In the corner of the bar, a man suddenly lay down on the ground, his whole body twitched violently, foamed at the mouth, and had an epilepsy attack! People around him surrounded him, but did not take rescue measures, but cheered instead. The lights flashed even more violently, and the music sounded even more vigorously. The ugly faces of the people in the bar were like demons, crazy demons. Although the man had no connection with epilepsy attack, these people were so cold-blooded!

The staff in the bar were all David's younger brothers, and they were ready to throw the man out, which was outrageous!

Han Qing pushed the crowd away to stop such inhumane behavior. Han Qing understood some of the first aid measures for epilepsy and took a tablecloth on the bar. At this time, he didn't care whether it was clean or not. He put it between the man's teeth and the lower teeth to avoid biting his tongue. He quickly unbuttoned the man's collar buttons and turned the man's head aside so that his respiratory secretions and vomit could be eliminated.

Fortunately, the man had a small attack. After a few minutes, the twitching slowly stopped. It only took a few minutes to recover from waking up. The things that the man vomited out emitted a pungent smell, which immediately became annoyed by everyone. Some people even threw wine bottles at the man lying on the ground. David's younger brothers also felt that the man had affected their business and were preparing to forcibly throw the man out again.

Han Qing stood in front of the man and said coldly to these crazy people: "Who dares to touch him!"[

"Ahhh! I didn't hear clearly what he was saying!"

"He said he wanted to lick the feces on the ground, haha!"

Whether it was David's younger brothers or guests in the bar, when they saw Han Qing standing up to show off, booing, laughing constantly, and even sarcastic. The faces of these people were not worthy of Han Qing's anger. They were not qualified. They were all scum among scum, crazy, and a group of sluts. Under the cheers of the crowd, David's younger brothers wanted to not drive these two people out, but they lost all their face. For the sake of face, David's seven or eight little brothers looked at each other and reached a consensus. A strong man with a flat head pointed at Han Qing and shouted loudly: "Boy, stop meddling in other people's business, otherwise you would be rude to you!"

Han Qing snorted coldly and said, "Whatever!"

The flat-headed man looked ruthless, he stepped forward and reached out to grab Han Qing's collar. In the flat-headed man's heart, the other party was so small that he could lift the other party up with a little force.

Han Qing did not hide, and let the flat-headed man grab his collar. The flat-headed man smiled grimly: "Boy, let you taste the taste of flying!"

The flat-headed man was so arrogant, but when he tried hard, Han Qing did not move at all. The flat-headed man tried harder and almost used all his energy to feed himself, but he still couldn't move the other party at all.

The people watching the cheering were a little surprised, including David's other younger brothers. The body difference between the flat-headed man and Han Qing was too big. The flat-headed man was nearly two meters tall and weighed at least 200 kilograms. Han Qing was like a straw in front of the flat-headed man. The flat-headed man could uproot the straw by the root and throw it away. Everyone thought so.

But the fact seems to be that. The flat-headed man not only did not uproot the straw, but also the straw was calm and unmoved! What was even more shocked was David's other younger brothers. The flat-headed man was the strongest and most powerful among them. He grabbed it casually, which was hundreds of kilograms of strength, but what's going on now?

The black-haired man had a well-proportioned figure and weighed no more than 80 kilograms. He did not move at all with the force of the strongman. What happened? The flat-headed man had a big head, and he really used all the energy to feed himself. One hand didn't work, but the other party was like nailing to the ground and still didn't move at all.

The flat-headed man listened to the sarcastic laughter around him, his face was burning. You know, before, because of his big guy, he was often praised and envied. Of course, he was also very proud of this, but he didn't want to be frustrated today. The other party was still a person short of him!

For the sake of face, the flat-headed man had no intention of thinking about why he had such great strength, so why had he lost his effect on this black-haired man? Since he couldn't catch it, he waved his iron fist and hit Han Qing!

The flat-headed man punched him with great strength because he wanted to win face for himself. The fist wind was howling, and everyone exclaimed. If he was hit by this punch and hit the face, he would not be able to wake up without being in a coma for a few hours.

These people who watched the fun would not be worried about Han Qing's safety, but instead made even more cheering. The flat-headed man laughed proudly as he listened to the shouts of everyone. He felt that his punch would definitely make him face. However, the scene below made the flat-headed man widen his eyes in disbelief, and the cheers in the bar disappeared in an instant. Everyone had the same three words written on their faces, and they didn't believe it!

Everyone thought that the flat-headed man's punch would hit the black-haired man with teeth all over the ground, but now, the flat-headed man's fist was easily blocked by the black-haired man. The originally strong force instantly became weak and powerless. Oh my God! How did this black-haired man do it!

The flat-headed man was indeed quite powerful, but he could not threaten Han Qing. Han Qing only used seven points of strength to block the flat-headed man's punch. Han Qing's mouth slightly slanted and he sneered: "Let you taste the taste of the Ferris wheel!"

