"Who told you to leave!"

"Hey, stop for me!"

When he saw the madman turning around and walking outside the bar, several fox parties called "Young Master Wei" immediately came and shouted in a state of cursing.

Chu Yu shouted worriedly: "Crazy, where are you going?"

"It's okay, I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be back soon." Li Junfeng turned around and smiled slightly, his eyes full of rebelliousness.

Suddenly, the men and women playing in the bar looked in our direction.

When I saw this posture, I said something else, so I stood up quickly and waved my hands at the young people in society with a smile: "Brothers, don't yell, he's gone, aren't we still here? If you have anything, let's talk slowly and get closer to me."

A young man with several lines of Persian totem tattooed on his arm pointed at my nose and cursed: "What are you? Warn you that, our Young Master Wei's father is Avas..."

"Why do you say so much to him? The one who was slapdating just now probably ran away, so don't pay attention to him." Mr. Wei touched the earrings on the earlobe with one hand, and reached towards Chu Yu with the other hand, pretending to be a gentleman's dick: "Beauty, let's dance together, your useless boyfriend will not come back."

Chu Yu was so scared that he quickly moved a few centimeters to me. I smiled and grabbed Master Wei's wrist and said, "Iron Juice, if you want to dance, let's jump, I'm good at everything, chacha, rumba, etc."

"I'll dance with you." Mr. Wei scolded him disliked and immediately retracted his arm.

Of course I couldn't let him do what he wanted. I pinched his wrist tightly, and a faint smile on my face, smacked my lips: "Don't you want to shake for a while, I'll satisfy you..."

"let go!"

"I'm so tired, let go of Mr. Wei immediately!"

Several followers saw that something was wrong, shouting and thrusting towards me.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Li Junfeng trotted from outside the bar, kicked him straight on the spot, fucking a boy's hips and elbows, kicking him out more than two meters away on the spot. Everyone instantly turned their heads and looked at Li Junfeng.

Li Junfeng held a fire axe with an iron grip in both hands, pointing at Mr. Wei, whose wrists were pinched by me, and chuckled: "I don't know me, right? Remember, my name is crazy, you are the one you can never afford to offend!"

Seeing Li Junfeng returning, I immediately let go of Mr. Wei, then leaned against Chu Yu and took two steps back and handed the stage to Li Junfeng completely.

After being silent for so long, Li Junfeng finally started his most gorgeous swing in a foreign country.

"Have a broken axe, what are you going to do!" Mr. Wei swallowed, and Li Junfeng growled with a harsh and slutty finger.

"Fuck your grandma!" Li Junfeng bulged his eyes, raised his legs and kicked Mr. Wei hard in the stomach, raised his fire axe, swung his arm downwards, and slashed the axe with a sound of breaking the wind on the small table we had before, and the wooden table surface cracked directly from the middle of the half.

The cups and drinks on the table spilled all over the floor.

It was a blessing that Mr. Wei had retracted his neck just now, otherwise the axe would have been slashed on his face.

"Do you fuck him, you're so fucking me." Mr. Wei, who was still scared, took two steps back again, shouting and roaring in a duck-like voice.

Several young followers slowly moved closer to Li Junfeng with curses. Some took out clamping springs from their bodies, while others directly picked up the chairs and wine bottles on the side.

Chu Yu shook my arm worriedly and muttered softly: "Wang Lang, please help the madman quickly."

"It's okay, he has a proper position." Unlike Chu Yu's anxiety, the only thing I'm afraid of is that Li Junfeng is trying to kill him. As for the "stinky carrots and rotten cabbages" on the other side, I don't worry at all that they can withstand hurt Li Junfeng.

But I think Li Junfeng must know what to do. He was carrying a gun on his body. If he was really anxious, he would have carried the gun and he would not have had to run outside to find any fire axes. I guess my mad brother just wanted to show off in front of Chu Yu.

