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- Chapter 132 Making trouble after drinking
In the end, Zhou Heng and Zhao Xin failed to have this meal together.
Although it was dinner time, both of them were very busy, and they were not short of one or two meals. Zhou Heng originally came here not to chat with Zhao Xin, but to inquire about the progress of the case, so It doesn't matter whether you eat or not.
After the two separated, Zhou Heng wandered aimlessly on the road while secretly wondering. The auxiliary system said that the main system would be upgraded within forty-eight hours. It seemed that half the time had passed, so why was there still no movement?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.
Zhou Heng looked back and saw that Du Rui was driving a dilapidated Poussin, sticking his head out the window and shouting.
"Lao Du, do you have anything else?" Zhou Heng asked, tilting his head.
Du Rui sighed and said slightly decadently: "Do you have time? Come have a drink with me, I'm so upset."
Tsk! Zhou Heng grinned for a while, looking a little reluctant.
Deep down in his heart, Zhou Heng couldn't stand this kind of childish hypocrisy. He couldn't express the depression in his heart, so he could vent and vent to his heart's content. However, this kind of boring drinking was not allowed. Does intoxication lead to intoxication?
But when he thought about the fact that Du Rui had just been beaten to a pulp, and that the person who beat him was called in by himself, Zhou Heng felt a little guilty. After thinking about it carefully, he decided to accompany Du Rui to have two glasses of wine.
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Du Rui didn't care if Zhou Heng drank, and Zhou Heng would never drink. This was one of the principles he had always adhered to in his two lives. If you can't touch tobacco and alcohol, it's best not to touch them. Otherwise, you'd better not touch them. Can't stand it anymore.
In a high-end bar, Zhou Heng and Du Rui sat in a dark corner. At first, neither of them spoke. Only Du Rui kept pouring wine into his stomach until he drank it all. After finishing the entire bottle of red wine, he burped and pulled Zhou Heng into chattering.
The so-called nagging is Du Rui telling that he has a deep love for Zhao Xin, but it is useless to be helpless and heartless, and to bear the burden of shaving his head is useless.
Zhou Heng listened hummingly and asked him puzzledly whether he had checked the identity of Zhao Xin before pursuing him.
When Du Rui heard this, even though he was already a little drunk, he patted his chest carelessly and said: "What I like is her. What does it have to do with her identity and origin? Yes, she her background seems to be very It¡¯s not simple, but what does this have to do with me pursuing her?¡±
Zhou Heng smiled and nodded, thinking that you were right, but you are still not smart enough. Even if you don¡¯t consider family background, you should at least think about whether the two parties have a common language, right?
¡°Obviously, Du Rui¡¯s temperament is exactly what Zhao Xin dislikes.
Du Rui became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, regardless of whether he could still drink it. He asked for another beer and poured one bottle after another into his stomach. Soon his eyes became blurred and his words became a bit tongue-tied.
When Zhou Heng saw that this guy was almost drunk, he was ready to drag him away. Unexpectedly, Du Rui refused to leave and was still drinking heavily, but he didn't fall over. This also made Zhou Heng surprised. I think it¡¯s rare for people to drink to this extent, right?
"It's a pity that Du Rui happened to meet such a loser like Zhou Heng. What kind of temper does Zhou Heng have? He didn't know how to accommodate and tolerate, and he would not let Du Rui continue to be drunk and crazy. He had no choice but to force it.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that as soon as Du Rui took action, Du Rui would immediately cause trouble.
"Youdon't worry about me, I haven't drunk enough yet! Letlet go!"
Zhou Heng grabbed Du Rui's collar and was about to drag him away. Suddenly, he was pulled hard by this guy, and he actually broke free!
It would be fine if that were the case, but now Du Rui's hands and feet are already weak, how can he still stand firm? He staggered, and the bottle of beer in his hand was thrown out at some point.
boom!
"ah¡ª¡ª!"
Hearing just a crisp sound and a scream, Zhou Heng's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that something bad had happened!
It was indeed a bad thing. This bar was of a high standard. The people who came to drink were all high-status people. Each small private room was separated by bead curtains. Du Rui threw the bottle in his hand. , happened to land in the private room next door, and I don¡¯t know if it hit anyone. Anyway, judging from the scream, it must have caused trouble.
Almost within a few seconds, I saw several men with unruly faces walking in from the next door, followed by a middle-aged man with a big belly. He also held a young woman with bright makeup on his arm.
"Who did it?" the middle-aged man asked.
In fact, without him asking, everyone present could tell who did it. Besides Du Rui, who was drunk, could there be anyone else?
It's just that the effect and effect of asking or not asking about this kind of thing are completely different. The middle-aged man knew that it was Du Rui who did it, but his eyes were on Zhou Heng, because when he first saw these two people , and made the above reaction subconsciously.