Han Qing grabbed the fist of the flat-headed man and suddenly exerted force. The big guy with a flat-headed man with a 200-kilogram kilogram actually looked like a piece of cotton cloth that had just been washed. The big guy rotated 360 degrees and finally fell to the ground. He felt the sky was spinning and his eyes were full of stars.

"Oh my god!"

"Is there something wrong with my eyes? Did I read it wrong? This...

"I must be dreaming, it's so incredible, so incredible!"

Everyone exclaimed, looking at Han Qing's eyes, as if they were looking at a monster, and of course no one dared to despise the black-haired man anymore.

David's other little brothers looked at each other, and no one dared to take another step forward.

Han Qing snorted coldly, and heard something behind her. He turned around and saw that the man with epilepsy had woken up and took out the tablecloth in his mouth. The man picked up a large glass of beer on the table next to him, took a big sip, rinsed his mouth, looked at the people in the bar coldly, and finally his eyes fell on Han Qing and asked, "Who put the tablecloth into my mouth!"

A man should know that when an epilepsy occurs, his most feared thing is that the patient will bite his tongue, so the man should also know that the tablecloth in his mouth can be said to be something that saves his life, but the man does not seem to be grateful.

"It's him, it's him stuffed it into your mouth. I used this tablecloth to polish my leather shoes just now!" A fat man pointed at Han Qing and shouted. What a hateful fat man. He felt that it was not lively enough. If a shoe-stained tablecloth was stuffed into someone's mouth, the person would definitely be very angry, so the lively came. Not only this fat man, but everyone else was waiting to watch the fun.

The man with epilepsy attack looked at the faces of the people around him, snorted coldly, and finally his eyes fell on Han Qing again, without saying anything, as if he was waiting for Han Qing's answer.

Han Qing nodded and said, "That's right, I stuffed it in!"

Han Qing knew that he didn't need to explain, because he didn't need to explain at all. Han Qing believed that this man would never be so stupid as to be ignorant of good people's hearts.

The man raised his glass and smiled at Han Qing, drank the beer in the cup, and suddenly jumped up and threw the fat man who had just spoken to the ground, because the fat man smiled the loudest.

"Damn it! I've gotten away from you, get out of here!"

The fat man was still very tough at the beginning, but when the man punched and started begging, he finally stopped moaning in pain because the fat man was knocked unconscious.

The man who had epilepsy was like a madman. After knocking the fat man unconscious, he looked at the people around him coldly and shouted: "Be careful with me!"

Everyone looked at the fat man who was fainted on the ground, his face was covered in blood, and he felt a sense of luck. Fortunately, he didn't laugh so loudly just now, so of course he didn't dare to continue to make excuses.

"Thank you!" the man whispered to Han Qing, grabbed a bottle of strong wine from the table, and walked staggeringly towards the bar door.

Han Qing chased after him and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

The man turned around and was sure that he was talking to him, and asked, "How can I repay you if I want me?"

The man is also a straightforward person, and of course he is also a kind person who is grateful.

Han Qing smiled and said, "I want you like this!"

The man was stunned, including those around him watching, too. Is the man trying to make trouble? Before the man could answer, the bottle of wine in his hand flew towards Han Qing, and Han Qing did not hide because he knew that the person who was going to smash the bottle was definitely not him. As expected, the bottle passed by Han Qing's ear, and a wail came from behind Han Qing. It turned out that it was the flat-headed man just now, who wanted to sneak attack Han Qing from behind, but before he could do it, he was smashed by the flying bottle and rolled all over the ground.

The man who had epilepsy scratched his head and said, "This...

Han Qing knew they were all thinking wrongly. Han Qing meant to want this man to join the Brothers Gang. A man with epilepsy was not big and seemed to have nothing outstanding. Why did Han Qing want to include him in the Brothers Gang? The reason is very simple, because he is killing pictures! [

That's right, this man with epilepsy was the overlord of the underground entertainment city that Han Qing went to that day, Kill Tu! No wonder Han Qing would invite him. Han Qing had originally wanted to win over Kill Tu, but Kill Tu was thinking about it. Unexpectedly, he even gave Kill Tu a kindness today. I wonder if this was arranged by God on purpose.

Han Qing clarified his meaning and said, "You misunderstood. I'll let you be the boss of the Brothers Gang!"

Sha Tu was a little stunned. He looked at Han Qing seriously. He probably knew what Han Qing meant, but he didn't answer and turned around and walked towards the bar without looking back. He was still thinking about it.

"If you want, come here to find me, and I'll wait for you!" Han Qing shouted at the far away Killing Tu.

The lights began to flash, and the loud music sounded. Han Qing didn't know the decision to kill Tu. Han Qing believed that killing Tu had the ability to lead the Brothers Gang to break into a world. At the same time, a person who could not even win over the black and white path finally joined a small gang that had just been established, which was a great help to the Brothers Gang.
Chapter completed!