I killed the film and television world

Chapter 73 Tyranny
A Zha, the eldest of the three brothers, is a ruthless person.

Although his skills are mediocre, he has a good brain and can beat his opponent to death when he starts fighting.

In the past, they were the brothers who were used to being arrogant, so they had never been scolded by a guy they met for the first time.

He immediately got angry: "You dead idiot, go eat shit!!!"

Ah Zha suddenly jumped up, picked up the wine bottle and was about to hit Song Ren's head hard.

But when the fight was halfway through, Qiu Gangao kicked him in the armpit with great swiftness, and knocked him over onto the coffee table.

Bang!
The wine glass shattered and the wine on the table spilled all over the floor!
At the same time, Ah Hu, who was originally preparing to continue to dissuade his elder brother, suddenly became furious:

"Fuck Ao!"

"How dare you touch my brother!"

"I'll do you!"

Watson on the side was stunned.

They were talking and laughing just now, how come they started fighting all of a sudden?

Moreover, these guys are all so vicious!

The hostesses in the box were so scared that they hid in the corner and trembled.

……

When Ah Hu pounced on Qiu Gangao, Song Ren stood up instantly and kicked him solidly in the chest.

Ah Hu was caught off guard and fell on the coffee table with a bang, just like his elder brother.

At the same time, Tony temporarily gave up thinking about his proposal.

Seeing that both of his brothers suffered losses.

His eyes immediately became fierce, and he kicked high and violently at the side of Song Ren's head.

However, he was kicked away by Qiu Gangao!
Qiu Gangao snorted coldly and ran towards Tony.

Among the three brothers in the Vietnamese gang, Tony is the only opponent that he is a little afraid of.

……

The brothers Azha and Ahu also got up.

Ah Hu roared with red eyes: "Ah Ren, I'm kind enough to host a banquet for you, and you dare to ruin my place!"

In response, Song Ren rolled over and kicked in the air without hesitation.

The heel of his foot kicked fiercely on Ah Hu's arms that were protecting his head, causing him to stagger.

Ah Zha took the opportunity to pick up the half-broken wine bottle on the ground and stabbed it into Song Ren's side.

Song Ren turned around to avoid it, grabbed A Zha's wrist with one hand, and pressed his thumb hard inward on the back of his hand.

Ah Zha felt pain on the back of his hand and immediately loosened his clenched fist.

When the half-broken wine bottle fell, Song Ren caught it with his backhand and swung it hard at A Zha's forehead.

Bang!
The wine bottle, which was already half broken, exploded again!

Only the mouth of the wine bottle was left in Song Ren's palm.

The broken glass cut A Zha's cheek.

There were tiny cuts all over his forehead and cheeks, and blood was oozing out.

On the side, Watson realized that he couldn't watch like this any longer, otherwise his identity would be exposed.

He took the initiative to rush forward, stepped over the coffee table, and jumped up and pounced over.

However, Song Ren took a step back lightly and dodged it.

Instead, Watson bumped into Ah Hu who was also rushing over, and they both fell to the ground.

Song Ren twisted his body and chopped down with a battle-axe move, landing an extremely heavy kick on the back of Watson's head.

Watson and Ah Hu fell together and immediately came into close contact face to face.

Foreheads hit foreheads, noses hit noses!

Boom!
As flesh collided, blood spurted out of their nasal cavities.

The impact on their heads was quite severe and both of them were a little dazed.

Song Ren did not stop, but stepped hard on Watson's back. After exerting force with his foot, he jumped into the air.

A violent upside-down swing in mid-air, heading straight for Tony!
At this time, Tony, who was being tightly entangled by Qiu Gangao, accidentally had his entire foot pressed hard against his collar.

The man suddenly staggered back several steps and hit his back against the wall of the box.

My neck feels numb and burning with pain.

This was a heavy blow, and Tony's face turned red from the kick.

