"This fool is deaf. I must scold him for being insane!"
Dong Ming stares at yellow hair, that expression, wish to rush to do a fight now.
"You didn't scold the employees? If you dare to say so, you should be taught how to be a man by labor and capital today
Huang Mao did not lose momentum at all, and his coarse voice was very harsh. He pointed to Dong Ming, a pair of you who wanted to come, and then there was a wave of national abuse, which was as bad as it could be.
Ye Mingchen frowned and looked at it, and then he began to scold ye Mingchen: "do you have any problem with your eyes? Don't you squint at it!"
Ye Mingchen's cold black eyes stare at Huang Mao. There are at least three or four hundred people in the dance hall. It seems that no one knows him or Dong Ming.
The manager of heaven and earth raised his voice and called, "shut up! How to talk to Mr. Ye! "
The manager looked at Huang Mao and cried out with no momentum. His voice was still shaking.
There are many of them. They are not afraid that they are fake. Moreover, these people are familiar with them. They are all thugs in the capital of the emperor. They are not sure whether they can be controlled.
But it's impossible to pretend that you don't know. There are so many people waiting to do it.
On the other hand, ye Mingchen and Dong Ming are totally unwelcome people.
He thought that Dong Ming called Ye Mingchen to come and figured out that it would be easy to solve the problem. As a result, ye Mingchen came alone and didn't bring any.
It's all right. The key is that there are not enough people in the world to control these local ruffians!
"Ye! I'm still Mr. Huang. How can they talk to me? "
The more Huang Mao said, the more angry he looked back at his brothers behind him, straightened out his chest, and snorted coldly, "come on, beat me up!"
As soon as the words fell, the stalemate for a long time broke down. The gangsters who had already broken their fists and wiped their palms began to start. Huang Mao took a head and did not go to ye Mingchen and Dong Ming. Instead, he rushed directly to the only woman: Ning Shu!
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In the dark environment, the country's swearing began to ring, and then there was a crowd of people and things broke.
In the place that others didn't notice, Huang Mao was kicked over by Ning Shu's cold face, and the heels of high-heeled shoes poked into the stomach. The scream was hoarse and tragic, but it was blocked by other voices.
Ye Mingchen knocked down the people who rushed up. However, there were too many people. It was not easy to defend behind him. He also paid attention to Dong Ming and Ning Shu.
Mainly Ning Shu, Ning Shu, a woman fighting here, how to think is the share of being bullied.
The manager took advantage of the crowd and bent over to run out. He ran into the crowd again. He was beaten several times and left a blue and purple mark on his face before he walked out of the crowd.
Ye Chen tried to catch up with the famous people like Ye Chen, but they didn't even control them.
"Sleeping trough! This psychopath says, do it
Dong Ming shouts at ye Mingchen's side. There are so many people now. Of course, thirty-six strategies are the best way to go. He reaches out to laning Shu, but he doesn't expect to see Ning Shu's solemn face. He grabs a salty pig's hand in one hand and shakes people away. His movements are quick and sharp.
The person who is thrown away bumps into the person who needs to do something, and falls down a large area.
Dong Ming was stunned. He thought of his daughter-in-law's combat effectiveness and his good friend's title of national Sanda champion in those years. Looking at the enemy with a large number of people, he suddenly felt that he was quite comfortable.