I killed the film and television world

Chapter 50 Wang Kun
Song Ren was a little confused by her smile.

He looked away and at the same time gave her a two-word evaluation in his heart.

Crazy line.

Cai Shuangyu also noticed her best friend's little action. She turned her head to look at Song Ren, then looked away.

Just ordinary.

She and her best friend leaned against each other and whispered something.

Song Ren had no intention of striking up a conversation. He just sat in his seat and slowly finished his glass of wine in silence.

Then, when I stood up and was about to go back, I suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the direction of the dance floor.

Then the scene became a little noisy.

In a corner of the dance floor, Ahua squatted on the ground in pain, covering his bleeding forehead.

There were broken wine bottle fragments all over the ground under his feet.

Qiu Gangao and several others rushed over immediately, and two of them helped check Ahua's wound.

Qiu Gangao suddenly turned his head and looked towards a booth in the northwest corner with a gloomy look.

That's where the bottle came from.

And in the booth over there, there were a dozen or so scoundrelly men sitting.

The man sitting in the center was wearing a black shirt with his chest half-unbuttoned. There was a faint wolf head tattooed on it, which looked extremely ferocious through the collar of his shirt.

When Qiu Gangao noticed the other person's face, his pupils immediately contracted violently.

Wang Kun!

It’s Wang Kun!!!
He was one of the main culprits that led to their entire team being imprisoned a few years ago. Everything started with him.

I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few years, this bastard is still living so well!

Thinking of the tragic experiences of his brothers in prison, Qiu Gangao suddenly became unable to hold back his anger.

Wang Kun stood up from the booth, with a mad smile on his face: "Sorry, sorry, sir, my hand slipped."

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly reacted, laughing strangely and saying:

"Oh, no, I almost forgot, it's the ex~ Sir."

The strange tone of voice made the surrounding group of men and women burst into laughter.

Gongzi, Mo Yiquan and Baozhu became angry immediately.

"What did you say!"

"You son of a bitch, are you looking for death?"

"Fuck you!"

Shezaiming also recognized the other party and immediately started to curse: "Wang Kun, you fucking scumbag!"

Several people shared the same hatred and had ferocious looks on their faces, but when they were about to take action, they were stopped by Qiu Gangao.

But the atmosphere on the scene has become increasingly tense.

The dozen or so people sitting in the same booth as Wang Kun and the seats next to him all stood up with a swish, each of them having a ferocious look on their face.

Wang Kun walked out with a glass of beer in his hand.

Walking up to Qiu Gangao, he smiled strangely: "Former sirs, what you just said was so scary."

Wang Kun's eyes swept over the members of Qiu Gangao's team, and then his tone became arrogant: "My hand slipped and the bottle hit you accidentally. I'm so sorry."

At this point, he seemed to be puzzled and came closer: "By the way, former sir, as a former elite police officer, let me ask--"

"Slipping your hand shouldn't be considered a crime, right?"

Gongzi, Baozhu and others were so angry that their faces turned red and they wished they could tear this bastard to pieces on the spot.

But Qiu Gangao still raised his hand to stop them.

If we fight here, it’s hard to tell whether we’ll suffer a loss or gain an advantage.

The variables that will arise later alone will be very troublesome.

They had just been released from prison and didn't want to be caught again.

However, Wang Kun's words undoubtedly increased Qiu Gangao's murderous intent.

Wang Kun didn't seem to notice, and his attitude was still arrogant. Seeing Qiu Gangao being so restrained, he immediately shouted:
"Hey! Are you mute? Speak!"

"Fuck, I'm asking you if it's illegal to slip your hands!" Wang Kun rubbed his head hard and cursed, "Fuck! You all call yourselves elites in the police force, but you don't even know this. I'm really ashamed for you."

in front of the bar

Li Yuyao held the fruit wine and approached Cai Shuangyu curiously:
"That person is from your Heji, right?"

"He's so arrogant."

Cai Shuangyu nodded and didn't say much, just watched coldly from the side.

Until a figure suddenly stood up not far away.

Cai Shuangyu was stunned for a moment.

Li Yuyao also let out a light exclamation.

Then, Song Ren started walking faster and faster, and finally turned from walking to running.

He suddenly jumped up, leaped over a long table, and kicked Wang Kun hard on the neck with an upside-down kick.

Wang Kun lost his balance instantly, and his head smashed with a bang, directly shattering the glass of the stage in front of him.

Blood was already flowing from his forehead.

He covered his head in pain and howled loudly.

Song Ren had already stood still, and said mockingly: "It's not against the law to slip your hand, but it makes me want to break the law with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people from the nearby booths gathered around, each holding a bottle of wine in their hands, or sitting on the folding stools next to the table.

They surrounded them in a crowd, full of momentum and cursing continuously.

"Fuck you, who are you?"

"Are you looking for death?"

"You dead bastard, you dare to hit Brother Kun? I'll kill you tonight!"

"The shovel of the house! Kill him!"

Wang Kun got up from the ground, covering his bleeding forehead with one hand and his painful and numb neck with the other.

His eyes swept over Song Ren, and immediately filled with viciousness:
"Damn it, do you know whose territory this is?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"If you dare to touch me, even the Queen Mother can't save you tonight!"

"I, Wang Kun, said so!"

Song Ren was too lazy to waste time talking to these people. If it wasn't in a public place, the attack just now wouldn't have been as simple as a kick.

Since he had kept Qiu Gangao and his gang, he had no intention of letting Wang Kun and his gang go.

He doesn't have the slightest sympathy for scum like Wang Kun who sells goods everywhere.

They are obviously experienced in fighting scenes in nightclubs.

The crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed, leaving a large area of ​​the venue empty.

in front of the bar

Cai Shuangyu and Li Yuyao were still sitting together.

Li Yuyao's eyes lit up: "Wow, that kick just now, Pisces, did you see it? It was so cool!"

Cai Shuangyu said calmly: "It's okay. Looking at the steps he took after he started moving, he looks like a martial artist."

Li Yuyao was quite curious and couldn't help asking:

"Do you want to intervene?"

"Isn't that Wang Kun from your company?"

Cai Shuangyu: "Let's wait and see. I'm not that familiar with him. He was chosen by Chung-bok to be the boss of Mong Kok. The businesses he handles are mainly some fan stalls."

"But you know, I never touch this kind of business."

Li Yuyao immediately said: "When I say intervene, I mean do you want to help that handsome guy?"

"After all, there are only a few of them."

"..."Cai Shuangyu:

"Are you crazy? My not intervening is the biggest help to him, and you still want me to help him?"

(End of this chapter)