadians and make them cry out of the snow and fire"

"Oh Shet, my head is broken God, my head is broken"

A circle of chairs and stools were thrown out, Qin Shiou grabbed the wine bottle and went up to kill him, shouting: "Follow me, fuck them"

He was worried about accidents during this trip, and he and his party were carrying black knives. They had been working in the fishing ground for more than a year, and they could usually be used as fishermen. Fighting is naturally a standard thug.

Just now when Geng Junjie and others threw stools and chairs, Heidao and others laughed and sat still, looking at their opponents as if they were watching children, obviously they didn't take them seriously.

Now that Qin Shiou took the lead in the charge, they stood up abruptly, like a group of tigers rushing into a flock of sheep.

Qin Shiou practiced boxing every day, and his physical fitness was extremely good. Even Heidao and others couldn't beat him with bare hands, let alone these fishermen.

After rushing into the crowd, he protected his head with his left arm, and struck fiercely from the bottom to the side with his right fist, hitting the fisherman in front of him under the ribs. With one punch, the leading fisherman who was the most fierce just screamed and fell to his knees.

Protecting his vitals, Qin Shiou gritted his teeth and punched out two fishermen in a row, then grabbed the collar of the fisherman in front with both hands, grabbed him like a shield, and threw him out with a roar, knocking down several people around him on the ground.

Not to be outdone, Geng Junjie and others immediately found their opponents. They were good at cooperating, and they fought against each other in pairs. A frontal attack attracted a side attack, and the autumn wind swept away five or six opponents like fallen leaves.

When Hei Dao and others joined in, the doomsday for these fishermen had arrived, and the people behind hadn't reacted yet. The friends in front had already fallen down like cutting wheat, and when they reacted, there were six or seven people left who could still stand, and Shaq and others surrounded him aggressively.

Qin Shiou ignored the remaining fishermen. He squeezed the lead fisherman Peterson's chin and pulled him up, shouting: "Keep scolding, monkey, come on, I'm a monkey, Falk squid, stand up, bastard..."

"Coax" Suddenly a gunshot sounded,

The bar owner looked at the group of people with a bad expression on his face at the counter, holding an old-fashioned Remington double-barreled shotgun in his hand. He just shot a shot at the table beside him, and the table was torn apart.

Those dancers were still lying on the counter and looking at everyone with a smile, as if they had experienced such scenes many times.

Staring at Qin Shiou and his party, the bar owner said coldly, "Outsiders, leave five thousand dollars and get out."

Qin Shiou also stared. Throwing away the leading fisherman in his hand, he shouted, "I bought a watch last year, Fake squid, do you still want money?"

Seeing the boss rushing forward, Shaq and his entourage panicked and quickly grabbed him. Geng Junjie shouted: "Look at me, look at me. It's okay, don't go up."

Qin Shiou roared: "I'm going to cut him off. Believe it or not, he will tremble when he sees Chinese people in the future?"

Geng Junjie nodded again and again: "Believe it. I really believe it. Say it while you say it. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. Damn. He has a gun. The proprietress will be widowed when he is killed."

Qin Shiou was too strong, and a group of people failed to hold him. In the end, Geng Junjie locked his shoulder joints, and the black knife held him from the front, and then pushed him back.

The boss was dumbfounded. It is estimated that the first time he saw such a tyrannical outsider, he even fired his gun, why did he charge up? This is unscientific, this is a gun in my hand

Qin Shiou was not afraid of him at all, pointed at him and shouted: "Idiot, how dare you fucking shoot me, I'm going to ask a lawyer to sue him, you ask that cousin, he knows my position in St. John's and is waiting to be sued by me."

The bar owner roared angrily: "Don't be so arrogant, Fuck, you damn bastard, you think this is St. John's? This is Greenland daring to be arrogant on our territory? Don't even think about getting out of here alive."

Qin Shiou raised his mobile phone and sneered, "Are you not only racist, but also threatening us? Ok, see you guys in court, let's see you in the damn court."

Shake pulled Qin Shiou down, and said repeatedly: "Look at me, look at me, don't worry, let me handle it, let me handle the rest and leave it to me, okay? You can retreat from the battlefield."

The sea monster also nodded and said so. A new fisherman exclaimed: "Xue Te, the fighting power of our fishing ground is so fucking awesome. I haven't done it yet. It's a pity."

"Shut up, Chalmers, shut up, okay? I said leave it to me," Shaq scolded.

Going to the counter to get a bottle of vodka, Shaq took a sip himself, walked over and sat in the group of rival fishermen who were knocked down, handed the bottle to the lead fisherman Peterson and said, "Have a sip, buddy."

"Fake Squid" Peterson directly pushed the wine bottle away, and then continued to cover his stomach with both hands. Just now, Qin Shiou's hardest punch was under his ribs, and he felt as if his ribs were broken.

Shaq said: "Man, are you following the rules of the Vikings or something? Or do we call the police? Let the police handle our conflicts? But at that time I don't know how you accounted for this matter, racism, right? You caused fight, eh?"

Petersen glanced at him sullenly, took two sips of vodka and raised his head. Someone next to him wanted to say something, but when he looked at his friends who were curled up on the ground and howling, they opened their mouths but found that they couldn't say anything.

On the opposite side, Qin Shiou was standing with a big horse and a golden knife. On the left was the Black Sword Five, on the right was the Geng Junjie Five, and behind them was a group of big-armed fishermen. There is no doubt that their fighting power can overwhelm them

Seeing Peterson drinking vodka, Shaq came back and said, "Okay, it's over," he walked to the counter and dropped two hundred Danish kroner.

The boss, who was still holding an old-fashioned shotgun in his hand, looked at him stupidly, and it took him a long time to react, and shouted, "Damn Falk, who will accompany the things you destroyed?"

Shaq pointed at Peterson and said, "Who the hell started this matter, you can go to whoever. Do you still want us to accompany you? Or should we call the police and let the police and the court solve this damn thing?"

The bar owner looked at Peterson and his group, then at Qin Shiou's group, walked over angrily and grabbed Peterson, and asked, "Tell me, buddy, what about the damaged tables and chairs in the bar?" To be continued.

...