Yan Murong laughed angrily at Li Quan's words. He had always done this kind of thing. How could he let others do it to him again?
To put it nicely, Li Quan and the others are senior security guards at the club. But after taking off their suits, they are actually no different from gangsters on the street. They are just a little more senior than them.
When the two men in black suits heard Li Quan's words, they reached out and pulled out the sticks from their waists, and walked towards Yan Murong menacingly.
"You come or I come?" Yan Murong turned to look at Hua Cuo and asked.
"Come here. There are many of them and they have weapons. I can't beat them." Huacuo smiled and took a step back. At the same time, Yan Murong's figure had already rushed forward.
"Bang."
Before the opponent could swing the stick down, Yan Murong's foot had already been kicked out, directly hitting the chest of the person in front. Then, he reached out and grabbed it. The person behind him was caught by Yan Murong before he could swing down the stick. He put it in his hand, exerted force with one hand, and pulled hard. The man's body began to lean forward due to his unstable center of gravity. At the same time, Yan Murong's knees also pushed up.
A kick and a knee. It didn't even take ten seconds. The two black suits fell to the ground with painful expressions on their faces. Yan Murong used his strength very skillfully. The two black suits couldn't stand up for a while.
Seeing Yan Murong deal with his two men so neatly, Li Quan's expression changed, and his hand touched his waist.
"If you dare to take out the gun, I will break your hand." Yan Murong looked at Li Quan and said coldly.
Hearing Yan Murong's words, Li Quan's movements froze for an instant. The hand that touched his lower back was put back. He looked at Yan Murong and said in a deep voice, "Do you know where this place is? How dare you make trouble here."
"It's so funny." Yan Murong laughed angrily at Li Quan's words. "We are here to spend money, and you came in to make trouble. Now you want me to complain first. Isn't it interesting?"
"Okay. I wish you have a good time." Li Quan gritted his teeth. He didn't care about the two men on the ground. He turned around and walked out of the door.
"call-----"
As soon as Li Quan turned around, he felt a strong wind coming from behind him. He subconsciously checked his head.
"Bang-----click-----"
The strong wind blew past his face. When he saw clearly, he found that a wine bottle had been smashed on the door panel. It shattered on the ground. He turned around angrily and saw Yan Murong's face full of anger. She looked at him with a smile, holding an empty wine bottle and bouncing it around in her hand.
"What do you mean?" Li Quan asked, staring at Yan Murong with a gloomy face.
"What do you think?" Yan Murong curled her lips disdainfully. "If you can beat me, then beat me. If you have broken arms and legs, if you can't beat me, I'll leave. How can there be such a reason?"
"Then what do you want?" Li Quan stared at the bottle in Yan Murong's hand and said, "This is not a place for you to cause trouble."
"Oh." Yan Murong looked confused. "Who is the boss here?"
"You don't deserve to know." Li Quan shook his head. "Everyone gives in. I won't embarrass you today. You can go."
"You mean to let us go today and find opportunities for revenge in the future." Yan Murong said with a half-smile. "That won't work. I don't want anyone to be thinking about me behind my back all day long."
"you-----"
Just as Li Quan was about to speak, he suddenly felt a figure in front of him flicker. Then, before he could even react, he was kicked solidly in the chest.
"哐-----"
There was a muffled sound. Yan Murong's kick was so powerful that he was kicked backwards towards the door. The door panel could not withstand the pressure due to the huge impact and collapsed suddenly.
"Hua Cuo, keep an eye on him." Yan Murong pointed at the goatee man standing aside with straight eyes. "If you dare to move, throw him out."
After saying that, Yan Murong walked out of the door. He looked at Li Quan who was lying on the ground, coughing up blood and trying to stand up. He knelt down and said, "You are unlucky today. I was in a good mood today. But there are always Flies are spinning around in front of my eyes. It annoys me."
Yan Murong lied. In fact, he has not been in a very good mood recently. He was already a little angry due to a series of things that Zheng Wuming did. Today, he was provoked by the goatee man twice in a row. So, Li Quan Became a pitiful punching bag.
"You ----- you are making trouble here. You can't leave." Li Quan said tremblingly. His face was full of fear for Yan Murong.
"You're still threatening me now." Yan Murong looked at Li Quan helplessly and said, "By the way, I hate it when others threaten me. So, you have to be punished for threatening me."
As he spoke, Yan Murong bent down and lifted Li Quan up from the ground. With a strong shake, Li Quan's burly body was as if it had been hit head-on by a speeding car. It hit the door panel of the opposite compartment directly. .Then passed through the door panel and smashed into the box.
As soon as he walked into the box opposite, Yan Murong was stunned by the scene inside.
There were quite a few people in this box. There were more than a dozen men and women. They did not sing or drink. Instead, they twisted their bodies crazily to the explosive songs coming from the speakers. There was a palm of white paper on the coffee table. A small pile of white powder is scattered on the white paper.
Li Quan was thrown in by Yan Murong. The men and women in the box were also stunned. The music suddenly stopped.
"Hey, it's you." Yan Murong looked at the group of men and women in front of him and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Yan Murong."
The king of kings was sitting on the sofa, holding a scantily clad woman in his arms. When he saw Yan Murong coming in, he couldn't help but be startled.
"It's me." Yan Murong said with a smile on his face. "It seems that we are quite destined - but don't worry. I'm not here for you today. I'm just dealing with two idiots. You continue. Don't worry about me."
"Li Quan." The king of kings looked at Li Quan, who was lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and said, "Where is the Qiangzi?"
"Qiangzi." Yan Murong muttered in confusion, and then said with a look of confusion on his face, "Oh, you are talking about the man with the goatee. Don't worry, I didn't hit him ----- eh. You know him. He's yours."
"He is my person." The king of kings pushed the woman in his arms away and looked at Yan Murong. "It was a misunderstanding this time. I didn't know that you were the person he wanted to take revenge on."
"Misunderstanding." Yan Murong chuckled and asked, pointing to Li Quan on the ground. "What about him? He is also yours."
"No." The King of Kings shook his head and denied. "He is the security director of the club. He has nothing to do with me. But he is Qiangzi's brother-in-law."
"Understood." Yan Murong nodded clearly and asked. "He just said that I can't make trouble here-----I'm a little curious. The boss here has a lot of background."
"It's Sister Dong." said the King of Kings.
"Yeah. Dong Wuyan." Yan Murong was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed. "Then I'll feel relieved."