Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang put down the wine glass, and the other side Mengting said; "Would you like to go down and have a try? Maybe your mood will be better."

"Like them?" Song Mengting hesitated, she was no stranger to bars, and dancing could not trouble her. But the current status seems a little inappropriate.

"Of course, isn't it just to relax?"

Seeing her hesitation, Fang Yang smiled and said, "Here, no one cares about who the opposite is. There is no pressure."

Song Mengting was a little moved: "Okay, but you have to accompany me!"

"Ah? Okay..." Fang Yang couldn't refuse, so Song Mengting went to the center of the dance floor together, and danced to the rhythm of the music.

Song Mengting herself has gone through formal dance learning and can easily keep up with the rhythm. From being jerky at the beginning to being comfortable later, the ability to adapt is extremely fast.

After completely letting go, Song Mengting gradually became the focus of the dance floor, and everyone automatically made room for her. Watching her performance, the cheers and whistles around her continued.

If it were in other places, Song Mengting would have been annoying people a long time ago. But now there is Fang Yang, she doesn't think about the consequences at all. Even if there is something, someone can settle it!

At this moment, Song Mengting seemed to have forgotten all her worries, she danced her body as much as she wanted, and vented all her depression and depression.

After dancing three songs in a row, Song Mengting seemed to feel tired, and she returned to her seat amidst the cheers of the audience. Fang Yang handed her a glass of juice: "I just sweated, it would be better to drink some juice."

"Thank you, I didn't expect you to care about people." Song Mengting was also polite, taking the juice and drank it slowly, her complexion was ruddy, and she looked even more attractive.

Fang Yang poured a glass of beer by himself: "How do you feel? Is your mood better?"

Song Mengting’s eyes flashed with excitement: "It feels great. I have been to a bar before, but because of such and that kind of scruples, I have never let go of it. Thank you so much!"

"Brother, your horse is good, dance with me?"

This was an untimely voice, and a man with stubble came over. A small watch with a big gold chain, and a few younger brothers behind him, he looked like a nouveau riche.

Fang Yang said: "I think I'm afraid my friend doesn't like dancing with you."

"That's not necessarily." The nouveau riche pulled a chair over and sat down beside Song Mengting, snapped his fingers, and immediately one of his men handed over a bottle of wine:

"Miss, this is Lafite in 1982. Should we find a quiet place and enjoy it? My room is big and the bed is big!"

Song Mengting frowned slightly and moved towards Fang Yang calmly: "Sorry, I am not used to talking to strangers. The size of your room has nothing to do with me, I have a boyfriend."

After speaking, Song Mengting blinked at Fang Yang affectionately and spit out a little fragrant tongue.

Fang Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes. It turned out to be a confidant's misfortune. He directly pointed the finger at himself, and seemed to be back to the trouble again: "Okay, you have enough of it, let's go back."

The nouveau riche stretched out his hand and blocked the two of them: "Oh! You have to go! The woman my Huolong brother fancy, if she just leaves, how can she still hang around in Songjiang in the future?"

For Huolong, the speeding party built by itself has a good reputation in Songjiang. But his greatest interest is to hunt all kinds of women in bars.

Almost all the bar and disco owners in Songjiang are familiar with him and know what he does, so they all open one eye and close one eye, not wanting to cause trouble.

However, although Fire Dragon had slept with many women, there were none like Song Mengting. Generally, even with this kind of identity, even if you come to play, there are many bodyguards, and there is no chance at all.

It's hard to meet one, and Fang Yang is the only companion around him. Fire Dragon thinks it's an opportunity, and of course he won't miss it.

Song Mengting was a little helpless, and he could meet such people everywhere: "Fang Yang, you can't leave me alone."

Fang Yang sighed, "Of course I won't leave you alone and come out with the beautiful woman. It is really troublesome."

Song Mengting looked very innocent: "Blame me~"

Fire Dragon threw out a red ticket: "Boy, this money is enough for you to live in Songjiang for two days, how about it?"

"That's it?" Fang Yang snapped his fingers, and immediately a waiter came over: "Sir, what's your order?"

Fang Yang threw the red ticket over: "Can you ask for a round of the money?"

The waiter was a little embarrassed: "These... a glass of beer per person can barely make a round. Of course, many customers can't drink it."

Fang Yang turned his head and said to the fire dragon: "I heard it? Just this little money, so embarrassed to show it off?

Today I am in a good mood and don't want to be troublesome. Don't think that if you have a few red hairs on your head, you will really become a dragon! It's better to disappear in front of me as soon as possible! "

Huolong's face was gloomy, and one hand was about to put one hand on Song Mengting's waist: "Dare to play sideways in front of Huolong, really toast and not eat or drink! I am going to make a decision for today's horse!"

Fang Yang's eyes were cold, and he flew directly with a kick, just kicking in the lower abdomen of the fire dragon, and kicking him directly out of seven or eight meters, knocking down several platforms.

Don't look at Fang Yang's true energy, but what strength is his body? A casual kick is not something ordinary people can afford.

The fire dragon was still quite stiff, clutching his stomach, struggling to get up from the ground, and screamed: "Boy, do you know who I am? You dare to hit me, give me up!"

A few gangsters following the fire dragon immediately rushed over with their teeth and claws. Fang Yang didn't even look at it, kicking with his feet, like kicking sandbags, kicking all the gangsters aside.

Song Mengting didn't have a trace of fear. Instead, she bit her straw and watched with great interest. Fang Yang said helplessly: "Have you seen enough? Let's go if you have seen enough?"

Song Mengting quickly put the cup down, lowered her head and smirked: "Oh, just leave!"

"Who is making trouble here?" Before they left, they met a group of people who came across.

Fang Yang knew that this troublesome matter would not be over for a while, so he simply sat down again: "Who are you? If you want to talk about the trouble, please ask who is making the trouble first, okay?"

A big man in the lead came to the front: "Under Zhao Xinghe, I watched this place. Brother looked at Miansheng, should it be from another place, right?"

Fang Yang said in a playful tone: "Oh? Is there any regulation in your bar not to allow outsiders to come in?"

When Zhao Xinghe saw the fire dragon, he basically knew what was going on. I wanted to calm down things, but it seemed that Fang Yang didn't give him this opportunity at all!

If it is easy to say, now in the private room on the second floor, your boss can sit there! If you don't handle it well, I'm afraid your job will not be guaranteed.

Dare to hurt people casually here, and have no fear, to say that I have no ability, no background, and can play it?

Zhao Xinghe said in a deep voice, "My friend, I'm a guest from afar. As long as you apologize to the fire dragon, I'll be the master of this matter, how about it?"

Fang Yang didn't speak yet, and the fire dragon next to him stopped doing it: "Brother Zhao, this can't be done like this! With the strength of your Zhao family, would you still be afraid of him? You can give me the shot!"

Fang Yang didn't want to cause trouble, but after hearing what the fire dragon said, he turned his heart into a fight!