we are bad boys

After Wang Yiheng heard the price, he was stunned for half a minute. The waiter looked at him with a smile, and said again: "Sir, you spent a total of [-]! By card, or in cash?"

"How much?" Wang Yiheng asked uncertainly, his voice raised several times.

"Thirteen thousand and eight!!" The waiter said again impatiently.

"Slaughter??" Wang Yiheng jabbed again, and now he understood what was going on. Pianpianwu must be jabbing Tuoer.

"Don't make it so fucking ugly. I've shown you the menu. A bottle of black square is [-], a bottle of soft drink is [-], squid shreds and other snacks are [-] per plate, fruit plate is [-], and a card table is [-]." Eight, is there a question?" The waiter opened the menu in his hand and pointed to the price on it.

"Dude, I'm jb playing outside, tell your elder brother to come down, maybe I still know each other, let's not be useless, how much should I pay, I'll give you more money, don't make trouble, okay?!" Wang Yi He patted his waist horizontally, and said quite stiffly.

"Oh, listening to my buddies chatting, it seems that the game is not bad, let's go, go to the back room and say, my elder brother is inside, take a look, do you know him!!!" The waiter was stunned after listening, and then said very politely One sentence.

Wang Yiheng thought about it for a while, and felt that the opportunity had come. After a while, he said a few decent words, maybe he could make a living here, so he didn't refuse, and followed the young man directly, and went to the private room on the second floor. area to go.

Just when the two were talking and laughing, and walking upstairs, the bamboo stick was carrying a fucking plate, holding the menu, and came out of the warehouse for cutting the fruit plate, but due to the small lights of **, it was relatively dark, and Wang Yiheng didn't see him, and he didn't see Wang Yiheng either.

The two walked up the stairs to the second floor, and came to the door of a private room. The young man pushed the door open. Wang Yiheng looked inside, and saw seven men in the room, four were playing mahjong, and three were playing mahjong. I was skating and playing poker with more than a dozen girls.

"Go in!!" The young man pushed Wang Yiheng.

Wang Yiheng made some preparations, entered the room with a smile and said, "Big brothers, little brothers...!"

"Pretend your mother is a social person!!!" The young man picked up the wine bottles neatly arranged at the door, roared, and smashed his head! !

"Pong!!!"

Before Wang Yiheng could finish speaking, the beer bottle exploded on Wang Yiheng's head, causing countless glass shards to explode, and the beer foam flowed down the explosive head shape to his neck.

Wang Yiheng felt dizzy for a while, and bright red liquid was dripping in front of his eyes, but before he could understand what was going on, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist again, and with a plop, a dog ate shit and lay on the ground.

"Hula!!"

Three or four young men, shirtless, picked up the rubber sticks under the table and stood up straight away, while the young man at the door, holding a half wine bottle, closed the door with a bang.

"**Your mother!! Are you playing Mai Tai??" Wang Yiheng lay on the ground, shook his head, and pulled out the military thorns at his waist with a swish.

"Oh!!**, take out the knife??" A young man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, walked two steps to under the sofa, lay down on the ground, pulled it inside, and a two-meter-long folding large He closed the knife and held it in his hand.

"Brother?!! Shall we do it??" The young man held Guan Dao and bared his teeth.

Wang Wenbo's eyes were red, he held the military thorn tightly, took a step forward, and stopped again. . . . . .

If it was Leilei, even if he was holding an intercontinental cruise missile on the opposite side, he would smile and curse: "I hate your mother!" Then he stabbed without hesitation! ! !

So he is Lord Lei! !So he can be twenty years old, alone! !Mix tens of millions of property in Guangzhou! !

But Wang Yiheng obviously doesn't have the courage of Leilei! !He doesn't even have the courage of an ordinary bastard! !He is a little scared! !

"Brother, it's because I don't know the rules, let me go, and I will send you 3000 yuan, which is exactly the same!!" Wang Yiheng said through gritted teeth while holding the military thorn.

After he finished speaking, a 27-year-old young man wearing a gold chain who was playing mahjong held a straw in his mouth and slapped his fingers. The girl who served the bureau immediately picked up the lighter professionally and began to light the tin foil. The young man was comfortable After taking a full mouthful, he issued a ticket of [-] yuan, without raising his head, he said: "Brother, you went to the wrong place, and Ma Liu paid the money, I will not make it difficult for you!"

"I don't have that much money in my pocket!!" If Wang Yiheng had money, he would definitely give it to him.

"You were playing outside too. I'll give you a discount and let me let you go!" the young man frowned and said again.

"Ten thousand... not at all!!"

"It's a bit embarrassing for you to say that!!" The young man raised his head and said with a frown.

"No!!"

"[-], it's messed up!!" The young man pushed the card, waved his hand, and said impatiently, "Get out of here quickly, look at him upset!!"

"Pfft!!" Before Wang Yiheng could react, the young man holding half of the wine bottle behind him stabbed him on the thigh. Wang Yiheng turned his head, and with a bang, another young man hit him with a rubber stick. the wound on his head.

"I'm fucking fighting with you!!!" Wang Yiheng closed his eyes and stabbed the young man with the wine bottle, but before the knife was halfway through, there was a loud crash, and a shotgun was directly pointed at his head superior.

"Come on, stab me again!!" A young man with a pimple on his face stabbed the gun in Wang Yiheng's mouth and bared his teeth.

"Crack!!" Wang Yiheng's knife fell to the ground.

. . . . .

Five minutes later, screams came from the toilet.

"Brother, stop calling...I'll make a call!! I'll make a call!!" Wang Yiheng squatted next to the toilet with his face covered in blood.

"Hurry up!!" The pimple-faced young man stepped on Wang Yiheng's shoulder, panting heavily, and urged.

Wang Yiheng took out his phone and tremblingly dialed Wang Mumu's number, but no one answered for a long time, and then called Dakang's number, but still no one answered, how did he know that Wang Mumu was upset and drank with Dakang for a long time Hangover, at this time, was lying in a certain private room of Caesar, soundly asleep.

"Peng!!"

A young man put his foot on Wang Yiheng's face and cursed: "Fuck! Hurry up!!"

Wang Yiheng thought for a long time, and finally remembered that Tianyang's number was stored in his phone book, so he quickly dialed it.

On the other end, Tianyang, who was having a barbecue with Zhang Xi, frowned and glanced at the flashing phone number, and directly pressed the reject button.

"Who is it?" Zhang Xi asked while eating mutton skewers.

"Stupid Wang Yiheng!" Tianyang said irritably.

"Then why don't you answer?" Zhang Xi asked.

"What's the matter with him? He's definitely not going to survive. I need to borrow money. I'm bothering him!" Tianyang drank his beer, frowned and cursed, Zhang Xi blinked his eyes, bumped his glass with Tianyang, No more talking.

. . . . . .

Wang Yiheng made a round of phone calls, but he was so unpopular that no one wanted to talk to him, so a rain of fists and kicks hit him again.