For a moment, the beer and the table were all in the small bar. Geng Junjie and four brothers launched a long-range attack and instantly turned into a grenade, smashing a group of fishermen into howling.

The fishermen are all rough men and claim to be tough guys. Fighting is always a fist-for-fighting person. Where can I get a long-range soldier before starting a fight?

They were at a disadvantage for a moment, hugged their heads and retreated, and started to curse:

"A group of cowards raised by Fake's cowards"

"People follow me and kill these Canadian ghosts and let them cry and get out of the snow and fire."

"Oh, Chert, my head is broken God, my head is broken"

A circle of chairs and stools were thrown out, Qin Shiou carried the bottle and then killed them, shouting: "Follow me and fuck them."

He was worried about something going on this trip, so he was with a black knife. They worked in the fishing ground for more than a year and could be used as fishermen, so fighting would naturally be a standard thug.

Just now, when Geng Junjie and others threw the stool and the chair, Heidao and others sat in their original position with laughter. They seemed to be watching the children, and obviously did not take them seriously.

Now Qin Shiou took the lead in charge, and they suddenly stood up, as if a group of tigers rushed into the flock of sheep.

Qin Shiou practices boxing every day, and his physical fitness is excellent. Hei Dao and others can't beat him with bare hands, let alone these fishermen.

He rushed into the crowd and protected his head with his left arm, attacked from bottom to side with his right fist, punching the fisherman under the ribs in front of him, and made the most fierce leader who had just called him scream and kneel down to the ground.

Protecting the vital points, Qin Shiou gritted his teeth and fucked the two fishermen in a row. Then he grabbed the collar of a fisherman with both hands, grabbed it as if he was holding a shield, and threw him out with a roar, smashing the people next to him to the ground.

Geng Junjie and others were not willing to be outdone and found their opponents as soon as possible. They were good at cooperating and dealing with one in pairs. One was attracted to the other side attacks, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and dried five or six opponents.

When Black Dao and others joined in, the doomsday of these fishermen came, and the people behind had not yet reacted. The friends in front had already fallen like harvesting wheat. When they reacted, only six or seven people could stand still. Shaq and others surrounded him at this time, with great momentum.

Qin Shiou ignored the remaining fisherman. He pinched the chin of the leading fisherman Peterson and pulled him up, yelling: "Continue to scold, monkey, come on, I'm a monkey, Fake squid stand up, coward..."

"Coax" suddenly a gunshot sounded, and the bar owner looked at the group with a bad face at the counter, holding a Remington old double-bar hunting rifle. He had just shot and shot a table next to him, and the table was already broken.

The dancers were still lying on the counter and smiling at everyone, as if they had experienced such scenes many times.

Glazing at Qin Shiou and his party, the bar owner said coldly: "Foreigners, leave five thousand yuan, get out."

Qin Shiou also glared at her eyes. She shook off the fisherman leader in her hand and shouted: "Fak Squid, I bought a watch last year. Do you still want money?"

Seeing the boss rushing forward, Shaq and his party panicked and quickly grabbed him. Geng Junjie shouted: "Boss, Boss, look at me, look at me. Boss, it's okay, don't get on."

Qin Shiou roared: "I want to peel him, and he will tremble when he sees the Chinese people?"

Geng Junjie nodded repeatedly: "True. True, Boss. He said, "Don't be as knowledgeable as him. Damn. He has a gun, but the boss's wife is going to be a widow after being broken."

Qin Shiou was too strong, and a group of people couldn't hold him back. In the end, Geng Junjie locked his shoulder joint, and the black knife held it from the front, and then pushed him back.

The boss was stunned. It was probably the first time he saw such a arrogant foreigner. He had fired his gun, so why did he rush up? It's unscientific. I'm a gun in my hand

Qin Shiou was not afraid of him at all, so he pointed at him and shouted: "Idiot, you dare to shoot a fucking shot. I will ask my lawyer to die. He knows my status in St. Johns, and I will be sued by me."

The bar owner yelled angrily: "Don't be so arrogant, Fark Squid, you damn bastard, do you think this is St. Johns? Is this Greenland dare to be arrogant on our territory? Don't think of leaving here alive."

Qin Shiou raised his phone and sneered: "You not only racially discriminate, but also threaten us? OK, see you guys in court, let us meet you in court."

Shakra pulled Qin Shiou down and said repeatedly: "Look at me, Boss, look at me, don't worry, let me deal with it, let me deal with the rest, okay? You can leave the battlefield."

The sea monster nodded and said this. A new fisherman exclaimed: "Shete, the combat power of our fishing ground is so fucking awesome. I haven't started yet. It's such a pity."

"Shut up, Chalmers, can you shut up? I said I'll leave it to me," Shaq cursed.

When he went to the counter to get a bottle of vodka, Shaq took a sip, walked over and sat in the group of opponents who had been knocked to the ground, handed the bottle to the leading fisherman Peterson and said, "Come on, man."

"Fake Squid" Peterson directly pushed the bottle away, then continued to cover his stomach with both hands. Qin Shiou just fucked him with the most fierce punch, and he felt that his ribs seemed to be broken.

Shaq said: "Man, are you following the Viking Pirates' rules or what? Or do we call the police? Let the police handle our conflict? But at that time I don't know how you explained this, racism, right? The fight you caused, right?"

Peterson looked at him with a gloomy face, took the vodka and raised his head and drank it. Someone next to him wanted to say something, but looking at his friends huddled on the ground and howled, they opened their mouths but found that they could not say anything.

Qin Shiou, the big horse with a golden sword, stood opposite, with the black sword fives on the left, Geng Junjie fives on the right, and behind him were a group of big-sleeved and round-waisted fishermen. There was no doubt that their combat effectiveness could be completely overwhelming.

Seeing Peterson drinking vodka, Shaq returned and said, "Okay, this is over," he said, and walked towards the counter and threw down two hundred Danish kroners. "This is wine money, and the more you can count as tips."

The boss, who was still holding an old-fashioned hunting rifle, looked at him stupidly, and it took a long time to react and shouted, "Damn Farke, who will accompany you to destroy things?"

Shaq pointed to Peterson and said, "Who the hell provoked this matter, do you want us to accompany you? Or we call the police and let the police and the court solve this damn thing?"

The bar owner looked at Peterson and his group, then looked at Qin Shiou and his group, walked over and grabbed Peterson in anger, and asked, "Tell me, man, what should I do if the damaged table and chairs in the bar?" To be continued.

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Chapter completed!