On the other side, Ah Zha covered his bleeding forehead with one hand, and took out a large piece of glass from somewhere with the other hand. Taking advantage of the chaos, he stabbed Song Ren in the back.

Qiu Gangao noticed it, turned around and kicked Ah Zha again!
Song Ren turned around, his eyes were cold.

He walked towards Ah Zha who was standing up from the ground again, with a cold light in his eyes: "Ah Zha, you really want to stab me to death!"

Tony shouted worriedly: "Brother!!!"

He wanted to go over to provide support, but was entangled by Qiu Gangao halfway.

Qiu Gangao's skills are slightly inferior to Tony's, but it's not something that can be distinguished in a short time.

Especially when Tony got anxious, Qiu Gangao took the opportunity and kicked Tony away again.

at the same time
Ah Hu and Watson also got up.

Ah Hu was quite resilient. He stretched his neck and rushed towards Song Renmang again, showing the style of a berserker.

After getting close, he suddenly swung a punch!
Song Ren felt restless and clenched his palms.

Lower your shoulders and elbows, build a long bridge and a hard horse!
Twist your shoulders forward and backward, and use your waist and hips to exert force!
The shadow of black and gold brass knuckles appeared in the clenched fist.

The mind is in harmony!

Horseshoe!

The fierce swing punch, like a powerful bell, hit the inside of Ah Hu's fist.

The hard blunt angle of the alloy brass knuckles suddenly broke the joint that first touched the palm of the fist.

The knuckles of Ah Hu's clenched fingers suddenly caved inward, and the finger bones were severely deformed!
The bright red blood spots spread out like splashed mud!

Ah Hu's expression twisted in an instant, veins on his forehead bulged, and cold sweat broke out.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and four finger bones were broken in an instant!
And it’s crushing!

The intense pain made his eyes turn red.

Bang!
Song Ren kicked Ah Hu again without hesitation, knocking him down again.

Watson, who had just stood up, wisely lay back on the ground and pretended to be dead, but secretly opened his eyes a little and quietly observed the situation on the field.

His heart was becoming more and more horrified.

I thought the three brothers from the Vietnamese gang were fierce enough, but I met two who were even more fierce!
Watson immediately showed his undercover spirit.

If you stand up now, I lose!
Watson didn't stand up, but A Zha got up from the ground. When he raised his eyes, he saw Song Ren standing in front of him.

He was always arrogant, but when he met Song Ren's cold gaze, he suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

Damn it, I should have brought a spray gun with me when I went out!

Now he regretted very much that he did not carry a gun with him when he went out, otherwise the situation would not have become so bad.

Song Ren stood in front of him, his tone was cold:

"Brother Zha, do you really want to kill me?"

"Several times he attacked, all of them were aimed at vital parts of the body."

A Zha also looked cold and spat directly at Song Ren.

Song Ren dodged by shaking his head, and at the same time, threw a hook punch, fiercely hitting Azha's soft belly.

The hardness of the brass knuckles is enough to amplify the ferocity of this attack.

Ah Zha immediately knelt down on the ground, holding his stomach. His face turned pale and his abdominal muscles were cramped.

Song Ren held up A Zha's head with both hands, admired it for a moment, and then slammed into his arched knees.

Bang!
In just one move, blood spurted out from the nose.

But Song Ren obviously had no intention of stopping.

Change legs and kneel up, then kneel down again.

Boom!
There were bloodstains on Ah Zha's face, his nose was broken and the corners of his lips were cracked.

The third time!
Boom!
All around!
Boom!
The fifth time...

By the end, Ah Zha's body had completely gone limp, with blood spurting out of his face.

If Song Ren hadn't been holding his head with both hands, he would have fallen down long ago.

　I wanted to write more yesterday, but I was so stuck that I felt terrible.

　　I sat in front of the computer for several hours and typed more than a thousand words. Later, I deleted them all when I was not satisfied.

　　It was not until the evening that I wrote something I was satisfied with.

　　There should be more updates during the day, but they will be in the afternoon. They haven’t been written yet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)