Chapter 349: Chapter 263: Brawl_3 Chapter 349: Chapter 263: Brawl_3 “Little girl, wearing so little and still won’t allow comnts?”
“Believe it or not, I’ll ss you up right now!”
Qiu Die couldn’t take it anymore, spewing all kinds of filthy language and cursing their ancestors for generations.
As Ma Shicheng listened to her curse, he contentedly pinched a five-spiced peanut, peeled it, and savored it deliciously.
Dan Kaiquan was eating lamb skewers, Guo Kunnan was drinking beer, Wang Longlong was gnawing on corn, and Hu Jun had brought so chives.
So joyful, too joyful.
Eating barbecue for free while enjoying a great show, and with the five of them together, such a strong group, brothers united, who would dare to provoke them!
Qiu Die was a professional at verbal sparring, deeply skilled in the art of cursing like a shrew. She cursed for a minute straight, rendering the young man unable to open his mouth, completely dominating him.
Longlong, who watched the drama, applauded and jeered:
“Heroine among won!”
The young man wasn’t a good guy either and couldn’t stand it!
He swung his hand, landing a smack on Qiu Die’s face with a loud “slap.”
“Bitch, I’ll slap you to death!”
Qiu Die’s face burned, but she reacted quickly, grabbing a beer bottle from the table and striking the young man on the head.
“Bang!”
The beer bottle didn’t break.
The strength of a high school girl wasn’t much after all.
Qiu Die swung the beer bottle, aiming to hit him again, but then the physical disparity between n and won showed.
The young man, bare-handed, didn’t dodge. He reached out, snatched the bottle from her, and slapped her again.
Qiu Die was going crazy, her hair flying wildly as she screeched:
“Beat him up!”
The boys and girls at her table sward up, punching and kicking the young man.
The situation escalated suddenly, and the young man was knocked to the ground.
Then, the young man’s tablemates charged in.
A major battle was about to erupt.
Curses, screams, echoed all around.
Dan Kaiquan watched them fight, feeling a sense of justice, wanting to stop them amidst the chaotic battle.
Dan Kaiquan sought advice from Ma Shicheng:
“Brother Ma, should we step in?”
Ma Shicheng looked at the ss over there:
“What are you waiting for?”
Dan Kaiquan stood up: “Brother Ma, should we really go in?”
Ma Shicheng knocked on the table, pointing at the skewers on it:
“What are you waiting for, eat up!”
Over there, the fight had completely broken out, the battlefield a ss.
Tables, chairs, and benches were knocked over! Skewers and drinks were scattered everywhere.
The shop owner, Sister Ma, watched with heartache.
The diners nearby quickly got up from their seats and ran to the side to watch the battle.
“Oh mom, what should we do!” Pei Yujing looked helplessly at the scene.
It was too chaotic, impossible to stop, and her shouting several tis was completely useless.
Jiang Ning wasn’t too far from the action, a red-haired young man was kicked out, staggering a few steps in disarray.
He still wanted to continue the fight, looking around for a handy tool.
He happened to spot Jiang Ning’s table, intending to grab a beer bottle, but he couldn’t find one.
He wondered, “The heck, you eat barbecue without drinking beer, what kind of barbecue is that?”
Seeing the large Coke bottle on Jiang Ning’s table, he thought he might as well use it.
The red-haired young man reached for it.
Jiang Ning said, “Don’t touch.”
Even though his voice was low, it thundered in the young man’s ears, startling him so much his heart skipped a beat.
Xue Yuantong bravely said:
“The Coke isn’t finished yet, don’t touch!”
The red-haired young man ca to his senses and cursed:
“Fuck you, giving you face…”
The young man hadn’t finished his sentence when he was sent flying backward.
He soared through the air, his body curling, flying more than three ters and passing over a dining table, his over a hundred-pound body thunderously crashing into the chaotic crowd.
Initially, the fiercely fighting crowd seed hit by a cannonball, scattering in all directions.
The scene suddenly quieted down.
Ma Shicheng, Wang Longlong, Gong Xuan, Pei Yujing, and others turned their eyes toward Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning sat on a white stool, slowly retracting his long legs.
Under everyone’s gaze, he picked up his cup, softly sipping his Coke, as if nothing had happened.
“Did he just kick soone flying?”
“He kicked soone flying again!”
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