Author: Tai Chi Hand

Liangkun put his legs on the table, smoking leisurely and without saying anything.

Du Sheng picked his teeth and said with a smile:

"Our Brother Kun lacks curtains when filming, I hope everyone can give you some face.

One hundred more, one hundred eighty thousand one hundred!”

"Are you so angry? Are you here to make trouble?"

Shan Ji slapped the table suddenly and pointed at Du Sheng and cursed:

"How much others pay, you're only a hundred more. Are you playing with yarn?"

"Everyone is trying to win the first prize, so how can you give up halfway, right?"

Du Sheng was not annoyed and said with a smile:

"Even the people from Zhongqing Club can bid, can we be ineligible for Mong Kok?"

His twists and turns were talking about fair bids on the surface, which actually implied that some people in Hongxing were colluding with Zhongqing Club, otherwise why would Ding Yichi appear here?

When Ding Yichi saw the fire on him, he immediately laughed:

"Okay, since Brother Kun likes playing so much, I'll play with you."

Although it is a fact that he and Dafei colluded, the two clubs had some friction before, so this kind of thing cannot be confirmed or be timid.

Ding Yichi turned his head and looked at Du Sheng, sneering and stretched out a finger:

"Brother Ji, no matter how much this guy gives, I will give more than him."

"piece!"

Du Sheng laughed:

"Oh, one extra dollar? This makes Brother Ki very embarrassed."

Brother Ji, holding the microphone, looked at Dafei, feeling a little sad:

"This is indeed not in line with the rules, it's very difficult for us to do it."

Some people bid so high that they can make money, but some people are very upset when they make trouble.

"Ha, it's hard to deal with?"

At this moment, Du Sheng took a few steps back very eye-catchingly.

Just saw Liang Kun looking at the Zhongqing Society with a little disdain, and stood up:

"Since it's difficult, then don't do it!"

After saying that, he kicked the table over unscrupulously.

After the dining table rolled around in the air, it fell directly on the Zhongqing Society, smashing their table to pieces.

And just the moment the food is thrown away!

"Are you so angry, looking for death!"

"Dare to exorcise our boss's face and chop him up-"

The two tables of people from Mong Kok Tangkou and Chung Qingshang cursed and then fought together without any accident!

If both sides take whatever they have, they will smash it to the other side directly.

Du Sheng knew very well that he was here to make a game this time, which could not only disgust Dafei, but also ruin the two sides' joint efforts.

He suddenly crawled through the crowd, picked up a chair from behind, kicked Niu Wei who was blocking the road, and smashed Ding Yichi's head!

"Bang!"

Ding Yichi touched the back of his head, which was flowing blood, and was both shocked and angry:

"Afa, cut this to death!"

He didn't expect Du Sheng to be so cunning and search the house!

For a moment, there were sounds of killings everywhere, comparable to the chaos of the seven countries.

All kinds of smashing and bursting, screaming intertwined, turning the celebration banquet into a PK banquet.

"Whatever you do? Stop!"

Dafei was shocked and angry when he saw it, but no matter how he stopped drinking, it would be useless.

Because one party deliberately caused trouble, the other party was angry, how could it be possible to stop for a moment?

And this is also about face-saving issues.

If you are in the world, you will be very fond of your fortune and have a big face!

As for Brother Ji, Fat Lai Li and other masters of Hongxing, they neither sided or participated, but just smiled and shouted twice before opening the venue.

No community can be a monolithic within it.

What's more, Liangkun has offended so many people, so they are happy to see Liangkun appear ugly.

It's just that the situation on the scene is ridiculous.

Du Sheng was alone and left the two brothers in the Ding family confused.

There was even more crazy man rushing forward, grabbing a bad guy with one hand and swinging it violently!

With a "bang", the ransom broke through three people like a shell, and then smashed the dining table behind him into pieces.

Born with divine power, so terrifying!

Even though there was a red stick thug next to Ding Yichi, Sang Biao, it was not enough to see at all.

If it weren't for Dafei, Chen Haonan and others, Zhongqingshe and others would have been beaten by Liang Kun.

"Swoosh!"

Du Sheng avoided the stuff that was smashed, and then hit Sang Biao's head who was roaring and was about to smash Ding Li Chai who was still standing, an angry shout spread from the door.

"Stop it all!"

"Otherwise, they will be handcuffed!"

A group of bad guys in military uniforms rushed in with electric batons and pulled away the two gangs of people fighting.

Seeing the leader Leng Junmao ready to fire his gun, Ding Yixi and his brothers had to stop even if they were angry.

Although the Emperor's colonial expedition was ineffective, he still had shame.

Especially during this shift time, if you are caught by an annoyed man, you must be shut up and be disgusted.

So under normal circumstances, when those who are in the world meet in broad daylight, they usually retreat.

The cold-shouzhang man put away his gun and stepped forward coldly:

"I am Senior Inspector O Journalist, Li Dasheng!"

"Do you mess up with this time? Are you messing around or deliberately playing with me?"

As the master, Dafei could only suppress his anger towards Liang Kun and said with a haha:

"Li SIR, it's just a little misunderstanding."

"Don't worry, it's done soon, so there's no need to bother you."

Seeing this, Big Boss B, Ge Ji and others also stood up to practice Tai Chi.

"Li SIR, we will hold a banquet tonight according to the rules, so don't be angry about the little things."

I have never been involved in the imperial aura in the world, and I don’t know which policeman who failed to report it.

"Misunderstand?"

Li Dasheng had a calm face, pointed to the messy scene and said coldly:

"You are all well-known figures in the world, so you must be very clear about what a fight is."

"I have two police cars underneath. Do you want to hold a banquet in the cell?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene became silent.

However, Liang Kun, who was unscathed, tilted his head and shoulders, looked like a crotch, stood up and smiled:

"Li SIR, we are all good citizens who were invited to eat the table. Just now, it was just to celebrate and discuss."

"But everyone has eaten almost the same food, so there is no need to mobilize the troops to go back to the banquet with you."

Speaking of this, he smiled and looked at Zhongqingshe and others who were glaring:

"But the people over there didn't have any water just now, so they couldn't say they wanted to go back with you for a cup of milk tea."

Du Sheng knew that it was basically like this tonight. Seeing Mo Jiaqi waved to him, he smiled and returned to elegance and walked over.

The scene was arguing for a while, and the atmosphere cooled down, and both sides gave way.

This kind of dispute scene is really too common. Li Dasheng doesn't want to work overtime at night, and he said with a cold look:
To be continued...