The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 12

Blue Moon Bar is not very famous in Longjing, but the environment is absolutely elegant.Most of the people who come here are urban white-collar workers and gold-collar workers. Due to the pressure of work during the day, they come here to relax at night.

As soon as YangMeng walked into the bar, he felt a difference. The soft lighting and the elegant Guzheng music made one feel light all over. This place is indeed a good place for decompression.

He looked around, and found a burly man in casual clothes, sitting in front of the bar and fine-tuning a beautiful bartender, who else is it not Dai Feng?
Walking over with a calm face, ignoring the coquettish Dai Feng, YangMeng sat down on the high chair, knocked on the bar, and said, "Have a glass of vodka, and put some ice cubes for me!"

The beautiful bartender, who was so teased by Dai Feng, got rid of Dai Feng's big hand, and said softly: "Okay, please wait a moment!"

Dai Feng turned his head and glanced at Yang Meng who had an ugly face, and said, "Fuck, you didn't say hello to my brother when you came? Why did you put on such a stinky face? What's wrong? Who bullied you? Brother help you Settle it!"

"Sir, your wine!" The bartender handed YangMeng a goblet, which contained spirits with ice cubes.

YangMeng picked up the wine glass, drank it without frowning, and said, "It's okay, I just want to drink! Give me another glass!"

Dai Feng snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, brother, I will risk my life to accompany the gentleman today! Beauty, bring me a glass of vodka too!"

The beautiful bartender smiled coquettishly, and also poured Dai Feng a glass.

The two of them didn't speak, just drinking one cup after another. When they were enjoying themselves, the elegant music not far away suddenly stopped, and the hall of the bar fell into chaos, but it soon calmed down, and then the sound of What was heard was the woman's cries of pain and help.

The two stood up immediately, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the hall, only to see a lot of people gathered in the middle of the hall, the voices of men yelling and women screaming could be heard from the crowd from time to time.

"What's the situation?" Dai Feng glanced at Yang Meng and asked suspiciously.

YangMeng rolled his eyes, and said: "You ask me, who should I ask? Let's go and have a look together!"

The two had just walked to the back of the crowd, and there was another commotion in the crowd. A 21-year-old girl in very sexy clothes with loose hair and ragged clothes squeezed out of the crowd. Behind her were two and A girl about her age desperately stopped five youths in their 20s.

Among the five youths, one was dressed in leather shoes and looked very elegant, while the other four had colorfully dyed hair and strange clothes. They looked like gangsters in the society.

At this moment, with ferocious expressions on their faces, they punched and kicked the two girls who stopped them cursingly.

After a while, a gangster with dyed yellow hair seemed to be tired from beating and stopped beating the two women.Looking up and seeing the girl who had squeezed into the crowd, she rushed over with a curse, kicked her as soon as she raised her foot.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful big hand grabbing the back of his neck, and there were bursts of unbearable pain, and then his whole body flew back upside down.

With a "plop", it slammed hard on a marble table not far away, and rolled down. The joints of the whole body seemed to be falling apart, and it took a long time to get up.

"I'm an idiot, what the hell, dare to hit me." Huang Mao's eyes flashed with mad hostility, he grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and swung it at Yang Meng who was standing in front of him.

In the corner of the bar, sat two young men in casual clothes.

Among them, a thin young man said: "The third young master of the Yang family is in danger, do you want to do it?"

"No, fifth young master is not a vegetarian, the third young master of the Yang family will be fine!" Another young man shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the center of the hall.

……

Dai Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect Yang Meng to make a move suddenly, and with such great strength in his hands, the yellow hair must have weighed [-] to [-] catties, yet he was thrown out by Yang Meng all at once.

In fact, YangMeng also played a trick. During the whole afternoon, he drew the aura in Jade Guanyin, which mainly strengthened the abilities of ears, hands and feet. If someone punched him at this moment, YangMeng would also fly upside down. vomiting blood.

"What the hell, you dare to hit me? Damn, I think you're bored, don't you?" Huang Mao went into a rage, roared angrily, picked up the beer bottle on the table and threw it at Yang Meng.

There was another commotion among the crowd of onlookers. After all, the proportions of YangMeng and the yellow-haired young man were there. With YangMeng's stick-like figure, it was difficult to win over the yellow-haired young man, so they all closed their eyes subconsciously. My eyes are closed and I can't bear to look any more.

Seeing that the beer bottle in Huang Mao's hand was about to hit Yang Meng's head, Yang Meng dodged slightly, picked up the wine bottle on one side of the table, and smashed it hard on Huang Mao's head .

YangMeng's attack on this little bastard who beat up a woman was not so light. A beer bottle was thrown down, Huang Mao's head was instantly split open, and blood flowed out in an instant.

Then, he kicked the yellow hair upside down, and said disdainfully: "Fuck, play hard with me, when I fight, you and he haven't been weaned yet."

Just at this moment, the bar hall, which was still a little noisy, suddenly fell silent.

A young man with a bald head and a nose ring on his nose felt that he was being suppressed by Yang Meng, and he couldn't get off the stage, but when he saw so many people on his side, he couldn't help but become more courageous, and pointed at Yang Meng's face through gritted teeth. The nose scolded: "Where did you come from, you little bastard, you dare to meddle in Lao Tzu's business, and you don't go out to inquire, who is Lao Tzu?"

"With a bull ring on my nose, I hate people pointing at my nose and talking, please be more honest!" YangMeng grabbed the finger in front of him unceremoniously, and broke it hard.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp bone shattering sound, and the bald head's right index finger twisted weirdly.

"Ah! My hand!" The bald head screamed, "Give him back what are you doing in a daze, kill this little bastard for me!"

The other two gangsters looked at each other, raised their fists and rushed forward.

"Brother Feng!" YangMeng sneered and called softly.

Just now YangMeng played so well, Dai Feng already felt itchy, but when he heard YangMeng's voice at this moment, it was like the voice of a fairy.He aimed at a red-haired young man and kicked him hard.

"what!"

Hearing a scream from the little bastard, he flew upside down, slammed into the wall seven or eight meters away, and fell down.

(End of this chapter)