Guan Ting, who was in the private room, frowned when he heard the noisy outside. He raised his head to the people around him and said, "Go out and see what's going on outside?"

One of his subordinates stood up and walked out of the private room. It was not long before the man came back and said to Guan Ting: "Brother Ting, there was a fight outside. Two groups of people fought in the dance hall for some reason. "Paws" took their brothers to stop the fight, but they were also injured by the other party."

"Fuck!" Guan Ting cursed unhappily, waved to his subordinates around him and said, "You go out and drive out all the bastards who fight in the dance hall, and let them have a long memory and let them all understand what the consequences would be if they dare to make trouble in our Kyuyoung Hall."

"Yes! Brother Ting!" Everyone in the private room stood up and walked out one after another. Lu Yishan did not go out with everyone. He sat beside Guan Ting and smiled apologized: "Brother Ting, you are just a few smelly fish and rotten shrimps that don't lose your eyes. Don't let go of the fun, let's continue drinking."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the drink-givers around him, frowned and said, "You all go out, go out, and tell Sister Ying by the way, and ask a few young and beautiful girls to accompany Brother Ting!"

Several drinkers looked ugly, but they didn't dare to talk too much. They rolled their eyes and pouted their mouths and walked out of the private room. Seeing this, Lu Yishan said angrily: "What? Are you not happy to listen? You don't look in the mirror and look at yourself, each of them looks like ghosts!"

"Haha." Guan Ting laughed up from his back, patted Lu Yishan's shoulder, and said, "I said Lao Lu, your vision is so high now. None of you can admire so many girls?"

"Brother Ting, Sister Ying obviously has many young and beautiful ladies in her hands. If we come, we won't treat us. Who are she going to leave those ladies to? Isn't this giving you face to Brother Ting!"

"There is this matter, fuck you come to her later, I'll ask her!"

As the drink-going ladies left, Guan Ting and Lu Yishan were the only ones who were drinking in the huge private room.

At the same time, in the car opposite the dance hall, Qin Zhen's phone vibrated. He pressed the Bluetooth headset hanging on his ears. After listening for a while, he immediately said to Wang Qiang and the other two: "Do it! Remember, 2012!"

"I understand!" Wang Qiang was excited and shook his head at Wang Gang. Wang Tie shook his head. Then the three of them opened the car door and jumped out, striding towards the dance hall opposite.

As soon as the three of them entered the dance hall, Qin Zhen then got out of the car. After closing the car door, he patted the window. The little brother who was driving inside understood, started the car and left quickly.

Qin Zhen quickly walked into a small alley ahead. Several cars were parked on the side of the road in the alley. Qin Zhen got into one of the vans and there were several people sitting in the car, which were Xia Wenjie, Shen Chong and others.

"Brother Jie, the three brothers Wang Qiang have taken action."

"Yeah!" Xia Wenjie nodded, leaning back his body, pillowing his hands behind his head, and saying, "Everything is ready. Next, let's see if the east wind blows from Brother Wang Qiang is too strong."

Shen Chong, Qin Zhen and others met and laughed.

Let’s talk about the three Wang Qiang brothers, after entering the dance hall, they didn’t even look at the fight inside, and walked directly to the stairs and quickly went upstairs.

When they arrived at the second floor, the three of them looked around, saw the door numbers of each private room, and found the 2012 private room in order.

There was glass on the door of the private room. You could see the situation inside outside. Wang Qiang first looked at Guan Ting, who was drinking heavily. A gleam flashed in his eyes, shook his head at the two brothers, then reached out, twisted the handle of the door, and walked straight in.

Guan Ting, who was drinking, did not look up, but saw the door open. He thought his brothers were back, so he casually said, "It's done so soon!"

No one answered, he was wondering. He subconsciously looked up and saw three strangers standing in front of him. At the same time, he also saw a lightning flashing towards him.

Guan Ting was shocked, but he reacted very quickly, his body instinctively shrank back, and at the same time he grabbed a bottle of wine and raised it up.

Crack! The lightning slashed on the wine bottle, shattering the wine bottle, and then cut a long bloody hole in Guan Ting's chest.

This is thanks to Guan Ting's reaction quickly enough, otherwise, the knife would have slashed on his head. Guan Ting groaned in pain, and before the other party could make a second stab, he threw half of the wine bottle in his hand towards the other party with all his strength.

Clang! Wang Qiang, who had used the knife, did not react slowly. He stood up the ridge in his hand and blocked the half-piece of the wine bottle shot in front of him with the knife surface.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party's knife blocking, Guan Ting endured the pain of the wound on his chest and touched his long sword from behind his butt.

He was about to draw the sword, but Wang Gang and Wang Tiefen stabbed him from both sides. The mountain knife was not a watermelon knife. The tip of the knife in front was extremely sharp. If it was really stabbed, its body could be pierced.

