Aji appeared like a ghost behind Mencha's sitting position in the booth, blocking the seat, strangling his neck with his left hand, and pressing the dagger in his right hand against the blood vessels in his neck.
The knife is sharp.
A line of blood oozed from the junction between the sharp blade and the neck.
Everyone was shocked when Ah Ji suddenly appeared behind them. The six gun-wielding men subconsciously turned their guns and pointed them at Ah Ji:
"Put down the knife!"
"You are looking for death!"
Several people were held hostage by Mian Cha and did not dare to move rashly.
Ah Ji sneered, glanced at them with disdain, and sharpened the edge of the knife in his hand.
“Say it carefully if you have something to say!”
Miancha tried his best to slow down his voice, but the pain in his neck made him dare not move his raised hand at all:
"I can give it to you as much as you want, right?"
Then he shouted angrily at the gun-wielding cavalrymen: "Stand back, you bunch of losers!"
Song Zihao and Mark Li couldn't help but glance at each other when they saw Ah Ji's unfamiliar face, and they both saw a sense of unfamiliarity in each other's eyes.
"Get the fuck out of here!"
Wuying cursed and stretched out his hand to pull Ma Zai, who was standing outside, and slapped him with a big mouth:
"Put down the guns, put them all down!"
"Bring it to you!"
The few horses dared not speak out in anger. Seeing that the boss Miancha didn't say anything, they could only let the big black star be captured by the crow flies and gritted their teeth to make way for them.
As for Andy, he went to the back to call someone.
"Tsk, tsk."
Ji Bu walked over calmly, came to Mencha, and looked him up and down first.
"Crack!"
Without any warning, Ji Bu raised his hand and slapped Mencha in the face with a big mouth.
"Are you from abroad?"
"Crack!"
The backhand is another big mouth.
"Are you a desperado?"
"Pah?"
"You look down on people from the Hong Kong community?!"
He slapped her several times in succession, which instantly stunned the man. His left and right cheeks became red and swollen.
"brother."
Mian Cha opened his mouth, but after a few slaps he was completely convinced: "No, no, I was just talking casually."
At this moment, Miancha dared to get angry but dared not speak out, and his mental activity was obvious.
I just arrived in Hong Kong Island from northern Myanmar today, and I haven't had any conflicts with anyone. It's impossible to offend a local snake.
Could it be that he belongs to Song Zihao?
but.
This person doesn't seem to be familiar with Song Zihao or the others. He hasn't even spoken to either of them since he came here.
"hehe."
Ji Bu then folded and sat on the sofa, stretched out his little finger to pick his ears, and looked at Miancha sideways:
"Friend, if you let others drink urine in a nightclub, isn't it too strong for your taste?!"
"Misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
Miancha couldn't figure out Ji Bu's origin for the time being, so he said with a smile: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
He glanced at the handsome guy behind him who was called out by Hua Zai from the private room and surrounded him. He didn't dare to cause trouble and explained again:
"Brother Hao and I are friends."
"Friend?"
Ji Bu turned his head, his eyes lingered on the trembling Mark Li for a moment, and then looked at Song Zihao:
"Are you friends with them?!"
"snort!"
Song Zihao snorted coldly and waved his hand: "It was before, but it's not now."
He didn't know Ji Bu.
but.
Now this person is obviously coming to help, and Song Zihao is very grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.
Drinking urine in a nightclub is an extremely ridiculous and ironic thing to do. Without this handsome boy, tonight would be a huge embarrassment.
"ah."
Ji Bu nodded in agreement when he heard this: "That's right. If your friends don't let them drink urine in the nightclub again, then you are bullying them?"
Speaking of which.
He stood up from his seat, put his feet up on the table, and looked down at Miancha:
"Why, before you do anything, you didn't go and find out, is this place owned by Brother Kun?!"
"Fuck your mother, who the hell gave you the courage to come to our place and bully people?!"
"no."
Mian Cha looked at Ji Bu who was looking at him eagerly, licked his lips and explained quickly: "I'm a newbie here and don't understand the rules. I apologize. I apologize."
"That's right."
Ji Bu was obviously very satisfied with Miancha's attitude and nodded very helpfully: "Wouldn't it be better if I had this attitude earlier?"
"hehe."
Mencha nodded and bowed with a smile: "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss."
"I won't embarrass you either."
Ji Bu glanced sideways at the large glass of foaming urine on the table and wrote lightly:
"Drink this cup of urine and you can leave."
"good!"
Mian Cha agreed immediately and shouted to Ma Zai beside him: "Come here and drink it!"
Ma Zai definitely refused, but after being glared at by the inspector, he could only walk over timidly, unwilling to do so.
"friend!"
Ji Bu frowned and squinted at his fingernails: "I think you may have misunderstood me."
"This little urine is enough for any of you to drink?!"
His tone was a little higher, and he shouted to Wuying: "Wuying, go give them a super double."
"One more drink, one for each person!"
"good!"
Wu Fei was the most excited about this kind of thing. He picked up the ice bucket on the table and ran to the toilet.
In the nightclub.
Enough wine.
When it comes to peeing, it must be enough.
If you just drink a few sips of beer, you won't be able to urinate as much as you want. The pee is ready to drink, so it's guaranteed to be fresh.
soon.
Eight cups filled with clear yellow urine were placed on the table, arranged neatly and with a sense of ceremony.
Super double!
Ji Bu raised his palm:
"drink!"
"drink!"
behind.
A group of Ji Bu's handsome boys shouted in unison, with such momentum that the Miancha people trembled.
Mencha's horse boys looked at each other and looked at Mencha and his "sister" Mina again.
"Are you serious?"
Minna smoothed her long hair on both sides of her ears and looked at Ji Bu: "You let us go after we drink?!"
The voice she spoke in turned out to be a woman's voice.
"Oh."
Ji Bu didn't even look at her, and said disdainfully, "I, Ji Bu, always keep my word and keep my promises!"
Menna didn't say anything more after hearing this. She looked at Mencha and said something quickly in a language that no one could understand.
Ji Bu squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette, taking in all Mina's words.
Others can't understand it, but he understands it.
They spoke the language of northern Myanmar, which roughly meant that they had other things to do this time, and they would deal with this kid after finishing that matter.
A few seconds later.
"As a human being, don't kill everyone!"
Mian Cha looked at Ji Bu with a livid face, gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "You are making yourself angry by doing this."
"On Hong Kong Island, your gun can kill people."
Ji Bu looked at Miancha expressionlessly and said loudly: "My knife can also cut your throat and seal it with one blade!"
"Aji!"
Following Ji Bu's order, the force of the knife in Aji's hand increased and he pressed down a little.
The blood line that was still faintly visible on Mian Cha's neck has begun to gather blood beads on the blade.
"I drink!"
Mencha felt the pain coming from his neck, and completely surrendered without any hesitation, roaring:
"What the hell are you still doing standing here, drinking!"
For a while.
The scene of several people drinking urine from a cup, accompanied by the sound of nausea and vomiting, and vomiting while drinking, is as exciting as you want.
"Go away."
Ji Bu slapped his nose with a look of disgust on his face, but did not embarrass them any more: "Get out, all of you, get out!"
"Boy, you have the guts!"
Mencha was let go by Aji, and he covered his bleeding neck with his palms and walked outside without looking back.
then.
He turned around again: "If you have the guts, tell me your name!"
