Lustful Auntie

"Don't come here..." the fat man picked up the chair again, and his body stepped back two steps, shouting in horror. At this time, the onlookers all watched the strange scene. As onlookers, they looked clearly, one by one with strange faces, and several even stared at the fat man like a ghost

Is this fat man pretending to be afraid, or is he really afraid? Why can he kick a security guard over with every kick? Look at the innocent bad smile at the corner of his mouth. It seems that he is teasing these security guards to play? Is there such a funny fat man? Even if you hit someone, why do you pretend to be afraid

"Click..."

A sound of chair fragmentation came, and the fat man waved the chair and hit one of them on the head. The man's body shook violently, and then a stream of blood came out of his head. His body collapsed to the ground, and there was no sound.

With half of the chair legs in his hand, the fat man swept and hit another man's waist

"Ah..." the man howled miserably, but saw the fat man kick on his stomach. All he could feel was that his intestines seemed to be broken. The body can no longer support, holding the stomach rolling on the ground.

The last person left

The last security guard looked at the fat man strangely. At this time, he finally reacted. Just now several people were knocked down, it was not the fat man's unconscious action at all, but he was really able to fight, but his simple and honest expression concealed all this.

His expression deceived everyone and made everyone think he was an honest man who was scared silly. Tablet e-books, however, are too late. The fat man has put five people to the ground in less than a minute. Looking at their tragedy at this time, I'm afraid they are almost half dead.

The security guard opened his mouth and looked at the fat man strangely, but his body finally couldn't help shaking, and his face was also iron blue. The electric baton in his hand also fell to the ground with a slap.

"You... You... You..." the last security guard pointed at the fat man and couldn't say a word. There was deep fear in his eyes. Recalling the action of the fat man just now, he was afraid for a while, and the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.

"You... You... You..." the fat man also pointed to the security guard whose pants seemed to be wet with a frightened face, and said with a slight trembling of his mouth: "I told you not to come here, but you didn't listen. I would be angry if I said..."

With that, he seemed to see something. His fat body rushed up, threw the last security guard to the ground, waved his big fist, punched and hit the man in the face, and shouted in horror: "don't force me, don't force me..."

At this time, Ju Mingchang's body trembled slightly, and he had finished on the waitress. Then he slapped the waitress Bai Huahua with an angry slap and scolded, "I thought it was a place."

The waitress said nothing, her eyes filled with tears and sat up silently.

This is, jumingchang seems to hear a strange noise downstairs. He frowned and said coldly, "these bastards can't even make a fat man for a long time?" then he put on his pants, opened the door and went out.

The next moment, Ju Mingchang was stunned and his face turned blue. He watched the fat man riding on a security guard, waved his fist and shouted loudly. You forced me, and then hit the security guard with a fist. On the ground, there were five other security guards lying in disorder, and some were still screaming. And jumingchang, just thought this scream was made by a fat man

"What's the matter?" jumingchang frowned tightly, and his face was uncertain. He wanted to rush down, but he seemed to think of something. His legs didn't move. He just stared at the security guard who was beaten by the fat man.

There are only six security guards in the bar, and they are also members of the Wolf Gang. Because few people dare to make trouble on the territory of the Wolf Gang, there are not many thugs stationed. Although Ju Mingchang knows he can play, he is definitely not the opponent of the six security guards. But the six security guards were beaten by the fat man. How dare he go down there?

Biting his teeth, he returned to the room. In the room, the waitress just put on her clothes and was ready to go out. When she saw Ju Mingchang retreating back, she also stood down. But when she saw the scene downstairs, her face turned white.

"Shit, I don't want your life today. You don't know how the Wolf Gang wrote it." Ju Mingchang scolded coldly, then took his mobile phone out of his pocket and dialed a phone.

After the phone was connected, Ju Mingchang reported the situation of the cafe to his boss, then hung up the phone and sat in the box smoking, but his face became more and more gloomy.

"What are you looking at? Hurry down to work." seeing the waitress standing trembling in the box, Ju Mingchang yelled impatiently.

The waitress was stunned, but she walked out of the room obediently. In the hall on the first floor, the fat man had stopped his action and said a little foolishly, "Hey, what's the matter with them? Why are they all lying on the ground?"

Glancing at himself, the bloody security guard jumped up, pointed to the security guard and shouted, "why do you keep so much blood?"

At this time, including the bar, the people in the hall were stunned or frightened at the scene. The simple and honest fat man just now was like a powerful terrorist in their eyes. It's just that this guy beat people like this and made them like this.

This fat man, he's acting very well, isn't he? If you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would believe that this fat man injured and maimed six security guards, one of whom had more air intake and less air outlet, and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"You all testify to me. I didn't beat them. They forced me..." the fat man pulled the tablecloth, wiped the blood off his hands, and then pointed to the onlookers sitting aside with a little white face.

Those people turned their heads one by one and didn't dare to look at the fat man at all.

At this time, the fat man breathed a long breath and jumped out of several people's bodies. He went straight to the bar, pointed to a supervisor who was shaking with fear and said, "Hey, get me a bottle of little Raffi."

The supervisor was so frightened that his body was shaking and his face turned white that he didn't move at all. The next addict was a little more clever, or more tolerant. For fear that his slow action would make the evil spirit angry, he quickly turned and took a bottle of Lafite wine from the back wine cabinet.