Nearly ten minutes later, dozens of bottles of wine were empty on the spacious wooden table.

"Gudong!" "Gudong!"

At this time, Master Luo Jiu was still tilting his head and pouring dry red wildly. The spicy wine passed through his throat, through his stomach and intestines, bringing high-purity alcohol into his stomach and immersing it in blood... As if he was not satisfied, Master Luo Jiu directly poured the wine with his left hand, and his right hand had already begun to break open another bottle of wine. The next moment, the two bottles of wine were mixed together and poured into his throat together.

Mr. Luo Jiu, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, seemed to be immersed in a wine jar, full of chaotic intoxication.

puff!

The Eagle's nose drank red all over, and finally fell to the ground in the next moment! It was like a dead pig lying limp on the ground, and there was no movement again.

"Europe……"

Everyone cheered, and Master Luo Jiu shook his hand and smashed the bottle of wine in his hand, waved: "I smashed this place for me!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The next moment, the seven or eight strong men behind Mr. Luo Jiu fucked the knives behind him, rushed into the venue frantically, and raised their hands and smashed and robbed them!

"kill!"

"I really didn't see that this Master Luo Jiu's skills are really good!" Pinqiu and Zhao Yan sat on the bar, drinking the best dry red, and enjoying the situation in the field with great interest: "Look at the old man's dagger playing, it's so dazzling!"

"Haha, if the guy who died under his dagger could get up from the ground, the world would probably not be so peaceful!" Zhao Yan grinned.

"Bang!"

The next moment, a sudden gunshot was heard, and Jinbi Guanghuang Entertainment City trembled. Everyone stopped their hands and turned to look at the door. The air was filled with a suffocating smell, and a depressing tall figure straddled the door.

At this time, nearly a hundred people rushed into the door, and blocked all entrances and exits as soon as possible. It was obvious that they were all old people.

"Master Luo Jiu!"

A low and powerful voice sounded, everyone's pupils shrank, and Maimaiti's daimyo suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.

"Hmph, it's really something that doesn't know how to live or die! I, Maimati, didn't come to you, you're going to rush to die! It seems that if you don't sink you to the bottom of the river today, you guys definitely don't know how to write the word "death"!"

Maimati snorted coldly, stepped forward a few steps, and swung his revolver with one hand, and grabbed Master Luo Jiu with the other!

Master Luo Jiu cursed, and did not retreat. He directly moved the dagger with his left hand, and immediately rushed forward.

"Peng!"

However, the dagger that was as fast as a phantom in Master Luo Jiu's hand did not play much role this time. It was directly pinched by the domineering Maimati with two fingers. Then, with a force, it cracked and instantly broke into two pieces!

The next moment, Maimati's domineering body, which was 1.9 meters tall, came forward, and his hands were like two big chains, directly tied up Luo Jiu's hands and feet. With another force on his hands, he easily raised Luo Jiu's high above his head.

"Ou!" "Ou!" "Ou!"

"I'll kill you!"

Maimati's eyes turned red, and then he stepped up to the steps on the second floor, thudding, running towards the railing on the second floor, holding up Luo Jiuye's hands, and was eager to try, as if the next moment, he would struggle to throw Luo Jiuye off the railing on the second floor!

"Hi! Curly girl..."

While Maimati was laughing wildly, showing off his might in front of his hands, he found a cucumber pinball from somewhere, wandered behind Maimati, gnawing at the cucumber, and patted Maimati's back!

"Hmm?" Mamaiti turned his head in anger.

Maimati was stunned, then furious, stretched out his legs and kicked the pinball... In the blink of an eye, a "scream" sound broke through the air, and a sharper leg shadow that was far faster than Maimati instantly crossed the sky, kicking Maimati's knee unbiasedly!

Click!

With a loud bang, Maimati fell to the ground as soon as his left leg was weak. Master Luo Jiu also took the opportunity to turn over and fall, hiding in the distance, gasping heavily. As soon as this person got older, he was particularly prone to panting and fatigue!

"Well……"

Maimaiti endured the pain, raised his head, and looked at a young man in front of him with a calm expression. A trace of madness flashed through his sinister pupils: "Ah--Go to die!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Five or six guns in Maimiti's hand, the revolver seemed to have spirituality. The bullets that were out of the cavity formed a line and pierced directly towards Zhao Yan's chest!

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

The next moment, under the noses of hundreds of gangsters in Nanlin City, an unexpected scene happened - none of the five or six bullets pierced Zhao Yan's chest, and there was not even a slight injury to the skin!

Five or six bullets seemed to hit the steel plate, and fell to the ground one after another, dinging and sprinkling a piece of bullet shell.

“What…what?”

Maimati stared at Zhao Yan incredibly, as if he had seen the most absurd scene in the world - Superman Arrival?

"boom……"

The next moment, in the entire magnificent place, all the guys who witnessed this scene with their own eyes roared madly, tearing their hair on their scalp with their hands frantically, and still couldn't believe that all this was true!

"Haha, this wine tastes good!"

Zhao Yan took a sip of the wine in the glass and licked his lips. It seemed that it was not a big deal to match Maimaitaifang. Looking around, Zhao Yan had already had seven or eight points of confidence in his heart. He knew that his powerful attack and unparalleled powerful body had deeply shocked everyone present. Fighting with the gangster, he was not afraid of losing, but being missed!

Zhao Yan is naturally not afraid of any danger, but he is always unhappy when he is thinking about it all day long. Now he has shown his strength and fully made all the gangsters present, including Maimaiti, realize the huge gap between him and himself!

"Well, I heard that you are very arrogant, occupying a lot of things, and suppressing Master Luo Jiu."

Zhao Yan looked at Maimati, who was sweating coldly, and said contemptuously: "Logically speaking, I should have killed you, but the weather is good today, and I don't want to kill anyone. Why not do this? I will cut off your hands and kick, and then you take your subordinates and get out of Nanlin City. The further you go, the better. Never let me see you!"

"I don't know, what are the conditions?" Zhao Yan squatted down and said with a gentle smile.

"No……"

Before Maimati could rise, Zhao Yan suddenly spit out the red wine in his mouth. The wine rippled with flames, directly burning Maimati's hair into a pile of flames. The next moment, with a "bang!", Zhao Yan simply removed one of Maimati's arms, twisted and pulled, and his bones were shattered!

"Aoah..."

Maimati let out a roar like a pig and rolled on the ground frantically. His painful and miserable appearance was the gangsters who had been killing people and robbing people all year round, and were also heartbroken.

At the same time, everyone's hearts were covered with a layer of haze! I became even more afraid of this young man who was coming in the air!

"I said, who are you guys holding a knife to scare? You rolled to the corner of the wall quickly and sang "Eighteen Touches" twenty times?" The pinball leaned on the railing and pointed at nearly a hundred gangsters downstairs.

"Well……"

Nearly one hundred gangsters were stunned and stood there with a scimitar in their hands, not knowing what to do. Until Zhao Yan turned around and showed a sinister smile. Everyone no longer hesitated, threw away the knives in their hands, rushed to the corner of the wall, squatted or kneeled, and sang "Eighteen Touches" at the top of their throats.

A few unskilled guys stammered and sang hard, almost burst into tears.
Chapter completed!