I don’t know exactly how long I was unconscious, it could be a few hours, or it could be just a few seconds. Anyway, when I opened my eyes again, I was forced to wake up by a basin of cold water with ice residue poured on my body.

I opened my eyes tremblingly, and the first thing that caught my eye was a vermilion fur carpet, and then I found myself lying in a private room similar to a KTV.

There were more than twenty young men standing in the room, which was about ten square meters. The only one around me was the fat man who had been injured by us before, sitting steadily on the sofa not far away.

A young man was standing next to me with a bucket in his hand. I thought it was him who caused the splash of water just now.

Damn, he held a cigarette in his left hand and a foreign wine bottle in his right hand. The wounds on his shoulders and arms were only covered with a little toilet paper. There were no signs of injury at all. There was a smile on his fat face covered with pink flesh bumps.

.

The big fat man stood up with great strength, walked up to me with long strides, and asked with a smile: "Is your name Wang Lang?"

"Well, do you have any advice?" I sat on the ground and looked up at him and asked.

"Haha..." The big fat man caught off guard and raised the foreign wine bottle in his hand and hit me on the head with a "bang". The bottle instantly broke into pieces, and the glass stubble was everywhere. I swayed on the spot, and in front of my eyes

It got dark and I almost fainted again.

Before I could stretch out my hands to wipe the blood on my forehead, the big fat man grabbed the collar of my clothes and pulled me up without hesitation. He held half a wine bottle in his hand and pressed it against my face with a grin: "I know you."

I don't?"

I honestly shook my head: "I don't know."

"Then I'll let you get to know me well. My nickname is Lao Zhu, and I'm one of the Four Little King Kongs of the Changlong Bar." The big fat man scratched my face twice with the wine bottle. During the conversation, he suddenly frowned.

He held the wine bottle halfway and "pop" it plunged into my thigh.

"Ah! I'm a fool..." I fell directly to the ground, letting out a heart-rending howl in pain, lying on the ground, rolling back and forth holding my bloody thigh.

The fat man who called himself Lao Zhu stood next to me, waving his hands to the young men on the left and right and shouting: "Come on, let me stretch this guy's right hand on the table. He's so stupid. If he dares to chop me, I'll chop off his hand today!"

"

Seeing several young people rushing towards me, I was completely determined to die. I endured the severe pain and got up, jumped onto the two-meter-high coffee table, picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the coffee table.

Then he grabbed half the wine bottle with his teeth intertwined and smashed it around randomly without any order.

Anyway, things are already like this. The worst thing that could happen is that I will be destroyed by them and I will make a profit if I can stab one more person before I am beaten to the ground by them.

I stabbed randomly and scratched many people, but after all, there were not as many people as the opponent. In addition, I was injured, so my reaction was not very quick. In a daze, I was kicked by a guy on the waist, and I staggered.

I fell to the ground, followed by about twenty people who surrounded me, yelling and stamping on me.

They beat me for seven or eight minutes. My face and body were completely covered in red blood, and then those sons of bitches slowly dispersed.

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Jiang Jun, wearing a black windbreaker, walked in, stood in front of me, looked down and sarcastically said: "You little bastard, you're in trouble, did I tell you?

, I will make you kneel down sooner or later."

I knelt on the ground and murmured contemptuously: "I...I won't even look at you even if I'm lying on my stomach."

"Dog Basket, why are you so tough-mouthed?" Jiang Jun raised his leg and hit my head with a few "dong-dong" kicks. Then he untied his belt, took out his "bird" and pointed it at me with a stern smile:

"Kneel down and call me daddy, and I will let you live."

I gasped and cursed in a weak voice: "Okay... good son, damn, I'll give you a brother next year..."

"Go to hell." Jiang Jun kicked me in the face again, and then started peeing directly at me. While peeing, he yelled at the gang of horses around him: "Come on, pee around him.

Let me see how big and capable this basket is."

"Ha ha.."

