I walked to the door of the private room of Air Force One, opened the private room door and rushed in.
When I looked inside, I was stunned and terrified.
The whole box can be described as unsightly.
More than two dozen men and women, all naked, gathered together like animals, standing in an orderly manner on a long-haired checkered floor, twisting their bodies crazily with a deafening rhythm.
They were next to each other, a man and a woman matching each other, shaking their heads and having a great time.
The few of us stood at the door of the room and were stunned for dozens of seconds.
No one paid attention to us.
Then Guo Hao turned on the light on the wall and turned it off.
Everyone then looked at us in unison.
When they saw that I was holding a steel pipe, a baseball bat, and a machete in my hands, they immediately understood what was going on.
The girls scattered in panic, looking for their clothes.
A man came over and said arrogantly: "Mouse, you and this idiot haven't had enough, right?
You even invited Young Master Fang Chen here.
What do you want to do?
You,,, Before the man could finish speaking, I hit him on the head with a steel pipe, and blood spurted out from his forehead.
Everyone in the room was stunned.
Two men rushed over to protect him and helped the man to the sofa.
The person next to him was just trying to put on his clothes when Fu Qiang rushed up and beat him on sight.
The baseball bat was swung on the naked man's body, and the thump, thump sound was really enjoyable.
At this moment, Fugui grabbed the man whose face was covered with blood.
The man who was obviously on guard at the door came up.
The man covered his face, squatted down to the corner of the wall consciously, and began to face the wall and think about his fault.
Then Fugui walked to the wine table.
He picked up a glass of beer that he had just opened and took a sip.
His eyes widened when he looked at the snow-white thighs of the girls who were getting dressed.
Apparently he drank a little too much, and he sneezed suddenly, and a trace of bloody mucus came out from his nose.
Fugui obviously realized that his nose was coming out, so he wiped it with his sleeve again, and his whole face suddenly turned red.
I covered my face.
At that moment, I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and stuff my head in.
I pulled Fugui back, took out a handkerchief from my pocket and said, "Wipe the blood off your face."
Fugui looked at me gratefully, pointed at a man with a somewhat unconvinced expression and said, "That's the man who beat me.
Guo Hao welded a machete more than one meter long.
Lying on the wine table, he said to everyone: "The eight people who beat the three of us at the door of the British Bar today will die.
Everyone on the other side stared.
There was blood on the door of the one who held his head high.
The man lying on the sofa was obviously waiting for him to give orders.
I looked carefully at the man I beat.
The man was about thirty years old, with a strong build, a thick gold necklace hanging around his neck, a short crew cut, and a tattoo of a mountain tiger on his chest.
The man leaned on the sofa with his head held high.
He bared his teeth and pointed at me and said: "You have the guts.
You dare to beat me even if I'm a mountain tiger or Masan."
I walked over with my head lowered, hit his head with a stick several times.
Apparently the man I hit was the boss of this group of people, and suddenly three people rushed towards me.
I hit the man who was rushing past me in the face with a stick.
He blocked it with his arm and hurriedly stepped back.
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The other man just reached out and grabbed the beer bottle on the table, before he could throw it over.
Guo Hao slashed the man's arm with a knife.
With a thud, a big gash opened in the man's arm.
Blood spurted out.
The man covered his arm and fell on the sofa.
Guo Hao roared: "Who dares to try again?
The boss named Masan lowered his head and blood dripped down his face.
He stared at Guo Hao sideways and said with conviction: "Mouse, you dare to play with me for real.
Don't think about how today will end."
Guo Hao smiled and said: "No, I don't think about the consequences when I do things.
It's not like I'm scared.
Masan licked the blood on the corner of his mouth with his tongue and said: "Mouse, now I'll give you a chance.
Kneel down in front of me, kowtow three times, and follow Mr.
Fang home to sleep.
Forget it.
You know me, and I, Ma San, will tell you the truth.
I rushed over suddenly.
When Masan saw that I had rushed over again, he was obviously frightened by me.
He pointed at me and shouted nervously: "Where did you show up?