Men, after all, all want to be worshipped by their own women, and the most primitive way to gain worship is through their extraordinary "dominant power".

"Damn it, let me go a little bit back!" Li Junfeng leaned forward and swung the fire axe forward. The young men who were trying to surround him immediately retreated back together. Taking advantage of this opportunity, when Li Junfeng stepped in front of Mr. Wei in two steps, the axe was placed directly on his shoulder and head.

Mr. Wei gritted his teeth and roared: "Little pussy, what are you going to do!"

"I'll give you two choices, either kneel down and call me or lie down and call me." Li Junfeng slapped Mr. Wei's face with an axe, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's all very busy. If you admit defeat, we'll get over this matter. You have to feel that you are in good condition. I'll give you time to call someone, oh no?"

"You'll fuck me to death!" Mr. Wei didn't know if he had never been beaten by society, or if he had any hard bones, so he raised his neck and challenged: "If I let you stand out of this bar today and go back..."

"Are you going to join us?" The smile on the corner of Li Junfeng's mouth suddenly turned cold.

It is probably because Li Junfeng gave too many dialogues. This kid really thought he didn't dare to do it. He sarcastically straightened his neck: "Cao Nima, you are a singer, come on! I'm standing here. If I hide for a while, it was you who made it. Xiao Du called my uncle."

"I want to see if your head is so stainless steel today." Li Junfeng cursed, raised his fire axe and smashed it hard on Mr. Wei's head.

Seeing that the fire axe was about to have close contact with his forehead, Mr. Wei still took a step back when he was conditioned.

Li Junfeng took another step forward and raised his legs to Mr. Wei's lower abdomen. At this time, the two followers hurriedly raised their chairs and threw them over.

The madman pulled his body away from the other party's attack, and raised his axe and chopped it on a young man's shoulder.

"Ah!" The boy's shoulders instantly burst out from the pain, and he sprained his butt on the ground.

Then Li Junfeng turned around and slashed at another young man with an axe. The young man reacted significantly faster and ran deep into the bar, but the axe blade still cut his butt, revealing the big red shorts inside.

"Young Master Wei, run, this guy is crazy." The remaining followers pulled the scared Master Wei and turned around and ran away. Li Junfeng cursed and chased from behind. The not-so-large bar was overturned several tables.

The men and women who watched the fun also screamed and dodged to the corner of the wall, for fear of the disaster.

At the same time, the bar owner who had been staying in the bar rushed over and hurriedly hugged Li Junfeng's waist from behind, and tried to persuade him in the Mandarin of Palm: "Pan...Pan friend, don't do this, something will happen."

"It's okay, I will pay for all the losses tonight." Li Junfeng panted and broke free from the boss, holding an axe, pointing at Mr. Wei who was hiding in the bar, roaring: "You're so silly, come out for me, don't you want to dance? Today I'll sway you with you for a while."

Mr. Wei was so scared that his face was pale. He was holding his cell phone and shouting in a deep cry: "Uncle Eight, come to the Venetian Bar, I'm almost beaten to death."

"Shake people, right? Come on, I'll give you a chance!" Li Junfeng "bang" and put the fire axe on the ground, lit a cigarette and sneered: "I'll treat you so many people tonight. I won't completely subdue you. I'll pick up the word Li in the future."

I saw that Li Junfeng's eyes were a little red, afraid that something would happen to him, so I got up and walked towards him and advised him: "Crazy, it's almost done."

"It's almost gone, and the man said something like this, and he said he would kneel down and call him, and he had to kneel down." Li Junfeng gasped and waved his arms and said, "You send Xiaoyu to the hotel for me first."

"What a kid I'm going to tell you? I'll send it to you myself." I cursed with disdain, then took out my cell phone to dial Xie Tianlong's number.

A few minutes later, there was a roar of the engine outside the bar door, and then six or seven big, round-armed and burly men rushed in, and two of them were holding large "Imitation May Fourth Movement" in their hands.
Chapter completed!