Chapter 36: Group Beating!

  "Thank you for me, young master." Wang Zheng directly snatched the roses from the two women's hands and threw them into the dance pool.

  Without a doubt, the two bouquets of roses triggered a frenzy of cheering and screaming among the men and women in the ballroom, and the atmosphere of the entire nightclub was pushed to a ** by Wang Zheng's move.

  "Bottoms up or you're buying! This is zero hour!" Qiang Dongfeng slapped the railing and came out with what he thought was a very stylish line.

  Wang Zhong threw away the flowers and patted the shoulder of the little brother who was standing by, staring blankly: "Tell your young master that if he wants to send flowers, let him come over himself. He's not qualified to show off in front of me."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Zhēng raised his head and gave a middle finger gesture in the direction of Qiáng Dōngfēng.

  "Damn it! It's actually him!" Jiang Dongfeng finally got a clear look at Wang Zheng's face, a face he had dreamed of smashing to pieces.

  His palm was pierced by a sharp knife and nailed to the dinner table in front of everyone, causing Qiang Dongfeng to suffer unprecedented humiliation and stay at home for several days without going out. The key is that there is still the threat from the Emperor's Hall, which makes Qiang Dongfeng very nervous. However, after waiting for a long time, Zero Point Entertainment City has been safe and sound all along, which also made Qiang Dongfeng breathe a sigh of relief.

  "A gentleman does not take revenge!"

  Qiang Dongfeng is a ruthless man, as evidenced by his ability to endure the pain of pulling out the knife from between his finger bones. In his opinion, as long as he can vent that evil breath on that day, there's nothing he won't sacrifice.

  Even if he had to demolish this nightclub, he wouldn't mind at all.

  Moreover, this is Qiang Dongfeng's own territory, and a mere man can't stir up much trouble here. Even if something happens, his father will still be there to protect him. Besides, Qiang Dongfeng doesn't even believe anything out of the ordinary will happen today.

  "Let Lin Xi bring out the team he has been training, and it's time for the Entertainment City to show off its skills!" Qiang Dongfeng threw down his cigarette butt, then gave Wang Zhen a middle finger gesture with his right hand, which was wrapped in bandages.

  Wang Zheng smiled and sat back in his seat, took a sip of juice, and didn't care at all.

  A middle-aged man with a cold and stern expression, accompanied by a group of people wearing black tight-fitting clothes and holding steel batons, appeared at the door. There were about forty or fifty people, and their sudden appearance caused screams from the crowd in the bar.

  Those who have been in the nightclub for a long time understand that at this moment, it is definitely going to be a gang fight or even a shootout. Of course, the scale of this incident looks quite large.

  "Hurry up!"

  Just now still crazily twisting people at this moment in a chaotic mess, like a swarm of bees rushing to the door. No joke, one's own life is important, these little hooligans from the underworld fight with their lives on the line, at this time not running, could it be that you want to lose your life while watching the excitement?

  These men in black made way for the exit, letting the crowd leave, but they stared at Wang Zheng with a tiger's gaze.

  Wang Zheng didn't move, Shangguan Shi Shi didn't move, but Han Xing Ye was looking around.

  "Are you afraid?" Wang Zheng asked with a smile.

  "Of course I'm not afraid, aren't you here with me?" Shangguan Shi gave Wang Zheng a confident smile, but in Wang Zheng's eyes, this smile seemed awkward and contained some other implication.

  "This, there are many people." Han Xingye looked a bit hesitant: "Wang Zheng, do you want me to call Old Han for help?"

  "No need, however much comes, we'll take it all." Wang Zheng finished the juice in his cup and said to Han Xingye, "Do you still remember what I said earlier about a way to vent without using alcohol? It's fighting!"

  Qiang Dongfeng saw from upstairs that the scene was almost clear, so he waved his hand and shouted: "Lin Xide, take action for me, beat him to death!"

  The middle-aged man with a flat head looked at Qiang Dongfeng, nodded, and still had an expressionless face. He turned his body sideways, waved his hand, and the black-clothed men with a strong killing intent rushed towards Wang Zhong with steel bars.

  But not everyone who wears black clothes can become Will Smith. Not anyone can be a Man in Black.

  "Hide behind me!"

  Wang Zheng stood up, swung his arm, and the glass in his hand smashed into the face of the black-clad man who was rushing forward!

  The glass shattered on his face, and the poor guy didn't even have time to let out a miserable cry before he fell straight down with blood all over his face! The force of the impact caused an eerie rebound effect, splashing blood everywhere!

  Wang Zhong and the black-clad army were separated by a distance of one dance pool. If it wasn't necessary, our King Killer wouldn't even bother to use his fists. In his words, as the captain of the Dragon Scales, using guns every time was the most useless display, and physical contact with the opponent was even more useless.

