Xiaoshou, be good, open the door

Following Chang Fei to the bar, the little scarecrow was not in a hurry to strike up a conversation. He observed Chang Fei from a distance, and found that his gaze was only on the man. The little scarecrow praised his precise vision in his heart, and waited for Chang Fei to drink It was almost time for him to walk over. A gay who is in a bad mood and half drunk will not refuse him.

Sure enough, Chang Fei not only did not refuse him but also invited him to drink. Just when his plan was one step away from success, the evil star in black slim short coat picked him up and threw him to the side, and a group of mud horses roared in his heart. However, he must let them know that "I am not easy to mess with."

He is a frequent visitor to this bar, and soon brother, brother called a few gangsters, these boys saw that the other party was drinking thousands of foreign wines, their eyes were red, and immediately Ma Biao rolled up his sleeves. Zhao Wei and the others are beside them.

A big buck-toothed man, wearing a tight black vest. I don't know if it's to show off his bulging tendons or his messy tattoos in the cold weather. He held down the wine bottle that Zhao Wei was about to pick up: "Dude, the scum is left behind, (crazy) Biao Tidong, (Biao is broken) let the pot (brother) take care of you."

Zhao Wei was already half-drunk, but the anger in his stomach was not suppressed at all, but it was even more vigorously burned by the wine.He was suffering from having no place to vent, but he didn't want to have a sandbag of human flesh delivered to his door. He lifted his thin eyelids and said a word contemptuously: "Get out."

It's all silver that has been drunk, it's all a young man full of vigor and blood, Baoya yelled at him for a moment, and the crew-cut guy next to him became very annoyed: "Ang, I'm fucking young girl, where can I come from? If you don't accept it, I think you are the old lady who hanged herself—I'm tired of living."

As soon as the kid finished speaking, Chang Fei picked up the ice bucket that held the wine and put it on this buddy's head, not to mention, this buddy's head is small and pointed, and the ice bucket fits perfectly, just Like tailor-made.The ice cubes burrowed into this buddy's neck, his face turned blue from the ice, he jumped and shook the ice cubes on his body, and he didn't know what to say, Zhao Wei and Chang Fei were overjoyed.

The remaining three people looked at it, gave a wink, and gathered around. Before Zhao Wei could make a move, Chang Fei jumped up from the stool and kicked it. Dazed but didn't get up, Chang Fei stepped on the man's chest, flung his little hair back, and made a cool pose: "I heard that Brother Qingdao is not good (provoking), so let him go." Just lick your eyes, lick your eyes, you don't (yet) dare to cover them, if you cover your fork bones, you don't dare to hum, where did the tender ribs come from, this one, or this one?"

Chang Fei was learning the Qingdao dialect, rolling his booted feet over his buck-toothed chest, stepping on the guy's lifeline a few times threateningly.

Baoya was sweating profusely, and he yelled at the few people who were stupid on the side: "You're all dead, idiots are waiting for nest swallows, blind your eyes, it's rare!"

Zhao Weixin said: "Grandson, you are in serious trouble. Although Feier looks like a girl, he has won a lot of medals in taekwondo and karate since he was a child. Today, little Cheche provoked him, and he just got angry on you."

The other three people woke up like a dream, the one who fucked the stool, and the one who carried the wine bottle, swarmed up, Zhao Wei also copied a stool and a few people scuffled, the drinking, the dancing, the watching the show all stopped and looked at them, There were even more people gathered around, shouting and cheering for fear that the world would not be chaotic. The DJ in the bar stopped all the music and replaced it with a newly popular Jiangnan styie. Roaring: "Ooooh, Ouba, come on! Oppa, come on! Ooooh, Ouba kicked him!" The young people and the old man who cheered and cheered all unified their slogans, twisted their waists, danced and danced, and shouted: "Ouba! Come on! "The scene was so hot that it was difficult to control.

Seeing the vicious beating, the staff in the bar hurriedly called 110 to call the police.

The author has something to say: You may not be able to understand Qingdao dialect, so I will share with you a passage (a Buga is flying in the sky, flying around and spreading it everywhere, Xinsi Xinsimu is interesting, I picked up a Gala at the beach, and put my mouth away Come to Mulamula, bah, 彁xian!) Come, translate for the translator.