Every summer, Wellington beer begins to rage the city, and the city is evolving into the central whirlpool of craft beer bars. According to statistics, New Zealand's largest brewery is in Wellington.

However, most of the beer sold in Wellington bars are brewed by themselves. If there is no unique home brewing, such bars will not be very popular in New Zealand.

Wang Bo and his friends live in the inner city, where they are bar gathering places. When they walk on the road, they see countless sexy short skirts, high heels and carnival men and women.

The short skirts are all at the base of the thighs, the high heels are ten centimeters, and the white thighs are spreading freely on the streets. If Lao Wang hadn't been with Eva, he would have gone to see it carefully.

Hani was not interested in these women. He glanced around with great enthusiasm and said, "I haven't been here for several years. I remember that there are a few great beer bars in P1. I have to try it tonight."

The Qingyang looked bitter: "My God, do you still want to drink?"

"Why don't we men drink together?" Hani said with confidence.

Eva looked at Wang Bo with a smile and said, "I'll drink this time too. If everyone is drunk, I don't know how to go back, but I think I must have a comfortable place to sleep."

Hani laughed: "If you get drunk, you will feel that there will be no more comfortable beds in the world than on the streets."

At this time, a group of young people walked by, and someone heard Eva's words and whistled and shouted: "Hi, sweetheart, my room has a big soft bed, the bedding is clean and fragrant, it is definitely a comfortable place."

Eva smiled and ignored him. Wang Bo frowned and said, "Since the big bed is so comfortable, why are you still coming out on the street? Go back and sleep with the big bed together."

A young man raised his middle finger and said, "Of course we will go back to sleep in the big bed, and we will sleep with this sweetheart..."

If it is just a kind joke, Wang Bo can accept it. New Zealanders like to joke, and sometimes jokes will go too far.

But this is not a joke, it is obvious teasing, and what a few young people say is disgusting.

Qingyang glanced at them, pointed to the street and said, "Get out quickly, otherwise I bet you will be miserable."

A few young people were not good at it. They surrounded the four of them.

A tall and tall young man stretched out his finger and pointed at Qingyang's chest and said contemptuously: "Hi, yellow people, are you tourists or something? It seems that no one tells you who is New Zealand, right?"

As the young men approached, Wang Bo smelled a stinking smell of wine. These people were obviously drunk.

He shrugged at Haney and said, "I will definitely not drink alcohol tonight. Wellington's wine is now stinky, I will not drink alcohol."

As he said that, he quickly reached out his hand and slapped the young man who was drawing with his fingers, and forced him to slap him in place twice!

"Fake!"

"Sheter!"

"It's done by these words!"

Curses spread everywhere, and the young men surrounded Wang Bo.

Qingyang bent down and hugged the waist of the young man in front of him, and rushed forward like a bulldozer. The young man was drunk and couldn't stand steadily, so he was quickly pushed to the ground.

Then he sat on the young man's abdomen, threw his fists at the other person's head like raindrops, and cursed: "Who is the one who raises the word "王"? Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Wang Bo is the main force in the chaos. When Oakley came back some time ago, he often watched Oakley training and also learned basic Muay Thai skills with Kuncha, so he was involved in boxing footsteps and Muay Thai boxing techniques.

Facing the pinch, he jumped quickly to dodge, trying to avoid important parts of his body. At the same time, he shrank his shoulders to protect his head, grabbed a young man's collar with his left hand and tore him in front of him, and punched him in. The young man's nose bone suddenly shattered, and his nose bleeding spurted like a faucet with the gate.

Another young man approached him, and he turned around and punched hard. The young man screamed and knelt on the ground with his lower abdomen.

Eva rushed up while the chaos, raised her feet and lit the young man's chin with the tip of her high heels.

She didn't seem to be very hard, but the young ghost howled louder, and she snarled wildly with her hands, as if a castrated boar was castrated.

When Hani saw a young man looking at him, he immediately took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He turned the lighter in his hand in a dazzled manner and said contemptuously: "What do you think of me? Let's talk about it first after passing this level of my men!"

The old man is old and the horse is slippery, and the rabbit is old and the eagle is hard to get. The old inspector has never known how many **** people he has dealt with in his life, and he always collects taxes when dealing with.

In capitalist countries, money is the lifeblood of people. When he goes to gangs to collect taxes, how can gangs give him a good face? They will encounter some threats every time.

But the old inspector had never had any trouble. His mind had been tempered and he had learned some things from the gangsters. In this way, when he was smoking, he really had the domineering aura of a big brother. The young man didn't dare to attack him and turned to deal with Wang Bo.

Of course, he was going to give away the head. As soon as he turned around, Lao Wang flicked it up, another red faucet turned on.

There were a lot of people on the street. When they clashed, someone immediately called the police, and soon a police car drove up.

When Wang Bo saw the police coming, he immediately accelerated his attack. The remaining young man saw that five or six companions were knocked to the ground, so he turned around and ran away in fear.

But he was so dizzy that he could have passed by Lao Wang who had to climb mountains and run in the morning every day?

Lao Wang chased after him and stomped his feet and kicked him in the air. He kicked him on the back of the young man and threw him to the ground. When he landed on the ground, he jumped up with his hands and straightforward.

Someone around applauded: "Cool, this is definitely Chinese Kung Fu! You must be a Chinese master!"

The two policemen got out of the car, but did not dare to get close, and shouted in the distance: "Squat on the ground with their hands in their arms! Squat down quickly! Otherwise we will call for force support!"

Wang Bo squatted down obediently. He knew that the police were not scaring him. If he was disobedient, it would be that the AOS special forces had appeared.

Qingyang was still excited, riding the young man pounding him like a sandbag.

Hani had to go up and drag him away, and Qingyang was still shouting: "Cao Mud Horse! You are so awesome, keep pretending to me! Let me go, the fuck I don't know him if I want to beat him!"

Two policemen still called for support, and more than a dozen people could not be loaded with a police car.

Wang Bo squatted on the ground and called Alexander: "Hey, Mr. Vice Chairman? I'm sorry to bother you so late. You haven't slept yet?"

Alexander's iconic heroic laughter sounded: "Of course, of course, Wellington's nightlife was just beginning, didn't it? What are you doing?"

Lao Wang laughed with him: "Yes, at the beginning of nightlife, I was playing unlimited free fighting game with a few guys." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!