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Chapter 3 (Dragon Phoenix Bar Battle

"Boom bang bang..."

"Ah ah ah..."

Song Xiaotian and the three of them put the pot head and the other two strong men on the ground before they understood what was going on. He never dreamed that there would be people on his own territory who would dare to be so arrogant and strike at others before he finished his sentence. up.

He has seen a lot of arrogant ones, but this time he has to admit that he has never seen such arrogant ones.But at this moment, he has no time to think too much, because Feng Er's few punches directly knocked him out.

What happened on the deck here is not noticeable, because the fast dance music has just started playing, and almost all the people who don’t like fast high have left, and the people who like fast high basically go to the dance floor to play disco, and the rest Some of the people were drunk, and there happened to be no waiter at this booth, so after the three of them were put down, no outsider saw them.

Several people helped the three strong men to sit on the sofa obediently, and with a "shua", Feng Er poured a glass of foreign wine on the face of the already fainted pot cover head.

I saw the pot head shaking his dizzy head, slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the person in front of him, he immediately shouted angrily: "Damn, how dare you stay here..."

"Papa" two crisp sounds, Feng Er slapped the pot cover head twice: "Grass mud horse, are you still pretending to be aggressive?"

Although the skin of the pot cover was rough and thick, his face swelled up quickly.

"Say... where did you Brother Long go?" Peng Gang snapped.

Feng Er's slaps slapped the pot head in front of his eyes, and he didn't dare to show off anymore. He swallowed hard: "Gulu... Brother Long, I didn't come today..."

"Pa..." Feng Er slapped him again: "Do you have to answer only if I ask a question? Where did he go?"

"do not know……"

"Pa..." Feng Er slapped him down again: "I don't know what you are saying!"

"..." Jarhead didn't dare to make another sound.

"Pa..." Feng Er slapped him again: "I told you to keep silent, so you really kept silent?"

"Zhizhi..." Ji Xiangruyi and Ye Zi couldn't stand it any longer. They couldn't help but feel their faces burning, because the pot head had turned into a pig's head.

"Brother Feng, don't your hands hurt?" Ji Xiang asked.

"It hurts a little..." Feng Er thought for a while, took off his leather shoes, gestured at the lid of the pot, raised it high, and just as his leather shoes were about to be thrown off, a voice suddenly came from behind him. There was a shot.

"Boom..."

Feng Er took a closer look, and saw a big bullet hole exposed on his raised leather shoes, and then looked behind him, darling... at some point, everyone on the dance floor was looking at him.

The dj had already turned off the music, and the bar was quiet at this time.

"Gulu..." Feng Erqian swallowed, and he found that the hundreds of people on the dance floor seemed to have some opinions on him, so they all stared at him coldly.

The one who shot was a bodyguard in a black suit who was very close to Feng Er. He was more than 1.9 meters tall. What surprised Feng Er most was that he was a black man.

And beside this black man stood a man of great temperament, he was about 35 or six years old, wearing a white casual suit with a white casual shirt inside, and a big dragon head on his chest Appearing and disappearing, a platinum necklace with the thickness of chopsticks was hanging around his neck.

The most cool thing is that he has a big cigar in his mouth, and he is smoking happily. There is a playful smile on his face, and his eyes are scanning the booth lightly. Song Xiaotian and others on the Internet.

Song Xiaotian and the others were all stunned by this sudden scene. They never expected that they would be suddenly surrounded by people. It seemed that the dancers of these people were all of them.

"Hehe... Tell me, what are you doing here?" the cigar-smoking man said slowly.

"He is Brother Long!" Peng Gang said in a low voice.

"Hmph..." Song Xiaotian snorted coldly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Brother Long: "Brother Long, right?"

"Well, I am!" Brother Long nodded triumphantly.

"I'm an idiot..." Song Xiaotian's face suddenly changed: "How did we offend you? Why the hell did you burn Uncle Peng's food stall?"

"Hmph..." Brother Long showed a bright smile: "In Manhattan, you are the first person who dares to scold me in front of me. Just because of this, I really want to know your name and what you do ?”

"If you don't want to change your name or your surname, my name is Feng Er!" Song Xiaotian said shamelessly.

"Damn it, let me take the blame..." Feng Er whispered angrily.

"Hmph..." Brother Long smiled slightly, and then saw his face change suddenly, he dropped the cigar in his hand, and suddenly yelled: "Feng Er, I'm your sister, fuck them to death..."

"Nimma, Song Xiaotian, I'm sorry for your uncle..." Feng Er roared, picked up a bottle of Hennessy that was still half full, and threw it at the crowd.

"Dong dong dong..."

The heavy metal music in the bar was playing again, and now even if you shoot a gun here, you can't hear it outside, let alone a fight.

The booth happened to be in a corner, so Song Xiaotian, Feng Er, and Peng Gang stood in front of the booth, and basically no one could rush in.

Although there were hundreds of these people, they were all small characters. In the face of Feng Er and Song Xiaotian, two masters, no one would be able to make a move and be beaten backwards.

Although Peng Gang is not as perverted as Feng Er and Song Xiaotian, but he has also obtained the true biography of Peng Tiansheng, and he is a tall and powerful man, and he has the potential to be a husband and a master.

But Jixiang Ruyi, Ye Zi, and Zhang Sheng behind them sat still, and they also knew that these three people were enough for this kind of scene.

The booth they were in was [-] to [-] centimeters higher than the dance floor in the middle, so standing in front of the booth, Feng Er and the others had a great geographical advantage, so it seemed more relaxed.

Soon, ten or twenty of Brother Long's nearly a hundred people were knocked down. Seeing that the situation was not good, Brother Long winked at the big man in black beside him. Get in the crowd.

All of this did not escape Song Xiaotian's eyes. He knew that this black man had a gun in his hand, so he was always watching him. He also saw it when Brother Long winked at him. It was obvious that the black man would squeeze into the crowd Put black guns.

"Feng Er, pay attention to that black man just now, he is going to shoot!" Song Xiaotian shouted loudly.

"Damn it, you dare to play guns with me and cover me..." Feng Er roared and stepped back, only to see him put his hands in his arms and pull out two silver-white Beretta 9/ pistols at once, "Boom "Bang" two consecutive gunshots were fired, and the black people in the crowd fell to the ground in response.

This time, everyone fell silent.

Especially the people in front of Song Xiaotian and the others, all of them looked at them with trepidation on their faces. They were all peripheral members of the Dragon and Tiger Hall. The battle of guns.

"Boom bang..."

Feng Er shot two more shots in a row, these two shots were shot next to the two djs at the dj stand, meaning to tell them to turn off the music.

The two djs were so frightened that they trembled all over, and quickly paused the music.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" Feng Er pointed his gun at Brother Long who was 30 meters away.

"You're going to die if you don't fucking pretend..." Song Xiaotian said in a low voice.

"Haha...kill me?" Brother Long seemed not afraid at all, he slowly put his right thumb and index finger into his mouth, and whistled loudly: "Shh..."

After the loud whistle, hundreds of men suddenly rushed out from the outside of the bar and the box area, all armed with weapons, such as machetes, firecrackers, pistols, and even a few dilapidated AK47s.

This time, the situation immediately turned subversively. Song Xiaotian and others, who had the upper hand, suddenly fell into a disadvantage. It was obvious that they had come back today, and it seemed that they had prepared several plans specially for them.

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