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The hands on her shoulders kept flashing in front of her eyes just now, Lu Chen pulled the corners of his lips coldly, and the sharp side face was fully displayed in the dim light.

The cuffs were rolled up to the crook of his arms, revealing his strong forearms. When he turned his face again, his eyes were as cold as a knife, staring at the man who had just got up from the ground, his murderous aura surged.

Dare to touch her... court death!

A black wine bottle rushed towards the door with a strong wind.

Tilting his head slightly to dodge, he hit the visitor's jaw with a left hook.Turning sideways, he squeezed the fist that was swung from the right side like lightning, twisted it hard in the opposite direction, and folded it down hard.The bone sound was crisp, and the hand of the person who came directly was crippled.He intercepted the flying wine bottle and swung it with his strength. The thick black bottle hit the heads of other accomplices and burst, and he kicked the flying people in the bloody water...

In the midst of howling ghosts and howling wolves, he is a demon from hell, specially here to clean up this group of unknown things!The movement was so fast that the naked eye couldn't see it clearly, Lu Chen was as powerful as a bamboo, and went straight to the person who had the guts to put his hand on her shoulder.

Meet the Buddha and kill the Buddha!

9 on 1

There is an overwhelming advantage in numbers, but there is suspense in the outcome.

Who is Luchen?In order to protect Xia Jiaoyang, he was able to play with guns and ammunition handy, not to mention this kind of child's close combat like playing house.In the scene where he could win by fighting against a group of overindulgent second-generation ancestors, he didn't have any defense at all, his face was wide open, and his moves were fierce and deadly.

The scene was chaotic, wine glasses and bottles were broken into pieces, and the neatly arranged sofas were skewed.

On the table, on the ground, and on the sofa, there were glass shards shining with cold light everywhere, and several of them were knocked down in a haphazard manner around them. Occasionally, they were swept away by his strong wind, and there was a series of painful wailings.

The people who were affected by the disaster fled away in a panic, for fear of causing this unexpected disaster.In an instant, the screams of the men and the screams of the women covered the sound of the music.

Wang Min, the only one left at the scene, couldn't even stand up after being punched hard in the abdomen by him, panting heavily in pain.With scarlet eyes and chattering teeth, Lu Chen grabbed his collar and lifted it up. The 1.8-meter man is like a powerless puppet, at his mercy.

The big palm was claw-shaped and stuck on Wang Ming's face. Lu Chen aimed the back of his head at the glass shards on the table, and smashed it down amidst the screams around him.

A loud bang!

A corner of the huge tempered glass collapsed, and there were no screams at the scene.

God, murdered? !

The dark red blood quickly smeared from the back of Wang Ming's head, and the area became wider and wider. The blood spread along the edge of the broken glass to the edge of the table, flowing down continuously like a small river.

But Lu Chen didn't stop there, the onlookers looked at him in horror as he was violent, and he kicked and kicked Wang Min's heart lying on his back!

Fighting over women happens every day in bars.But no one thought that this man would strike such a heavy hand, and his aura would only give up if Wang Ming died!

When Lu Ling and He Yuanmu came down, the scene was out of control, besides Lu Chen, You Xiaofei and Xu Difei also fought with others.The hall was in chaos, crying and screaming and everything.

This case was under the name of one of Lu Ling's younger brothers, and he immediately called the manager over to give some instructions. At this moment, there was even greater commotion at the entrance of the hall.

A group of blond-haired, blue-eyed men in black came in from the foyer with a murderous look. D, the leader, glanced coldly at the audience, went straight to the direction where Lu Chen was, and stood three steps away, with a standard American accent. Up, "BOSS?"

Only then did Lu Chen retract his foot, and glanced at him indifferently.He moved his neck left and right, buttoned the buttons on his chest that had been opened during the fight one by one, and glanced coldly at the ground, "I'll leave it to you."