There is no other reason. In the mind of this middle-aged man, he always feels that the young man is very special. His eyes are sharp, and there is an indescribable murderous aura in him?
When he thought of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Is there murderous intent in a teenage boy? Do you really think this is Africa?
Zhou Heng just caught Du Rui firmly at this time. He smiled slightly and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, my friend drank a little too much. No one was hurt, right?"
"Are you fucking blind? I was almost beaten to death by him, and that's it, no one was hurt? If it hadn't been for my birthday today, both of you would have been used as fertilizer!"
The middle-aged man frowned and said in a deep voice: "Er Mao, bring that drunk guy over, take off both of his legs first, and beat the other one out!"
After that, he took the young woman who kept yelling and scolding and was about to return to his private room. But the moment he turned around, a glance from the corner of his eye made him make an extremely quick movement - push away the embrace. Woman, bend down and lie down!
¡°Maybe it was because the middle-aged man moved very quickly, or maybe it was because Zhou Heng didn¡¯t use much force, but it has to be said that his action saved his and the woman¡¯s lives.
I saw an unopened bottle of beer passing through the middle-aged man's head, narrowly missing the back of his head and flying out, hitting the wall opposite the private room directly. The bottle was smashed to pieces on the spot.
This scene made the middle-aged man extremely lucky. If he hadn't escaped in time, he might have been shot just now, and the broken glass flying out would probably have caused disaster to the woman on the side.
Almost at the same time, the middle-aged man who got up from the ground became furious. When had he ever suffered such a loss? If he doesn't regain his position today, will he still have a foothold in Jinzhou?
"Er Mao, remove their hands and feet and bring them all back to me. I will light sky lanterns for them!" The middle-aged man also became ruthless and prepared to kill these two ignorant boys.
"Old bastard, do you dare to say what you just said again?" Zhou Heng pointed at the group of people in front of him with a smile, "Give you a chance, all of you will break your own legs. I don't agree with this matter." You care about it.¡±
The middle-aged man laughed in anger, and his face instantly turned ferocious, "Er Mao, I've changed my mind. I'll deal with these two little bastards right here, and smash that little one's mouth first!"
A man with the toughest expression stepped forward, flexing his fists and sneering: "You little brat, how dare you talk to my elder brother like that? Grandpa makes you cry today!"
After saying that, the man known as "Er Mao" raised his arm and punched Zhou Heng in the face.
Zhou Heng did not dodge, he just lowered his head slightly, aimed his fist and knocked forward violently. There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the Ermao took two steps back on the spot, and his arms hung down, limp. It lay flat on the waist.
With just a slight headbutt, this fierce man suffered a fracture and dislocation of his arm. The hardness of Zhou Heng¡¯s skull is evident.
But the one who was really surprised was the middle-aged man. If others didn¡¯t know, how could he not know? Er Mao is one of his most capable people. He can't deal with even a middle school student When did students become so powerful?
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? We saw that Er Mao was covered in cold sweat, and was in so much pain that he could not speak. Several other fierce-looking men swarmed over him, not intending to challenge Zhou Henglai to a duel.
"Is it better to fight in a group instead of a one-on-one fight?" Zhou Heng chuckled, pushed Du Rui down on the sofa behind him, and started a head-on fight with the few people who rushed over.
Obviously, there is no result or reason in such a fight. As an out-and-out humanoid beast, Zhou Heng is just using his superhuman strength and reaction speed to bully others, even his opponent. They are all adults with rich fighting experience and it is still the same.
Five people rushed over at once, and they were in a narrow space. At first glance, it seemed that it was not conducive to the development of personal strength, but Zhou Heng liked this the most.??Arrogant and unreasonable fighting style.
When the opponent punches, he also punches; when the opponent kicks, he also kicks; no matter how many people there are, Zhou Heng can always respond to the opponent's attack with fists and kicks in the shortest possible time.
The middle-aged man at the door of the private room only heard muffled sounds like "bang bang bang" coming from inside. Then he saw several of his men retreating with pale faces, each of them dragging their arms or standing on tiptoe. He was holding his legs, and it looked like he had suffered a big loss.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but be surprised by this result. Ermao suffered a hidden loss, it could be said that it was caused by his carelessness, but the other five people couldn't defeat a mere teenage boy. ?
This is this really a ghost?
"Brother, let's go quickly! This kid is very punchy and we are no match." The man named Er Mao whispered in the middle-aged man's ear, and at the end he pointed to one of his arms and said, "My arm is useless. Okay, brothers, I guess it¡¯s enough, so let¡¯s leave here first.¡±
¡°You don¡¯t want to go anywhere!¡±
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