"Listen to Brother Jun."

Eight or nine young men came towards me while taking off their belts, and seven or eight lines of fishy water sprayed on my body, and my face...

I jumped up with all my strength, grabbed Jiang Jun's "thing", held my head high and roared: "I'll fucking kill you!"

"Ouch, get him away quickly..." Jiang Jun howled in pain as I grabbed his lifeblood.

I was really determined to die, holding on to his "job" and howling crazily: "Call daddy!"

"Old pig, save me..." Mr. Jiang waved his fist and hit my head hard. The harder he hit me, the harder I pinched me. A few seconds later, a wine bottle fell from the sky.

"Bang..." hit me on the back of my head. My hands and feet became weak and I let go of Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Jun crossed his legs, covered "that job" and knelt down on the ground, yelling like a eunuch: "Fuck him to death! Get a bottle of wine and open it..."

In an instant, more than ten wine bottles flew directly towards me indiscriminately. I didn't even have a chance to stand up, so I was put down by the bottles again. After I smashed them, there were still many people carrying pickaxes.

, surrounded me and beat me hard like a stupid son.

I was beaten unconscious by this group of people again, but this time I didn’t close my eyes for long, and I was woken up by another bucket of cold water with ice residue. At this time, I didn’t have a good piece of flesh on my body, not even my arms.

On the hand, the back of the hand was covered with scratches from the glass stubble, the skin and flesh were turned outwards, and if the arm moved slightly, a bloody mark would immediately appear on the white floor tiles.

A familiar voice came to my ears: "Cao Ni Ma, do you have any sense of humanity!"

I raised my head with difficulty, and suddenly found that Uncle Qi had appeared in the room at some point. He was still dressed like a "white-collar worker", with a white shirt, gray trousers, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He was looking at me without blinking. Liuzi, He Bingxia, and Zhongte stood behind him, all looking at me with worried eyes. The curse just now came from He Bingxia's mouth.

"Uncle..." My voice was hoarse and low, like a mosquito buzzing.

"Can't you die?" Uncle Qi swallowed, bent down and stretched out his hand towards me.

Liuzi and He Bingxia hurried over to help me, and Uncle Qi shouted: "Let him get up by himself. If he can't stand firmly, then he will be like this for the rest of his life!"

Liuzi and He Bingxia were stunned for a moment, and they didn't move any further next to me.

I was breathing heavily, holding Uncle Qi's calf with one hand, and holding his palm with the other hand. It took me a long time to stand up straight, but my whole body was in pain.

It was amazing. Just when I stood up, I almost fell down again.

Uncle Qi didn't help me, he just stared at me coldly. I spent a long time standing up again and slowly straightened my back.

"You know you have nothing to lose, right?" Tears were shining in Uncle Qi's cloudy eyes. He held on tightly to prevent them from falling out. He sniffed hard and said, "Remember why I was punished today for falling.

It’s not shameful, but if you fall in the same pit twice, you are mentally retarded!”

"I...I remember." I responded with a gasp, as if something was blocked in my throat.

Uncle Qi didn't mind that I was too embarrassed, so he put his not so thick elbow around my waist and whispered in my ear in a low voice: "Uncle will definitely protect you, but I have to let you remember what's wrong.

For the rest, shut your mouth, uncle is here!"

"Uncle..." My nose felt sore and I shed tears in a hopeless manner.

Two meters away, Mark Sun, Jun Jiang, and the fat man named Lao Zhu were sitting on the sofa. Mark Sun crossed his legs, holding a tall wine glass in his hand, shaking it slightly, and asked Uncle Qi with a smile:

"Brother Qi, you can go home and educate your children later. How do you think we should handle today's matter?"

Uncle Qi took a deep breath, looked away from me, looked sideways at Mark Sun and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Sun Mark took a sip of the goblet and said with a smile on his face: "Your nephew smashed two of my bars. One bar is worth two million. In addition, the old pig was stabbed twice. You
Chapter completed!