Five minutes later.

The manager walked quickly to the second floor, and then arrived at Du Ziteng's table.

"Hehe, where are they here?" the manager sat down familiarly, and asked Li Yingji, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, you say hello, I'll write two words on the public screen!" Li Yingji said with a strange smile.

"You're sick, what are you doing with this egg? Rich people burn it?" The manager said with a smile: "I'll give you one after three fights in a while." ”

"It's okay, drink too much, and if you want to hit you, you'll fight. Li Yingji knew that the manager was thinking for herself, so she said politely: "You let the waiter shout the price, and I will settle the bill later." ”

"Neuropathy. The manager rolled his eyes, and then said helplessly: "No need to shout, I'll say hello to the DJ later, and you can throw some money when you're done." ”

"That's it. Li Yingji nodded.

"Weiwei, help you Brother Li write it down, and then go to the wine cabinet and send the two bottles of wine I stored. The manager shouted at the waiter, and then said to Du Ziteng and the others: "There is still a table, I have to go over and have a look, and I will come over to gather Ang later!"

"Thank you!" Qingjie shouted.

"You're welcome. The manager patted Qingjie on the shoulder and turned around and left.

After the manager left, Li Yingji threw 8,000 yuan at the waiter when he didn't want him to live or die, and then the waiter went downstairs to put the money into the account, and then found the DJ.

Fifteen minutes later, the public screen flashed again, which read:

"I would like to pay tribute to my dead eldest nephew, Mr. Liu, with good wine, and may there be no car accidents and no hardships in heaven. ”

"Haha!"

Most of the guests downstairs noticed the public screen, and they looked at the words on it, and were silent for a few seconds, and then broke out into a neat laugh. Because everyone knows that Mr. Liu at table 008 has just finished playing the banner, and this side followed with a banner, the meaning is too obvious.

"Ahem...... cough!" The DJ was also quite confused, but the guests spent money, and he couldn't care what he typed, so he could only pick up the wine glass and shout to the second floor: "Brother Li, I salute you with a glass!"

"Huh!"

Li Yingji stood up, poked her elbows at the guardrail on the second floor, raised her wine glass and shouted, "Respect me for being a JB Mao, respect for my nephew!"

"Haha!"

Laughter erupted again downstairs.

"Fuck your mother!" The young man who spent money to put up a banner for Mr. Liu jumped up directly, carrying the wine bottle on the table, and ran directly to the second floor.

"Xiao Meng!" Mr. Liu stood up and shouted, but he didn't stop at all.

"Hulala!"

Xiao Meng led a dozen companions and went directly to the second floor.

"Holy shit, I'm sure I'm done!"

"Look, it's not just Yingji on the second floor! Du Ziteng, Qingjie, Xiaoyan, aren't they all there!"

"This show is so much better than fucking watching the lead dance!"

"Brother Ji, scare him for a B, let him come to us here!"

The people downstairs all noticed the movement on the second floor, and then burst into a burst of commotion.

Xiao Meng carried the wine bottle to the second floor, and then pointed at Li Yingji and scolded: "Fuck your mother, what do you mean?

"Bang!"

Du Ziteng, who had been holding his breath, reached out to pick up the steel bucket containing the ice cubes, sat on the sofa, and smashed it directly on Xiao Meng.

"Smack!"

Li Yingji was obviously trying to find fault, stepped up, shook her hand and slapped her mouth on Xiao Meng's face and scolded: "Fuck your mother, what do you mean? That's what you mean!"

"Fuck you!" Xiao Meng is the one who was transferred from Chang C, so he didn't know Lee Young-hee and the others, he just thought that the other party was a customer who drank too much!

In the Northeast, if one side scolds your mother, and the other party also replies with a sentence to fuck you, then the battle will basically not be slowed down. While talking, the two groups of people directly worked together.

Du Ziteng, Li Yingji, Xiaoyan, Qingjie, it is clear that it is not a day or two of depression. Mr. Wu of Long C stabbed behind his back one after another, Rongfu is currently one step at a time, and all the people below can't spread fire, so this brawl seems to be accidental, but in fact, it has been brewing between the two parties for a long time!

There are about a dozen people brought by Xiao Meng, and the four of Du Ziteng have obviously not drunk a meal, so their combat effectiveness is slightly weak compared to the other party. After doing it for two minutes, Du Ziteng's coat was torn open and almost torn, and Li Yingji, who has always known herself as Zhi Duoxing, was torn by two or three people from the other party and lying on the sofa, which was also at a disadvantage.

"Hulala!"

The manager, who had a good relationship with Du Ziteng and others, rushed up with more than 20 internal security guards.

"Damn, B, don't fight!" After the manager came up, he pinched the walkie-talkie in his hand and stopped Xiao Meng and the others aside, but the internal security guard saw that it was Du Ziteng and the others, so he didn't make a move.

The two groups were blocked by the internal security guards and stood on both sides.

“…… What's going on, Ziteng!" the manager asked Du Ziteng.

"Don't you see it? He's going to fix me!" Du Ziteng touched the back of his head that was scraped out, opened his mouth and shouted directly: "Xiaoyan, you go out first!"

"Huh!"

Xiao Yan, whose clothes were torn off and deformed, turned around and left.

"Ziteng!" the manager pulled Du Ziteng and turned around to say a few words to the side.

“…… Fuck you, shake people, huh?!come, I'll accompany you!" Xiao Meng gasped, threw away half of the wine bottle in his hand, and then took out his mobile phone and called.

"What's going on, squint you!" the manager scolded irritably.

“…… It has nothing to do with you!" Xiao Meng had the upper hand just now, and he was in high spirits at the moment, so he simply and rudely said to the manager.

"You're stupid B!" The internal security manager next to him was silent, and at this moment he heard Xiao Meng's words and scolded: "Big brother, this is not a long C! Wulong may not be easy to use here, if you have a chance to go, you can hurry up!"

"What the do you mean?" Xiao Meng heard this, and was about to run to the internal guard.

“…… It's not interesting, what are you willing to do JB, what are you going to do!" The internal security manager threw down a sentence and turned to leave, but the internal security behind him remained in place.

"Ziteng, don't let me lose my job!" the manager pulled Du Ziteng and said.

“…… Is that okay!? Du Ziteng took two tissues and covered the back of his head and shouted at Mr. Liu: "Your mother has a B, you don't have to stretch your neck downstairs to listen to the letter! I'll just sit here, see if you can get out of the Tang Dynasty today!"

Mr. Liu stood downstairs with his hands behind his back, then frowned and took out the phone from his trouser pocket.

"Fuck your mother!!Who are you?" Xiao Meng heard Du Ziteng's words, and was about to step forward.

"Smack!"

Du Ziteng sat on the sofa and dialed Lin Jun's phone, and then said straight to the point: "Brother, I am in the Tang Dynasty, and I have made up with the people of Yalong!"

In the hospital, Lin Jun was shoveling his hair and stitching his head, and after being silent for a few seconds after hearing Du Ziteng's words, he said directly: "You picked something, you understand it for me!