Liu Zhizhong was not showing any rcy now.
After two dodges, he landed a punch that exploded his opponent's nose.
Right then and there, the tattooed man scread in agony, clutching his nose and screaming like a slaughtered pig.
Unfortunately for him, as soon as he started screaming, Liu Zhizhong landed another heavy punch on his face, smashing through the man's hands.
The man's head turned to mush, seeing stars and blacking out before collapsing on the ground.
His hands could no longer cover his face; they sprawled out on the floor.
His nose was shattered, with blood gushing all over his face, creating a frightening scene.
Liu Zhizhong snorted coldly, "That's it? Enough for you?"
Amid the shocked silence of the crowd, so won scread in fright at the sight of blood.
Ma Qingqing was also startled, staring blankly at Liu Zhizhong, unconsciously finding him quite cool and impressively capable in a fight!
But it wasn't the sa for the other n, their wild nature coming out with the stimulation from the blood.
Golden Hair Young Master Huang knew Liu Zhizhong could fight, but he shouted imdiately, "Everyone get him! This is my turf; you think he can just take soone and leave?"
Instantly, the rest of the burly, tattooed n and four big and strong bouncers encircled Liu Zhizhong.
The empty lavish bar suddenly ignited with energy.
The won all backed away, screaming and cursing, chanting encouragents like "Go for it!" and "Beat him to death!"
Ma Qingqing, however, remained calm, sipping her juice and silently watching the scene unfold.
Golden Hair Young Master Huang had a cold look on his face, sitting next to her, intently observing the fight.
Liu Zhizhong was far from scared, blocking punches with his hands and kicks with his feet, taking opportunities to counterattack.
After a session of loud thuds and vicious beatdown, all of Young Master Huang's people had their noses broken and stomachs kicked by Liu Zhizhong.
They lay there on the floor in disarray, faces covered in blood, writhing in pain as if their guts were about to burst, so unconscious from the pain, others awake but howling miserably, like it was a scene straight out of hell.
Several tables in the bar had been knocked over, chairs and sofas were flipped, creating complete chaos!
Liu Zhizhong dusted off his hands, looking quite at ease, he surveyed the room with an ice-cold voice full of magnetism that echoed throughout the place, "Who else? Who else thinks they can stop from taking Ma Qingqing away?"
The crowd of won shrieked and backed away. Several young n with eccentric outfits were scared away too.
Young Master Huang felt a chill in his heart, his scalp tingling—this guy was just too formidable. Even the security guards ard with clubs, a total of nine n, hadn't managed to take him down, all sprawled on the ground now.
But he wouldn't back down. Rising to his feet, he pointed at Liu Zhizhong and yelled, "Motherfucker, you've gotten yourself into so deep shit now! Just you wait..."
While speaking, he took out his phone, looking as though he was about to call the police.
His n had been beaten so badly that they definitely required dical compensation, which would have to be covered by the secretary of the County Mayor, not to ntion compensating for the bar's damages.
Liu Zhizhong dashed forward, leaping powerfully onto the stage with a single movent and kicking him down.
Young Master Huang scread out as Liu Zhizhong's foot pressed down on his chest and he growled deeply, "I'm sick of motherfuckers like you cussing at ! You think you're sothing special because you're the son of the deputy mayor? Fuck off! Your dad will surely teach you how to behave properly!"
With that, he kicked Young Master Huang, sending him rolling over twice. Young Master Huang tried to use the montum to roll toward a corner of the stage.
Liu Zhizhong then turned to look at Ma Qingqing not far away.
Ma Qingqing had been watching him, and she gasped unconsciously, looking away.
At that mont, Ma Qingqing just showed a woman's innate frailty and a bit of fear towards him.
However, almost imdiately her gaze returned to Liu Zhizhong, watching him intently, "You brute! Why are you looking at ? You think I'll go ho with you just because you've won?"
Liu Zhizhong smiled and said, "Little Sister Qingqing, can you stop being so stubborn, please? It's really late, and you should head ho..."
"Shut up, who's your sister? Quit taking liberties with ! Regardless, I'm not going ho, not now, not ever! You might as well go back to your master and stop bothering people here!"
Liu Zhizhong let out a sigh. This celestial beauty was indeed a handful!
He could only reply, "Ma Qingqing, don't be so headstrong anymore. I promised your uncle, even if I have to bind you, I will bring you ho!"
"You dare! If you spout more nonsense, I'll call the police!"
Ma Qingqing's temper flared up, holding up her phone, ready to call the police.
That really irritated Liu Zhizhong, who flashed forward, snatched her phone, and, as she let out a shriek, he hoisted her over his shoulder in one swift move.
Then, Liu Zhizhong, with one arm securing her delicate white legs and the other hand carrying her bag, stepped down from the stage and made his way to the bar entrance with great strides.
"Ah! You jerk, let go, let go!"
"What are you all looking at? Call the police!"
"Why are you all running away? Ah! You're a bunch of cowards..."
Ma Qingqing was a mix of anger and humiliation, struggling and kicking her legs, raining down punches on Liu Zhizhong's back and scratching his back, pulling his hair, but to no avail.
Among the other oddly dressed young n and won in the bar, not one dared to step forward, but rather they all moved back.
Liu Zhizhong was just too domineering, and those young people were genuinely overwheld by him.
Finally, as Liu Zhizhong carried Ma Qingqing out of the bar entrance, she couldn't struggle free and abruptly turned her head, biting down hard on Liu Zhizhong's left shoulder, refusing to let go, biting fiercely...
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