  After knocking one down, Wang Zhong sat down with a big smile on his face, picked up the glass cups on both sides, and swung them out one after another. The glass cups flew through the air, reflecting the dazzling colors of the dance floor lights.

  With a "whooshing" sound, glass cups accurately smashed onto the black-clothed man's face one by one. After each hit, everyone was left with a bloody face and fainted to the ground, no one knew how much force Wang Zhēn had put into each strike.

  However, even if Wang Zhong's speed was faster, the short distance of a dance pool only allowed him to knock over about ten of them. Although he had blocked the opponent's momentum, his main force was now only two or three steps away from himself.

  It's got to be said that their instructors are quite capable if they can train a team like this.

  At this time, Wang Zhong stood up and took the bottle of red wine that Qiang Dongfeng had handed over, and poured it out again!

  This bottle of red wine was like a shell, flying rapidly in a parabolic arc over the remaining thirty or forty black-clad men, and smashing directly into the man with a crew cut standing at the back!

  Catch the thief first catch the king, Wang Zheng also saw that this plain-headed man was the leader of this team.

  That cold and handsome man coolly kicked his leg, directly kicking the red wine into a powder. This bottle of expensive red wine was scattered all over the sky, falling to the ground like bloodstains.

  He didn't have time to care about the outcome of this wine bottle, and at the same time, Wang Zhong had already clashed with that group of black-clothed men!

  Facing thirty or forty men armed with steel clubs, Wang Zhong couldn't retreat half a step. If he retreated, it would threaten the safety of Shangguan Shi and Han Xingye.

  Although Wang Zhong is a very unqualified bodyguard, he always thinks he's very competent, for example, bringing them to the bar to experience fighting, which is good for their growth. Of course, this is just Wang Da Bao Yu's one-sided idea. Now, the two girls behind him are very excited, or more precisely, they're overexcited.

  Now, Han Xingye and Shang Guan Shi are screaming and shouting with excitement, Wang Zheng beats down one person after another, these two heartless little girls are also shouting and screaming, their faces filled with excitement!

  Wang Zheng stood at the edge of the dance floor, with a somewhat majestic aura, whether it was punching or kicking, he was aiming for the vital parts, either the groin, neck, or eyes, and everyone who got hit just once would lose their ability to stand up again in a short period of time!

  Briefly makes one's heart tremble!

  When Wang Da Xia Shou also started being forced to use what he thought was the most inferior attacking method, it was truly the beginning of slaughter!

  Of course, the ordinary brawl in a bar is not a battlefield slaughter, but this small-scale brawl looks like it's just the opposite - as if one person is beating up a group of people!

  In a short while, the dance floor was filled with groaning black-clad people. The large venue had about fifty people lying down, which was quite visually striking.

  Soon, Wang Zheng and the bald-headed man were unobstructed in front of them!

  "Wang Zheng, why don't you leave one for us?" Han Xingye shouted from behind, panting.

  No time to bother with this ill-mannered little girl, Wang Zheng was narrowing his eyes to size up the man standing opposite him.

  His face was stern, with a flat head and a sharp jawline that seemed to be full of explosive power. In contrast, Wang Zhēn's well-groomed little white face looked harmless to both humans and animals.

  Wang Zheng looked at the guy in front of him with a smile that was not quite a smile, while the cold and stern man also stared back at Wang Zheng, his eyes revealing something indescribable.

  "My name is Lin Xide," said the flat-headed man.

  "Good name." Wang Zhong praised, but had no intention of reporting his name.

  Lin Xi's self-introduction has two reasons.

  He saw that Wang Zhong's fist and footwork were so impressive, and at this time, although they were enemies, he had a desire to make friends with him and felt a sense of admiration for each other. He also wanted to know his opponent's name, and the fight was also a way to get to know each other better.

  The second is - Lin Xi's feet are numb!

  He was stalling for time, but there was no way to avoid it. The red wine bottle that had been thrown over earlier came with a speed and momentum that was both fast and accurate, and at this speed, it could still draw an arc, heading straight for him. Lin Xi thought he couldn't dodge the bottle, so he used his extraordinary explosive power to kick the bottle into smithereens.

  But he didn't expect that the force on the wine bottle was too great, and although his kick successfully shattered the bottle, the contained force directly numbed his ankle to toe!

  That was a numbness, since practicing martial arts, Lin Xi had never encountered such an opponent!

  Knowing that the man in front of her was not to be underestimated, Lin Xi took a deep breath, stomped her feet twice, letting the numbness in her soles slowly dissipate. With a low growl, she transformed into a agile leopard, taking several large strides to charge across the dance floor. A fierce kick shot straight towards Wang Zhen's head!

  This explosive force is truly powerful and terrifying!

  "Too impractical."

  Facing such a ruthless move, Wang Zhong surprisingly still had time to shake his head, and then gave an evaluation that made Lin Xi's ears bleed.