"What a arrogant boy!" Manager Zhang's face became grim. "I'm afraid you don't know the background of KTV? I can tell you that with our energy, no one can do anything to us even if we throw you into the sea tonight. I advise you to... "
"Why do you talk so much nonsense?" Mu Qiu shows some impatience and looks at manager Zhang's expression with disdain.
Manager Zhang was immediately angry. He waved his big hand: "Damn, boy who doesn't know heaven and earth, give me a call!"
Eight or nine KTV thugs standing behind him immediately swarmed up. With the background of KTV in the Imperial City, few people dare to make trouble here on weekdays, but some people who drink and don't know anything are prone to make trouble, which is the same as bars. Therefore, the existence of thugs is very necessary. They may not need to have strong fighting ability, But it has to be tough and strong, at least to be able to live.
The eight or nine men were all strong and fierce. At this time, they all rushed to one person. They were afraid that others would be too scared to move. However, Mu Qiu kept a cold eye on them. He didn't lift his foot until the first person in charge came. In his own eyes, it was very slow, but in others' eyes, it was a lightning kick, The man was kicked off before he could react.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
The big man screamed and flew backward, and hit the other three. The huge force bumped into the three people, which also knocked them into pieces. This scene made other people's movements stagnate, but mu Qiu didn't give them time to react. Turning around was a whip leg pulled on the other person's face.
This foot still didn't use much force, but the man was like a top. He turned twice in the air before falling to the ground. After falling to the ground, he fainted directly, and the scarlet footprints on his face were very striking.
"This..."
"Lying trough..."
"Are you kidding me?"
Several other big men who were still standing were shocked at this time. They did not dare to step forward easily any more, and their eyes were filled with deep horror when they looked at Mu Qiu.
"Ding! Congratulations on Muqiu's success in showing his holiness. He has gained 2 points of showing his holiness. "
Muqiu ignored the voice of the system. He looked at manager Zhang, who was also in shock, and sneered: "do you still want to persuade me now?"
Manager Zhang can't help but swallow his saliva. It's really the first time for him to meet someone who can fight. But it doesn't mean that he is afraid. The background of KTV in the imperial city has given him enough confidence. Even under such circumstances, he can still be extremely tough.
"You can fight, but I tell you, you'd better not be too arrogant. What if you can fight? Can you beat dozens and a hundred? "
Manager Zhang spits hard and is about to make a phone call. However, he sees a flash in front of his eyes. He only feels a gust of wind whistling past his ear. The mobile phone he has just woken in his hand disappears.
"Bang!"
Flying out of the cell phone hit the wall hit a smash, and Mu Qiu's hand has been pressed on Manager Zhang's shoulder, he sneered: "want to call? Don't worry. I'll call an ambulance for you later. "
After that, he pressed manager Zhang's hand and began to contract.
Manager Zhang only felt that his shoulder was pressed by a hydraulic press. The feeling that his bones and flesh were slowly kneaded together really made him feel sad. While he was wailing, he didn't forget to shout.
"Ah, ah, ah! Do it! Kill him! Kill him
Several other big men swallow their saliva. Muqiu's extraordinary fighting power really makes them not want to be enemies any more. But it's their job. If they run away today and are approached by manager Zhang, they are afraid that they will have no good fruit to eat. So they measure the advantages and disadvantages and rush to Muqiu.
"Bang bang!"
However, they came and went quickly. They didn't even see clearly how mu Qiu made his move. They felt a pain coming from his abdomen. In an instant, they flew out of the gravity. Finally, they all hit the wall. When they fell to the ground, they were already howling. It was difficult to stand up for a while.
Manager Zhang looked at this scene in horror. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he didn't dare to imagine that a person could fight like this!
"You... What do you want to do..." manager Zhang was really flustered this time. The big sweat drops from his forehead, and his voice was shaking. "This is the Imperial City KTV. Anyone who dares to make trouble here will not come to a good end! But... But! I can give you a chance, if you let me go now, I can let you go out safely, otherwise, ah
Manager Zhang is still pretending to be forced, but before he has finished his words, he is pinched by Mu Qiu. Suddenly, his face turns white with pain, and a heartrending cry comes out in his mouth.
Mu Qiu said with disdain: "let me go out safely? When did I say I was leaving? You've provoked me, don't you think it's over? Ah... "
He said, then one hand holding manager Zhang's shoulder, opened the box door and went out.
Outside the KTV of the Imperial City, a dark Maserati president cuts through the night sky and neon. A beautiful drifting tail flicks and stops at the door of the KTV. Seeing this, the security guard immediately comes up and shouts, "Sir, you can't park at the door of the KTV. Please stop at the parking lot over there."
The door opened and a man in a suit and sunglasses came out. He ignored the security guard and turned to the parking lot nearby. When he saw one of the familiar sports cars, he couldn't help smiling bitterly: "I found it..."
Wu Qiang, the bodyguard of Muqiu, was a special soldier under Muqiu's younger sister-in-law. She specially sent him to protect Muqiu.
"Sir..."
The security guard called Wu Qiang again. Wu Qiang was about to speak when he saw several people flying out of the KTV. They fell heavily on the ground and rolled in pain. Even the glass revolving door of the KTV was smashed.
The security guard was startled, and Wu Qiang saw the familiar figure standing in the KTV at a glance. Then he couldn't help showing his face: "young master?"