Who doesn’t know the famous “Rose House”? It is the most legendary entertainment place in HK, a beauty concentration camp.

He sneered slightly, "Rose House belongs to yours, and I also said Port Elizabeth belongs to mys. Hurry up and go away!"

"Yeah, I have a stubborn temper! I like this type of girl the most." Sheng Kaiwen was shameless. Uh, but from another perspective, people say it if they have love, and never hide it.

Weiwei was very angry, Xiaoxiao was obviously even more angry than hers. She raised her hand and poured a glass of wine on Sheng Kevin's face, cursing: "Go to die!"

Hua Xiaobao held a butterfly knife in his hand, half bent his waist, and with a clatter, he skillfully threw out several tricks. The sword-opening, knife-closing, knife-throwing, and knife-throwing were all inside, and it was very different.

After a while of action, Hua Xiaobao rushed towards Franck, who looked like a slut and looked down upon him.

After Wang Siyuan was kicked back by Frank, he secretly resented his actions when Hua Xiaobao attacked him. But when he saw the goddess being slightly bullied by another foreign bird, his direction of running changed and he headed straight for Kevin Sheng.

Things happened so suddenly that the guests present could not react. Besides, even if they reacted, no one would go up to fight.

It’s so interesting to have a dry fight! Especially the blood-sucking fight with the knife and rod. Some comrades took out their cell phones to take pictures, and even put out scissors hands to take half of their faces in.

The reason why Hua Xiaobao was able to use the butterfly knife so smoothly shows that this guy is a bit good, and he might have stabbed someone with a butterfly knife.

Hua Xiaobao waved the butterfly sword and ran towards Franck three meters away. He was fierce and fierce like a tiger. The sharp folding knife blade scattered with cold light, and his eyes were also filled with sharp cold light containing the aura of death.

"Male Gobi, I'll stab you to death!" Hua Xiaobao shouted angrily, as if the thunder suddenly rose above the nine heavens, making people shudder. When he ran to the point of in and out of Franck, the butterfly knife raised high and slashed from the upper left to the lower right, using a lot of force.

No matter how stupid Hua Xiaobao is, he will not stab Frank to death in broad daylight. He just wanted to leave a few blood marks on Frank's body, which would make him feel pain.

Frank, who was careless, had to get cautious. His muscles were tense and his eyes were staring at the butterfly knife in Cai Xiaolin's hand and his right arm holding the knife.

Suddenly, Franck arched his body and rushed towards Hua Xiaobao like a ferocious leopard.

A cold arc passed by, Hua Xiaobao raised his sword and fell, and the butterfly knife swung it at Frank, to be precise, to Frank's upper left arm.

The spectators were all sweating for Franck. They didn't know Franck, so how could they know his combat power? They didn't know that this guy was a Western boxing master who had obtained five gold belts. Hua Xiaobao may have practiced some self-defense skills, but he was still a thousand miles away from the gold belt.

Sure enough, before everyone could figure out what was going on, Frank, who was passive, actually grabbed Hua Xiaobao's arm holding the knife, and suddenly paused, and the butterfly knife in Hua Xiaobao's hand came out. Then Frank used a beautiful shoulder-length drop, lifting Hua Xiaobao up and falling to death. Then, Frank aimed the tip of his right leather shoe at the butterfly knife that fell on the ground, and with a light lift, the butterfly knife rose into the air and flew two meters high. Frank stretched out his right hand and buried the falling butterfly knife in his hand.

Franck played with the folding knife with an admiring look, and threw out countless sword flowers out of thin air, and cracked it. The turning knife turned much more professional than Hua Xiaobao.

"This is a good knife, which should have been made by Miligan. It's too wasteful to fall into your hands, so I keep it." Franck said indifferently, as if the person who fell just now was not a person, but a beast.

Hua Xiaobao was lying on the ground like a dead dog, gasping heavily, and his sharp and cold eyes flashing, telling the outside world a message: I, Hua Xiaobao, was very angry.

Later, I should add another sentence to Hua Xiaobao's psychological activities: The consequences are very serious.

Hua Xiaobao also has reasons to get angry. He is a rich young man. He has been spoiled since childhood and is both spoiled. He can only bully others. But others want to bully me, but there is no way for others to bully me. Yesterday, he was repaired by Li Erdan, a gangster from Big 6. Today, his mother was bullied by a foreigner. We have nothing to say about being repaired by Li Erdan. Because they are hard on the backstage, they all went to the power center of the South China Sea in Beijing. However, they were repaired by a foreigner who came out of nowhere. I couldn't swallow this and couldn't swallow this. Once a slut of A Sanguo beat the HK person on the subway. There was a crowd of onlookers, but none of them went up to help. When I heard the news, my brother was indignant and found the slut of A Sanguo through his own way and broke his two dog legs.

Well, Hua Xiaobao's spirit of not admiring the sun and not fawning on the outside world deserves great praise. But now facing a Western boxing master with a golden belt, his knife has been removed, can he still cause trouble?

Hua Xiaobao likes to carry a gun on his body. Although it is illegal, he doesn't care. HK is a paradise for black arms, and you can buy a pistol with a thousand words. If you don't have a gun on your body, you will be embarrassed to say that you are a black man and will be looked down upon by your fellow practitioners.

At this moment, Hua Xiaobao was lying on the ground while eating shit. His bones were hurting so much that he had a ferocious face. He once again reached into his arms. There was no knife in his pocket, only a revolver.

Franck was playing with the butterfly knife, but he didn't notice Hua Xiaobao's actions. But someone saw it, Franck's cousin, Kevin Sheng.

Sheng Kaiwen blocked Weiwei's way and refused to let her go. He shamelessly wanted to have a drink with her. Suddenly, he glanced at him and the guy who was knocked down by his cousin took out a dark thing from his arms, which looked very similar to a gun.

Sheng Kevin was shocked and shouted to his cousin: "Frank, be careful that he has a gun in his hand!"

"I shot and scolded the foreigner next door with a gun." Wang Siyuan cursed loudly. At this moment, he had already rushed to Sheng Kaiwen's side, in order to help Weiwei get rid of Sheng Kaiwen's entanglement.

As soon as Sheng Kaiwen finished speaking, Wang Siyuan smashed Sheng Kaiwen's face with a strong force.
Chapter completed!