In an instant, Guan Ting's hair stood up all over his body. His figure was like a spring, jumping up from the sofa, his body turned backwards, and fell directly from the sofa behind the sofa, making a muffled bang at the same time.

He shook his head, and wanted to draw the sword again, but the Wang brothers didn't give him any airplanes at all. His sword was only half drawn, and Wang Qiang's knife crossed the sofa and flew towards his head.

Guan Ting was so scared that he had a cold war. He hurriedly lowered his head, and then with a clang, the slashing sword that flew towards him hit the wall behind him, cutting out a big crack in the wallpaper.

Before he could react next, Wang Qiangye had already jumped over the sofa and pressed him on his body, and took the opportunity to pull out more than half of his long sword and pressed him back.

While pressing Guan Ting with his body, Wang Qiang spread his arms, hugged Guan Ting's body tightly, and shouted: "Second, third brother, hurry up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Gang, who had walked around the sofa, stabbed Guan Ting with a knife.

If it were someone else, he would probably have to sit and wait for death at this time, but Guan Ting burst out with amazing explosive power at the critical moment of life and death. He watched the other person stab at him with a knife, and he roared and turned his body to the side.

There was a pounce in the earlobe, and Wang Gang's knife was stabbing Wang Qiang's back shoulder. Because the force he used was too strong, the knife stabbed Wang Qiang's shoulder through. The tip of the knife was poked out on his front shoulder, and it also pierced into Guan Ting's right chest again.

Fortunately, Wang Qiang's human shield helped him block it. The knife did not penetrate his right chest too deeply, and it did not cause fatal damage to him. The pain of the blade entering the flesh and the approaching death made Guan Ting use all his strength to feed himself.

He screamed and pushed his hands out suddenly. Wang Qiang and Wang Gang brothers were pushed out by him. Their bodies knocked the sofa behind them to the ground and rolled into a ball. This also shows how powerful Guan Ting's pushing power was.

He gasped and looked at the side, but saw that Lu Yishan had shrunk to the corner of the wall at some point, his face pale, his whole body was trembling, and he cursed in his heart that was useless. Guan Ting picked up the long sword that had fallen into the ground, grabbed the scabbard with one hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword with the other hand, and tried to draw the sword again. But suddenly, a monster screamed like a roar came from beside him. He turned his head instinctively, but before he could see clearly what was going on, Wang Tie, who rushed towards him, had already hit him in the right direction.

The powerful impact force made Guan Ting's body fly away from the ground. After landing, it made a muffled sound. The long sword that was originally held in his hand also fell away, and it was not biased, falling to the foot of Lu Yishan who was huddled in the corner of the wall.

Guan Ting shouted: "Top the sword to me!"

Lu Yishan was so scared that he held his head with his hands. He didn't dare to look at Guan Ting, let alone help him pick up the sword. Guan Ting was so angry that his head buzzed. At this time, he heard the evil wind behind him, and subconsciously rolled to the side.

Sand! The blade flew past his back and opened a half-foot-long bloody hole in his waist. Guan Ting groaned in pain. When Wang Tie was about to cut out the second knife, he grabbed a bottle of wine scattered on the ground, pointed it at Wang Tie's head and threw it out.

Bang! The wine bottle was broken, Wang Tie's body shook and took several steps back, unable to stand, sat down on the ground, and blood flowed down his forehead.

Guan Ting was about to stand up tremblingly, and Wang Qiang, who was still stabbing a mountain knife on his shoulder, pounced on him again. Guan Ting fled in anger, and his fists hit Wang Qiang's head continuously, crackling and blood beads splattered everywhere. In just a moment, Wang Qiang's left eye was swollen and could not open. He tried his best to press his head on the side of Guan Ting's head. The latter could not hit his head and began to punch his neck again. After Wang Qiang was hit twice, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit Guan Ting's neck.

Give it! With this mouthful, Guan Ting screamed in pain and almost fainted on the spot. He wanted to punch, but Wang Qiang used his teeth to tear off a bloody human flesh from his neck.

"Oh." Guan Ting trembled all over, but Wang Qiang then bit his neck again. Guan Ting was so painful that he was almost unconscious. He used all his strength to push Wang Qiang out of his body.

Sand! He pushed Wang Qiang away, and another large piece of flesh hung on Wang Qiang's mouth. At this time, looking at Guan Ting, the blood on his neck was blurred and blood was like a pillar. He held the wound on his neck with one hand and held the wall with the other, and stood up tremblingly.

Wang Qiang, Wang Gang and Wang Tie San are now injured and still unable to fight Guan Ting. Later, they see that the latter is so strong.

Without time to delay, Wang Tie suddenly turned his hand and pulled out a May 4 pistol from his back, aimed it at Guan Ting's chest, and raised his hand and shot it.

Bang! The gunshot sounded, and the echoes continued to disperse in the private room for a long time. Wang Qiang and Wang Gang's faces changed, and they both looked at Wang Tie and shouted: "You are crazy!"
Chapter completed!