Without any greeting, Han Feng walked towards the thin middle-aged man, because he was the owner of the bar and the target of Han Feng's trip.
The middle-aged man frowned as he watched Han Feng approaching and tapped the table with his fingers. The two bald men behind his seat wearing sunglasses immediately put their hands into the inner pockets of their suit jackets.
Han Feng knew that the two bald bodyguards were preparing to draw their guns.
However, he was still not afraid and walked over as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.
As he passed the center of the dance floor, Han Feng saw the short fat man pulling out his erection, and then a stream of body essence shot onto the woman's forehead, nose, and mouth...
What made Han Feng even more disgusted was that the woman actually stuck out her tongue and licked the ones on her lips...
Taking a closer look, Han Feng saw that the short fat man had a thorny face, and that his neck was so short that it was almost non-existent and was full of fat. He also saw that the fat belly of the short fat man was covered with black hair, and he felt even more nauseous.
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The short fat man was proud of his feat, waving to the men and women around him, as if he were a leader in a military parade. When he happened to be facing Han Feng, he saw the expression on Han Feng's face, and his smile suddenly froze.
Because the "battlefield" centered on the short fat man was relatively empty, Han Feng, who was too lazy to squeeze in, chose to pass by. Unexpectedly, the short fat man stopped him and grabbed Han Feng's hand with his fleshy palm.
Neckline.
"Damn it, what's your expression?!"
A strange smell of male hormones hit his nostrils, making Han Feng feel even more dizzy. Looking at the fat man's fat palms and the glistening liquid on them, Han Feng couldn't bear it any longer and raised his knees hard.
It hit the crotch of the short fat man.
With Han Feng's skills, how could the short fat man block him? Han Feng's knee directly hit the vital position.
Although the fat man weighed two hundred and fifty kilograms, Han Feng's knee lift still knocked him away.
Bang!
The fat man hit the ground on all fours, his fat body trembling wildly, and he howled in pain.
Suddenly, the rock music in the bar stopped, and a spotlight cast a circle of light on Han Feng.
There were two arrogant young men beside the fat man, but they were completely stupid at this time. Brother Ma and them had always been unscrupulous in this bar, and this was the first time someone dared to take action against Brother Ma.
The bar owner sitting on the side relaxed his brows a little at this time, and the two bodyguards behind him were about to move, but they were stopped by his wave of hands.
Han Feng looked at the short fat man lying flat on the ground, and the area below his belly was as dark as a jungle. No one could find the fat man. He couldn't help but said with contempt: "I was hit, and I didn't even dare to show my head!"
At this time, everyone heard that Han Feng was laughing at the short fat guy because he was too short. They all wanted to laugh, but did not dare to laugh.
"Damn it, chop this guy up and feed it to the dogs!"
The short fat man struggled to sit up, pointed at Han Feng and shouted.
Only then did the two angry young men come to their senses. They pulled out a gleaming short knife from their waists and rushed towards Han Feng. However, they all flew out within a second and lay on the ground.
Holding my crotch, I couldn't stand up anymore.
The woman who had been raped before and then enjoyed it very much looked around with a confused look on her face. Then she took care of her appearance. After wiping the dirt on her face, she patted her butt and left.
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Such a woman really deserves to be fucked!
Han Feng didn't bother to pay attention to the fat man and went straight to the table where the bar owner was sitting.
At this time, a thug with a face as bruised and swollen as a pig's head ran from the private room to the bar owner, clutching his stomach. Then he pointed at Han Feng and cursed: "Boss, this bastard injured more than a dozen of our brothers!"
Behind the pig-headed thug, there was another person. This person was wearing a white stand-up collar suit, with snow-white hair, and his face was sickly white, as if he had just been fished out of a white dye vat.
When Han Feng saw this person, his eyes suddenly narrowed. He had seen this white-haired man before when he was attacked by a gunman on the highway. At that time, the white-haired man ran away when the police arrived and did not meet Han Feng.
Feng fought, but Han Feng could feel that this person must have some skills.
Before Han Feng could reach the bar owner, the bar owner had already stood up and said loudly: "The business hours are up today. Let's come back and play again tomorrow."
Although there are still some unsatisfied customers in the bar, or those who want to watch the excitement, they do not dare to stay, because it is obvious that they have to solve a problem, and there are some things that cannot be seen. Everyone knows this, so they are very happy.
He walked towards the bar door knowingly.
In just a few minutes, the bar door was closed again, and all the guests and staff left.
The short fat man had already stood up, but moved to the side of the bar owner and said: "Brother Hao, this guy just made me humiliate on your territory. I hope Brother Hao can make the decision for me, and I won't embarrass Brother Hao."
, If I don’t want this kid’s life, I just need to take off one of his legs!”
At this point, the short fat man asked Han Feng viciously: "Did you kick me with that leg just now?"
Han Feng glanced at the short fat man and didn't pay any attention to the plan. He just said to the bar owner: "Actually, I came to you just to inquire about something."