If we have any internal affairs to do with you, please stop it.
Before Ma San finished speaking, I swung the stick a few more times at his head.
Masan held his head with both hands and used his arms to strike.
Boom, boom, boom, several muffled sounds Masan didn't care about his identity as the boss, turned around and looked at the innermost part of the room.
I chased him, and the crowd dispersed in an instant.
I chased Masan into the corner and rolled around towards Masan.
Masan was obviously frightened by me.
He began to cry for his father and scream for his mother, and finally began to beg for mercy.
At that moment I seemed to find all the anger and humiliation today.
Fang Chen hugged my waist and said, "Xiao Bing, you are crazy.
Do you want to beat him to death?"
I was panting and dazed.
At that moment, I didn't know what happened, and looked at Fang Chen with tears streaming down my face.
Fang Chen put his arm around my shoulders and said: "Brother, I know I feel uncomfortable.
Just now you were persuading me to pass my own test.
Have you passed it yourself?
I stared at the group of people motionless as if exhausted.
I could imagine the look in my eyes at that time.
It was a look full of hatred, burning like an eagle with blazing fire.
Those people looked away as if they were afraid of making eye contact with me.
Fang Chen glanced at everyone and said: "Tonight, those eight people who are looking for trouble at the door of England, stand up and I will give you one minute to think about it, or you will end up like Masan.
Everyone stared at Masan, their boss, lying on the ground with his head covered in blood, and his whole body looked like a bloody man.
Two young people walked over consciously.
Guo Hao roared: "Do you want me to pick you out one by one?
Guo Hao's voice was not tight, and the other six people came out instantly.
Fang Chen said with a smile, kneeling in a row and seeing that no one moved.
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Fang Chen swung his baseball bat on the leg of the person closest to him, and those eight people knelt straight in a row.
Fang Chencong smoothed his sleeves, handed the baseball bat to Guo Hao and said, you three, let’s get started.
I feel better and no longer feel aggrieved.
Let's go out for a drink.
Then Guo Hao, Fugui, and Fuqiang began to beat the eight people on the back regularly.
For a while, they screamed, begged for mercy, and fought each other for a few minutes.
The three of them started to sweat.
At this moment, a pair of five or six special police officers rushed in.
The SWAT officer pointed his gun at us and said, "Stop, put your hands up."
The eight people seemed to have seen a savior, crying and saying: "Thank you for finally coming."
A leading special police officer did not expect that there were so many people.
He held the walkie-talkie in his hand and said: "Command Center I am from the 1st Squadron of the Special Police Squadron, Golden Life, in the box of Air Force One.
I need emergency support.
Please send police support quickly.
There are about 30 people on site.
About a few minutes later, another group of police officers rushed in.
They first asked us to squat down with our heads in our hands, and then began to count the number of people.
Then the medical staff came and carried out the seriously injured Ma San.
Ma San closed his eyes and lay on the stretcher.
When he passed by me, he opened his eyes a little and glanced at me.
We then took us to the Yangxi Branch of Yangbei City.
Obviously, the Yangxi Branch was more impressive than the Yangdong Branch.
An office building with more than ten floors stands on Yangxi Avenue.
You can see it from a long way away.
The tallest building is the Yangxi Branch.
Dozens of us were held in four Nanjing Iveco vehicles.
After entering the Yangxi branch, we were kicked off and taken into the basement.
Then the identities were checked one by one.
After the identity verification, dozens of us squatted in several rows, with a dozen people in a row.
A policeman with a pot-bellied leadership style asked: "Do you know why we brought you here for verification?
When no one spoke, he continued: "Because someone reported that you were fighting in the private room, I want to know why you were fighting and who hit the injured man.
Richu, Fugui, Fuqiang, Fang Chen, Guo Hao, all pointed their fingers at me.
The leader said: "The second one from the last row comes out.
Because I had been in prison, I was very familiar with this scene.
I stood up involuntarily.
The leader asked: "What's your name?"
I said: "My name is Han Bing.
The leader was startled, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly lost his temper and shouted: "Hand him up and take him away tgt: