The bar counter of "Fengqitong" is located at the entrance of the song ordering hall, and the noise of the music and the noise of the human voice make it extremely difficult to speak.

Wang Peng stood on the edge of the bar and talked to the foreman about the number of people and the box he wanted, and the three of them stood two or three steps behind him, idly watching the song MV playing on the big screen in the hall.

"Ouch, who are the three sisters waiting for!" The loud lighter in the little bald head's hand rang out "dangdang", and a pair of thief eyes swirled around the chests of the three women.

Mo Fusang frowned, and just as he wanted to speak, Weng Lihua had already pulled her and Xie Jia behind him at the same time: "What do you want to do." She raised her eyebrows and pretended to be fierce and said to the little bald head.

"Such a beautiful sister, but with a plaster on her hands, it makes people feel distressed when they look at it!" One of the little bald hands was turning back and forth on his bare head, and he was talking about Mo Fusang in his mouth, but his eyes looked at Weng Lihua from top to bottom, and finally his eyes fell on her slender and straight jade legs, and after blowing a loud whistle, he said: "Tut-tut, such beautiful legs, it's so exciting!" Brethren, have you ever heard my brother's heart pounding right now? ”

The group of people behind the little bald head immediately burst into laughter, and finally alarmed Wang Peng, who had finished talking to the foreman, he saw this posture, and then looked at the little bald head's dress, and knew that he had met a little hooligan who would order a family today.

"Fusang, the box is set, you and Sister Weng and Xiao Xie will go in first." Wang Peng strode to Weng Lihua's side and said to Mo Fusang behind Weng Lihua.

"Yo, Fuso, what an evocative name!" The little bald head didn't take the handsome Wang Peng in his eyes at all, and while speaking, he deliberately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Weng Lihua saw Wang Peng winking at her, and immediately turned around to go to the box with Mo Fusang and Xie Jia, but before her feet were raised, a few "green fruit collars" jumped out of the oblique thorns to stop them.

Wang Peng sighed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he would have to fight here before leaving, what was it.

"Brother, you come out to play, just to have a good time, to give face, everyone to play their own games, you guys are mine today, how about it." Wang Peng looked at the little bald head and said that he still hoped in his heart that he would not fight as a last resort.

"Who's a brother with you." A thin monkey-like "Qingguo collar" beside the little bald head yelled at Wang Peng: "Don't pee and look in the mirror, you are also worthy of being our brother Li's brother."

"Brother Li, right?" Wang Peng took out a bag of Marlboro and threw it over: "Wutong is a small place, you can't see anyone when you look up, please raise your noble hand and let us go."

The little bald head looked at the Marlboro in his hand, smiled and bowed his head and said, "Okay, Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, you can get out." But then he looked up and said, "Those three girls have to stay and have fun with my brothers before they are allowed to leave."

Wang Peng's temples began to beat non-stop, and his voice became cold: "Brother Li, are you sure you want to do this?"

"You don't look at Brother Li, he'll joke with you." The thin monkey shouted there again: "Tell you, Brother Li is the son of Director Zhang Youbing of our County Finance Bureau, the God of Wealth of Wutong County knows no, it's too late for the girl to see the knot, give you a chance to make friends with Brother Li, don't you know how to lift."

When Wang Peng and the four of them heard it, this little bald head turned out to be the son of Zhang Youbing of the Finance Bureau, and the fire in his heart was so big that Xie Jia couldn't help but be the first to help: "Blind your dog eyes, don't say that Zhang Ju himself is standing here, you have to look at the face Everyone spoke politely, someone dared to take the name of Lao Tzu and come out to be scary, I really don't know how thick the sky is."

"Yo, little girl, you know my old man when you say that." Zhang Li squinted at Xie Jia, and his small eyes rolled slightly: "Don't say it, with your size, it is in line with the taste of our old man."

As soon as his voice fell, it immediately caused the little minions to laugh violently, and he continued to say to Xie Jia: "Okay, since you are the good friend of the old man of our family, my brother won't touch you, ah!" No, the old man's good looks, I have to call my mother! Hahaha......"

Xie Jia was so angry that her face turned red, her lips were about to be bitten by herself, and tears began to roll in her eyes.

Wang Peng didn't want to stay any longer, so he let the three women be molested by words, turned around and pushed them, "Let's go." ”

"Wait." The little bald head shouted from behind: "I only let you go, did you let them go?"

Wang Peng didn't look back, and continued to push Mo Fusang and the three of them out, the foreman had already noticed the tense atmosphere, and came over to play a round: "Oh, Brother Li, give a face, let them go, Wutong is a small place, don't wake up tomorrow and find that the water has washed the Dragon King Temple."

Wang Peng glanced at this foreman and felt that this person would look at it a little.

It's a pity that Zhang Liping is used to it, plus he can punch and kick, Peng Jun's gang was arrested again, he felt that Wutong now has no one on the ground who can run to the head, and the foreman's words, he is simply a gust of wind.

