Seeing himself surrounded, the fat flesh on the fat man's face trembled slightly. He blinked his eyes and said, "What are you doing? Why are you surrounding me? I'm going to call the police."

"Hahaha..." The scar over there laughed wildly, staring at the fat man with a vicious look.

The fat man held his eyes on him, suddenly turned his mouth flat and muttered, "Are you a slut?"

"I'm in the society." Scar said hummingly when he saw that the fat man was so fun.

"Isn't it just a slut in society?" The fat man looked puzzled...

"Why are you a slut in society? Do you think I'm like a slut?" Scar was indeed a little unreasonable. He looked at the fat man up and down, and then said, "You beat the five security guards in the cafe?"

"I didn't hit them." The fat man shook his head seriously and said, "It was they who fell to the ground by themselves..."

"I fell to the ground?" Scar sneered.

"Yes, they came over to hit me. I waved my fists randomly and they all fell down..." The fat man's expression was very cute, especially the fat on his face, which was even more pounding.

At this moment, the door of the bar was pushed open, and the manager of the cafe Ju Mingchang walked in. He saw the fat man at a glance, and his vicious eyes swept past the fat man, then walked respectfully to Scar, bent over with a strong aura, and whispered a few words in Scar's ear.

Scar nodded slightly, turned his head to look at the fat man, and said, "Damn fat man, the rules of the Canglang Gang, leave two hands, then get out of Linhai City, and never appear in Linhai in the future."

"But why?" The fat man tilted his head, looking puzzled.

"Canglang helps with the business, do you still need to ask why?" This was the bar manager inserted, and the look of looking at the fat man was also a look of looking at the dead.

The waiter had a vicious sneer. In his eyes, the fat man was undoubtedly with the dead. As long as Brother Scar comes forward, who can climb out of this bar alive?

"Ah? I don't want to be cut off my hands." The fat man immediately put the bottle in his hand on the bar, then put his hands behind his back, shaking his head like a bald drum, and said, "I don't want to be cut off my hands, I still want to play the piano..."

"coax……"

When he heard that the fat man wanted to play the piano, a burst of laughter broke out in the bar. Especially Scar, he laughed so hard that he laughed. He received a call from Ju Mingchang before. He originally thought that the fat man was a gangster in society, but now he saw that he was a bit stupid and honest fat man.

If Ju Mingchang hadn't told him, five security guards under him were beaten by this fat man and were unconscious. Otherwise, Scar would not believe it at all, it was the fat man's move.

"Fatty, I'll give you two choices." Scar touched his chin with his hand and said with a smile: "Either crawl under each of us, then kneel on the ground and call each of us to call us grandpa three times, or cut off both hands by himself and get out of Linhai City completely."

Hearing the scar's words, the fat man couldn't help but tremble for a few times, and said with a slightly pale face: "Brother, do you have a third option?"

Scar shook his head and sneered, "No."

The fat man scratched his head, almost scared to tears, shook his head and said, "But, what should I do if I don't choose these two conditions?"

"You have no choice." Scar shook his head coldly.

"Can you give me five minutes to think about it?" The fat man put his right index finger in the mouth for a moment, and then begged like a child.

Scar frowned slightly, and then said, "I'll give you two minutes."

"Three minutes." The fat man stretched out three fingers and bargained.

"Huh?" Scar snorted coldly, his face clearly showing dissatisfaction.

Seeing Scar's impatient look, the fat man immediately shook his hand repeatedly and said, "Okay, just two minutes." After that, he put his hand into his clothes.

Everyone thought the fat man was going to take out the weapon, and Scar's face suddenly became cold. At this moment, the fat man took out a chicken leg from his arms and took a bite. Seeing the bar manager staring at him, he stretched the chicken leg forward and said, "How about you want to have a bite?"

The bar manager frowned and snorted coldly.

"Haha, it's delicious." The fat man smiled and shook his head and said, "If you don't eat it, you'll pull it down." After that, he surrounded him by the bar, and ate chicken legs as if no one was around. He looked like a hungry man who hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Scar pulled a chair and sat down, looking at the fat man with a little curiousness.

After about two minutes, the fat man had eaten a chicken leg, then threw the chicken bones on the ground, wiped his hands on his clothes, and licked the shredded meat on his chin with his tongue. The sound of bars looked particularly harsh in the bar.

"It's been two minutes, have you thought about it?" At this moment, Scar said lightly.

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it." The fat man nodded repeatedly.

"Then what did you choose?" Scar grinned and stared at the fat man and asked.

The fat man blinked his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't choose anything."

"Huh?" Scar's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He suddenly stood up from the chair and said coldly: "Fatty, are you playing with me, right?"

"So what if you play with you?" At this moment, the fat man, who was just honest and silly, suddenly said this with a smile. When he finished speaking, a joking expression of a hunter looking at his prey appeared on his face.

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled a bottle of wine from the bar and smashed it on the marble on the bar. All this happened in an instant. When Scar reacted, the fat man rushed out with half of the broken bottle.

The three people who had originally stopped the fat man had a blood mark on their necks at the same time, and the next moment they had fallen to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

The fat man's body rushed through the crowd lightly. Every time the broken wine bottle flew, someone always fell to the ground, accompanied by splatters of blood...

It was not until this time that Scar realized that it was not just fighting against the fat man, but that it was the fat man who teased him. Looking at the angle and strength of the fat man's move, as well as his light figure in the crowd, there was still the silly fat man just now...

"Kill this fat man for me..." Scar pulled out an oriental knife from his back, and he jumped onto the chair and roared at the crowd...
Chapter completed!