Chapter 772: Shock the audience

The seven hundred and seventy-third chapter shocked the audience

"Do you think you're good at fighting?"

His eyes were filled with angry flames, and several of his slightly injured men stood up, took out the pistols behind them, and pointed their muzzles at the sword.

In the box, Long Jianfeng and the others were silent, and they didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

That's a pistol. No matter how you can hit it, you can't stop the bullet.

Sangguo's management of firearms is relatively loose, and it is very normal for Kuno's subordinates to have guns. They are only used to prevent social disturbances, and they are generally not used.

Long Jianfeng saw that they even took out their guns, his legs were a little weak, and he said tremblingly: "Kuno-kun, my classmate and I don't know them, can we leave first?"

"Let's go." Hisao said with a calm expression.

Long Jianfeng sounded like an immortal, and ran towards the outside of the box.

Jiang Wei, Nie Ping and other people followed behind, and walked out in file, only Liu Jing stood there, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

"Xiao Jing, hurry up." A girl whispered as she watched Liu Jing still sticking in place.

"I..." Liu Jing's face showed hesitation.

After all, Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian came with her, and this incident was also caused by her family's cooking shop. At this time, how could she escape alone.

"Xiao Jing, you go back with your classmates first, we'll be back later." Shi Jian gave Liu Jing a relieved smile.

Liu Jing gritted her silver teeth. It is useless for her to stay here now. Under the half-pull of her classmates, she also left the box.

The whole box is now only left with Kuno Xiong's group, Zhuo Bufan, and Shijian.

"Asshole, aren't you quite capable of fighting?" Ohara stood up tremblingly, clutching his belly, with a cruel look on his face.

Kuno's expression was indifferent, with a hint of coldness on his face, "The two of you now kneel down and beg for mercy. Let this chick sleep with me all night, maybe I will spare you a dog!"

His words were directed at Zhuo Bufan.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan was still sitting on the sofa with the old god, and he did not show fear and fear because the other party took out the weapon.

Liu Jing was so scared that her pretty face paled long ago, and the three souls lost the seven souls.

There was a gun in the opponent's hand, Zhuo Bufan and Shijian would never fight again, and they couldn't stop each other.

"How dare you scold my son?" Shijian Liu raised his eyebrows and kicked Kuno's chest. Before his reaction, Kuno's breastbone was instantly kicked, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened with pain. No sound comes out.

The young man holding the weapon saw that his eldest brother was hit by the sword, and immediately pulled the trigger.

At the same time, the samurai sword stretched out his jade-white palm and swiped it violently. There was a clear metal crashing sound in the air. The bullet was actually blocked by the palm and shot directly into the young man's forehead, leaving a blood hole.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyuan was so scared that he sat on the ground, and the other **** also stepped back, with a look of horror on their faces.

Even bullets can be stopped back, is this still a human?

Kuno was lying on the sofa, his eyes widened, and he also showed an incredible expression.

There are also special groups of martial arts, ninjas, and onmyojis in Sang Country. Kuno has only heard that some Sang Country martial arts masters or ninjas can be fearless of bullets, but he unexpectedly kicked on the iron plate this time.

"Are you going to fight anymore?" Shi Jian snorted coldly, and raised his white chin, quite a bit like beating the injustice woman.

Ohara was so scared that he knelt on the ground with a thud, and hurriedly shouted: "My lord is forgiving... my lord is forgiving."

Kuno was also pale, with a mouthful of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was kicked by the patron just now, broke a few ribs, and could even be inserted into the lung lobe. If he is not treated in time, he may die here.

"Okay, let's go back." Zhuo Bufan stood up and said while looking at Shi Jian.

"It's the son." Shi Jian nodded obediently, and followed Zhuo Bufan to the outside of the box.

When he walked to the door, Shi Jian stopped for a while, turned his head and looked at Kuno Xiong and the others: "If you dare to trouble Mrs. Liu, I will interrupt your doglegs."

After speaking, Shi Jian and Zhuo Bufan had already left the box.

After a few seconds of silence in the whole box, someone finally asked: "Big brother, our brother has fallen, should we look for that hall?"

"How will we mix up in the future?" Ohara cursed.

"Brother Kuno, how are you doing?" Ohara stood up, walked to Kuno's side, and exclaimed, "Hurry up and take big brother to the hospital."

at this time.

At this time, Long Jianfeng and others, who had already left KTV, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will the two of them stay inside, will they be killed by Kuno?" a young man with green hair said.

"This is a prosperous area, and the two of them are Lan Guoren. Sang Guo dare not provoke Lan Guoren, or at least not dare to destroy them, otherwise it will cause trouble, but it is inevitable to suffer a little humiliation." Long Jianfeng lit. A cigarette was leaning on his BMW, and finally there was a trace of calmness on his face.

Jiang Wei sneered and said, "Who is not easy to provoke, whoever provokes the Asakusa Kendo, isn't he going to kill himself?"

Nie Ping also shook her head, seeming to sigh for Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian again.

"Young Master Long, can you help them?" Liu Jing walked to Long Jianfeng's side, bit her lip, lowered her head, with a pitiful appearance.

Long Jianfeng took a cigarette, puffed out a white smoke ring, and looked up and down Liu Jing, "You look pretty, but no matter how beautiful you are, you are the same as other women. I won't do it for you. Than and Kuno Yuo."

Liu Jing didn't expect Long Jianfeng to speak so rudely, anger and hatred, and squeezed her fists. She was really worried about Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian's safety now.

"Go, let's change to another place and continue to be happy." Long Jianfeng didn't look at Liu Jing at all, he didn't want to cause trouble.

Speaking, Long Jianfeng hugged Jiang Wei's willow waist and walked toward another street, leaving Liu Jing alone in the cold wind.

When Liu Jing came back to the restaurant in a daze, she suddenly saw Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian sitting in the restaurant eating, and she was taken aback for a moment. Then there was mist in her eyes, "You...what?"

"Xiaojing, why are you coming back now?" Shi Jian turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

"Are you all right?" Liu Jing breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian would definitely be beaten by Kuno Xiong, but there were no scars on their faces.

"What's the matter?" Liu Yanlan walked out of the kitchen at this time, holding a stack of sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.

"Mom, nothing happened." Liu Jing shook her head. She didn't want to tell her mother what had happened just now, so that she would worry about it.

Zhuo Bufan looked at Liu Yanlan and said, "My boss, your craftsmanship is good, please ask me for another bowl of rice."

"Good." Liu Yanlan smiled and walked into the back kitchen to serve Zhuo Bufan.

Shi Jian took out a gift box and said, "Your friend threw your gift in the trash can. I will help you get it back. Don't give it to that kind of friend in the future."