Seeing that Wang Peng and the others had no intention of stopping, a group of "Qingguo Ling" surrounded them all at once under Zhang Li's signal, blocking the four of them in the center.

Zhang Li walked slowly to Wang Peng's front, and finally looked up at Wang Peng a few times, finally he was still in the way of Zhang Youbing's identity as the director, and wanted to see clearly whether the person in front of him had seen it anywhere, but after a few glances, he was not impressed.

It's no wonder that Wang Peng has very high requirements for singing, and has always felt that the audio equipment of these song halls in Wutong is too poor, and he never comes to these places, so he has never met Zhang Li and these people at all, and he has seen Zhang Youbing a lot of times in the past two years in the county party committee, but he has never had any contact, let alone with his family.

Therefore, Zhang Li's glances are also in vain.

Since he felt impressed after reading it, Zhang Li didn't plan to let go of anyone who dared not to take him seriously, otherwise he would be mixed up in Wutong in the future.

At the same moment, Wang Peng saw the oblique back of the group of green fruit collars, and someone was calling him with his lips: "Wang Ermao." Because the lights were dim and the distance was not too close, the man was also wearing a "green fruit collar", Wang Peng couldn't see who it was for a while, but he knew that on such an occasion, this person greeted him in such a way, and if he started fighting, he would probably help himself.

At this moment, Zhang Li shook his head, and a group of "green fruit collars" took action.

Wang Peng saw that these people usually fight in groups, and they know how to cooperate with each other, so they were divided into four groups to deal with Wang Peng and the four of them respectively, while Zhang Li stood outside the circle, leisurely holding his arms and watching them besiege.

"Bastard." Wang Peng scolded secretly in his heart, his fists are invincible with four hands, he himself wants to beat the people who besiege him at the same time, and he has to free up his hands to save Mo Fusang and them, no matter how you look at it, the situation on the scene no longer allows him to think about it, if he wants to end this matter as quickly as possible, the only thing he can do is to "capture the king" first.

I saw that his body suddenly burst up, and his two long legs kicked back and forth, kicking the people surrounding him away, and his body followed a circling roll and fell directly to Zhang Li.

Zhang Li had originally practiced some kung fu, but he didn't expect that this scholar, who seemed to be sven, had also practiced his family, and he suddenly rushed straight to himself.

As soon as he struggled to resist Wang Peng's advance, Wang Peng suddenly turned around and rushed towards Weng Lihua on the left, as if he was going to relieve Weng Lihua, and his back immediately revealed a big flaw, Zhang Li couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Zhang Li jumped up without the slightest hesitation, and kicked his two little short legs towards Wang Peng's back at the same time.

However, Wang Peng seemed to have eyes behind him, and at the moment when Zhang Li's legs were about to land on his back, he suddenly fell to the ground, and then turned over and kicked out with both legs at the same time, and landed on Zhang Li's ass without a trace of deviation, directly kicking him out.

Wang Peng didn't pause, a carp straightened up, jumped up and fell towards the place where Zhang Li fell, and accurately sat on Zhang Li's body before he had time to get up, and at the same time stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Li's face lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Zhang Gongzi, tell your subordinates to stop." ”

Zhang Li's mouth was on the floor, and he didn't know what he was talking about, Wang Peng grabbed him by the collar, pulled him up, and stood up straight together, just wanted him to speak, but he knew that this kid was also a tough seed, and as soon as he stood upright, he hit his hands and feet backwards and put it on Wang Peng's ribs.

Wang Peng gasped, but his hand was still firmly in control of Zhang Li, and he raised his foot on the crook of Zhang Li's knee, and the guy immediately knelt on the ground with weak legs.

"Don't stop yet." Wang Peng coldly swept the "Qingguo Ling" who was fighting together: "I don't want you brother Li to waste your arms and legs, so you will stand up honestly for me."

I don't know if I was afraid of the sound of the fight, the music in the song hall never stopped, but it was louder than before, and Wang Peng's voice couldn't reach the ears of the "Qingguo Ling" who surrounded Mo Fusang and them.

Wang Peng looked at a chair beside him, flew up, and smashed the chair towards a "green fruit collar".

"TMD, who would dare to hit me with a chair." The smashed "Qingguo Ling" hugged his head and shouted loudly, and at the same time looked for the target in the direction where the chair flew from, and immediately found Zhang Li, who was kneeling on the ground, and was immediately stunned.

"Stop fighting, save Brother Li." The guy then shouted to his companions.

Wang Peng finally saw clearly at this time that there was another group of people in the hall, who were fighting with Zhang Li's men, because they were all wearing "green fruit collars", it was difficult for people to tell who was who, and he believed that the person who called him with his lips should be among them.

Both groups also found that Wang Peng restrained Zhang Li and surrounded him at the same time.

"Ermao."

The person named Wang Peng finally appeared, it turned out to be Tian Guangqiang, Wang Peng looked at his outfit, and then looked at the people under Zhang Li, he really couldn't cry or laugh, how could they all be dressed the same, like work clothes, popular This thing is sometimes terrifying, 2k reading network