Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

Pushing open the car door, Wang Ting got out of the car and glanced at the signboard of the Emperor Karaoke with an indifferent face.

"Is this the biggest venue for Zijian?"

The younger brother was taken aback.

Behind Wang Ting, A Xiang also got out of the car, nodded and said, "That's right, Brother Ting, this is it!"

Wang Ting laughed and flicked the cigarette butt in his hand.

"boom!"

Then he kicked the little brother in front of him with a kick!

"get off!"

Then, with a wave of Wang Ting's hand, the doors of more than a dozen vans suddenly opened, and figures jumped down one after another, and hundreds of people gathered together!

Adong and Luo Xiaoniu each carried two plastic buckets, and each plastic bucket was full of knives!

bang bang bang!

Plastic buckets were placed heavily in front of these people.

At the entrance of the Emperor Karaoke, the remaining little brothers were shocked!

Seeing this situation, how could they not know that Wang Ting didn't bring people to play at all, but to sweep the scene!

At this time, Wang Ting slowly raised his head, revealing his icy face, and there was a ferocious look in his eyes!

He reached out and picked up a katana from the plastic bucket, weighed it in his hand, and then pointed the tip of the knife to the door!

"Come in with me and sweep the place!"

After all, Wang Ting took the lead and walked towards the door of the Emperor Karaoke!

Zijian's younger brothers at the door hurriedly wanted to step forward to stop him.

"Brother Ting, this is the company's venue, you can't..."

Before the guy walking in the front had finished speaking, Wang Ting had already said nothing, and he was stabbed in the head!

"what!"

The little brother screamed and was immediately thrown to the ground by Wang Tingkan!

The other little brothers were so frightened that they swirled and retreated to the Emperor Karaoke!

When Wang Ting took a step and passed the younger brother who fell to the ground, he glanced at him and sneered.

This guy is shrewd, he was stabbed by Wang Tingkan, he clearly didn't hurt the vital part, he just had a wound on his shoulder, he just lay on the ground and didn't move!

Wang Ting ignored him and took hundreds of people to the Emperor Karaoke!

In the field, some Dazai noticed the movement at the door, and they all found weapons and prepared to fight.

At the door, a few people still wanted to block the door, but Wang Ting just kicked the door open, and the people who blocked the door all fell like a gourd!

Figures followed Wang Ting, took out the knives from the plastic buckets, shouted and rushed in!

Adong and Luo Xiaoniu are on the left and right, guarding beside Wang Ting, followed by Axiang!

The four of them were at the front, like a knife, and the dozen or so Zijian's fighters who wanted to intercept the door could not be stopped, and they were washed away in a moment!

"Ah! Help!"

"Kan people!"

In the emperor karaoke, there was the sound of the guests screaming, and many guests rushed left and right, looking for a place to hide.

And at this time, he was still standing, and the people who rushed towards the door were all Zijian's people!

Wang Ting sneered, his face full of ruthless expressions, the katana in his hand was twisted with a knife, and he only said one word!

"Hom!"

"Hoohoho!"

"Kill!"

Behind Wang Ting, hundreds of younger brothers swarmed up, and the two gangs collided in an instant.

The entire Emperor Karaoke fell into chaos in an instant!

In the box on the second floor of the Emperor Karaoke, Zijian was holding two young girls in his arms, drinking the wine that the two girls brought to his mouth, one glass to the other.

It looked very comfortable, but Zijian's face was full of depression.

The scene he witnessed in front of the bar in Bangkok has made Zijian unable to calm down until now, and he is worrying about how to deal with Wang Ting!

Just then, there was a faint noise from outside.

Zijian roared impatiently!

"What are you doing outside? Is there someone else doing something?"

The door of the private room hurriedly opened, and a younger brother rushed in with a look of panic.

Seeing him like this, Zijian was so angry that he kicked the wine table in front of him and cursed.

"What are you doing in a panic? Is the family dead?"

The little brother was covered in cold sweat and hurriedly spoke.

"No! Boss! It's Brother Ting. Brother Ting brought someone to sweep the field!"

Zijian was suddenly furious!

Pushing away the two beauties in his arms, he stood up abruptly, his eyes widening in anger!

"What did you say?!"

The younger brother shrank his neck, but still said, "Boss, go out and have a look, it's already messed up outside!"

Zijian was shocked!

I just sent someone to attack Wang Ting, and they came to the door so quickly?

The corners of Zijian's eyes twitched, and his brows twitched violently!

And then kicked the little brother!

"Why are you still standing on the horse? Call someone!"

The younger brother hurried out.

But just as he ran to the door, a big foot kicked in from the door and kicked this little brother's stomach!

The younger brother screamed and flew upside down nearly two meters, fell to Zijian's feet, curled up into a ball, spitting acid water in his mouth!

Zijian was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly!

Boom!

The door of the box was slammed open, and Luo Xiaoniu walked into the box with two blood dripping knives in his hands, his face shrouded under the hood, like a murderer!

"what!"

The two beauties in the box screamed in horror, and shrank into the corner, hugging each other and shivering.

Zijian's mouth also twitched, his face stiff.

The man in front of him, Zijian had seen before, just a few hours ago, at the door of the Bangkok bar, he had seen with his own eyes this hooded man with two double knives, and turned over those professional knives!

Afterwards, A Dong and A Xiang also walked in, and blood dripped from the knives in everyone's hands.

The three people stared at Zijian with cold eyes, making Zijian's face more and more ugly!

He has no confidence that he can resist in front of these three people!

Just when Zijian was thinking about how to escape, an icy cold, with an infinitely violent voice, came in from outside the door!

"Brother Zijian, looking at you, you're a little embarrassed!"

Zijian raised his head suddenly and saw Wang Ting walking in slowly!

In Wang Ting's hand, he was not holding a katana, and even his clothes were not stained with blood, as if he had not participated in the fight outside at all!

But Luo Xiaoniu and the others knew that it wasn't that Wang Ting didn't do anything, and that he was no less than Luo Xiaoniu!

But from the beginning to the end, Wang Ting did not exert all his strength, not to mention the wound on his body, not even a drop of blood!

The next moment, Luo Xiaoniu stepped forward and put a katana directly on Zijian's neck!

Zijian's pupils shrank, his heart froze!

If you can't be controlled, you can't escape!

With a flash of thought in his heart, Zijian did not hesitate to squat, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and was about to smash it at Wang Ting!

But Adong on the side was quick-witted and kicked Zijian to the ground without saying a word!

Then Luo Xiaoniu stepped forward, stepped on Zijian's back, and pressed the two knives against Zijian's neck, opening his mouth coldly.

"If you mess around again, I'll beat you!"

Zijian snorted, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the door of the box was already blocked by Wang Ting's men, so he couldn't see how many people there were.

Zijian looked desperate and looked at Wang Ting again.

Wang Ting came to Zijian slowly, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and didn't even look at Zijian who was close at hand!

"Adong, take someone and go out to clear the field!"

Wang Ting gave a random order, and Adong smiled.

"Yes, Brother Ting!"

Then, Adong waved his hand and walked out.

Taking the younger brother outside the door, Adong kicked open the door of the next box first, patted the door with the sword in his hand, pointed at the panicked guests in the box and shouted.

"Brother Hengji Ting is doing business, and the irrelevant people get out of the way immediately!"

Behind Adong, dozens of younger brothers followed suit, divided into groups, kicked open the box door one by one, and drove out all the guests who were hiding inside.

As for the guests on the first floor, they were all in the corner of the hall, squatting on the ground and shivering.

Adong went downstairs and swept the knife in his hand directly across the row of wine bottles on the counter.