Qingmei is no match for the sky. Why are you crying when I leave?

"Wait a minute, it's not your turn to fight!" Zhou

Yidong stopped, twisted his neck, walked in through the opening that his brothers had let go, and took a bite at Wen Hao:

"Yes, pretend to be 13 in front of me, now kowtow to me and confess, I may be able to forgive you."

"Have you ever seen grandpa confess to his grandson?" Zhou

Yidong: "..." Immediately

, he kicked Wen Hao's chest and cursed:

"Groove!" Wen

Hao came back to his senses, his brain quickly analyzed, in such an environment, he beat thirteen people alone, I am afraid that he will not take advantage of anything, and can only fight one person closely.

At this time, there is no way back, ruthlessness is the way out.

When Zhou Yidong kicked over for the second time, Wen Hao grabbed his feet with both hands, twisted his left hard, wrapped his legs around his legs, and rolled sideways! Zhou Yidong

spun and fell to the ground, lying on the floor, and then let out a pig-killing scream.

I

saw Wen Hao control his feet with both hands, pull back hard, and click.

Zhou Yidong's pig-killing howl sounded again.

Then, the escorts in the box screamed in horror.

This is the territory where Zhou Yidong often moves, and it is covered by Brother Leopard, but I didn't expect Zhou Yidong to be beaten here.

They had no face to bully just now.

Seeing that Zhou Yidong's brothers were about to surround him again, Wen Hao let go and got up, picked up the beer bottle, snapped twice, the bottom of the bottle was broken, and the part left in his hand was like two sharp knives, stabbing one of them.

These twelve people were weak in their hearts, and their faces were sluggish.

Wen Hao in front of him did not have the slightest fear, but took the initiative to attack them.

It's something they've never seen before.

In other words, someone else would have already knelt down and begged for mercy.

The twelve panicked.

After all, they are all seventeen or eighteen students, what kind of courage can they have.

As the saying goes, the fine are afraid of stunned, the stunned are afraid of life, and the desperate are afraid of smashing the bench.

Wen Hao's desperate posture frightened the twelve people abruptly.

The bottle stabbed one of them in the thigh.

Ahhh!

Two screams.

Accompanied by the screams of the escorts.

At this time, Zhou Huajian's "Sword Like a Dream" appeared on the large screen in the box, and then the melody sounded....

"Love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry, everything goes with the wind, laughing maniacally and sighing... Who lives and dies with me..." When

he was young, he could stick a knife in both ribs for his friends, and when he saw his brother being beaten, the rest of the people were afraid, but they rushed to Wen Hao desperately.

If not, how will you see people in the future!

In an instant, the scene was chaotic, screaming, and screaming mixed in the song.

"My knife, cut through the long sky, no one understands right or wrong..."

Bang!

A beer bottle smashed into the back of Wen Hao's head, bursting instantly, and the wine slurry splashed everywhere.

Wen Hao was stunned for a moment and turned around, his eyes were scarlet, his face was hideous, and the residue of the bottle in his hand pierced the thigh of the man who hit him.

Boom! Boom!

Blood flowed out.

After

two screams, the man's eyes widened in horror and he fell to the ground.

A stream of air behind him hit, Wen Hao dodged, and a beer bottle was smashed from his ear with one hand.

He let go, the bloodstained bottle fell to the ground, he grabbed the hand that attacked him, pulled it, and slammed the man against the glass table with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Click

! Click! The

glass table shattered.

Unopened cans of beer burst and foam flew.

Shot the escort girl.

The escort girl was scared and wanted to slip away, but was drunk by Wen Hao, standing against the wall and not daring to breathe.

"Come and go in a hurry, hate can't meet, love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry, everything is with the wind..." A

stream of blood flowed from Wen Hao's forehead, he clenched his fists, turned around, and only the two people in front of him were standing.

The rest were rolling and groaning on the ground.

Seeing the killing intent in his eyes, the two trembled, their legs swinging, and they looked frightened.

They never dreamed that the thirteenth young man, who could run amok wherever he went, was almost destroyed by the regiment today.

Is this person in front of you a student?

It is not an exaggeration to say that a killer is.

Seeing that they were frightened, Wen Hao shouted:

"Ah!"

The

two knelt in front of Wen Hao, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"Grandpa spare my life, Grandpa spare my life!" "

I didn't want to call me grandpa on my knees just now, why did you call me grandpa." Wen Hao said sarcastically with disdain.

"You're grandpa, you're grandpa.

At this time, Zhou Yidong got up from the ground, stood firmly on his legs, scanned these indisputable brothers, his eyes fell on the two brothers who were kneeling and begging for mercy, and cursed:

"Don't get up!

Zhou Yidong was about to explode.

His brother, who had always obeyed him, did not listen to him today.

Instead, he looked at Wen Hao's face.

He was the lord of anger, and glared at Wen Hao viciously:

"I'll single you out!"

Listening to this, Wen Hao wanted to laugh, "Do you still have anyone?"