Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 218 KTV God of War
Zeng Wenjie thought it was quite interesting to drink some wine and sing some songs.

This kind of atmosphere is much better than singing and touching.

Moreover, the princess in the private room is also very professional. She can always arrange whatever song you want to order in the first time, and she also knows the timing of opening the wine very well.

Fu Qianzhu is not very good at singing, is very shy and is unwilling to answer the microphone.

But Liu Xu’s singing was not very good, and she was always out of tune, but that did not stop her from being happy.

Encouraged by her, Fu Qianzhu also sang a song called "Thousands of Songs". There were many mistakes in the pronunciation of the dialect, but no one said anything.

Feng Xiao drank a lot of wine with Zeng Wenjie, and generously pulled his hand to put it on her silk leg, and said, "Look at the quality of our Marennia!"

Zeng Wenjie nodded seriously and said, "As expected, the quality of our stockings is really good. It must be right to sell them at such a high price!"

Feng Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing. He gently pinched his face and said, "How can you be so shameless? Teach me!"

Zeng Wenjie ignored her and said, "When the product scale is expanded and we make some underwear, please let me feel the quality."

Feng Xiao couldn't hold it in any longer, picked up a full cup, and said with a smile: "Drink, drink! I'm afraid I can't learn your shamelessness."

At this time, Ye Qiansheng ordered a song called "Woman's Choice" to sing.

When it came to the climax, he even deliberately sang it wrong, "A woman's choice is perfect and absolute~ Do you want me to give in to you?"

When Shi Jing heard this, he immediately cursed. How could he not hear that this was a joke on him?

"Damn it, Brother Ye, are you trying to trick me? I know you are definitely trying to trick me!" Shi Jing said angrily, carrying two bottles of wine.

"I was wrong, brother. I apologize to you right away." Ye Qiansheng laughed so hard.

The three girls also burst into laughter at Ye Qiansheng's teasing. Shi Jing's face turned red, and he realized how abstract and funny he had been before.

Everyone had fun happily until about eleven o'clock. The three girls were a little drunk, so they stopped drinking and took turns singing.

Feng Xiao joined Zeng Wenjie's team to play dice, but he was unlucky and was beaten three times in a row by Shi Jing, the iron-headed man.

After three glasses of wine, I felt dizzy.

In addition, there was a strong smell of smoke in the private room, and I immediately felt like vomiting.

"Your chimneys are producing too much poisonous fog. I'm going out to take a breath!" Feng Xiao stood up, covering his nose, and walked out.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to accompany you?" Zeng Wenjie said.

"Drink yours. I've probably been to places like this more often than you have." Feng Xiao sneered, opened the door and went out.

After breathing the fresh air outside the private room, she felt much more comfortable.

At the end of the corridor is a decorative wine cabinet, on which are placed many expensive foreign liquors.

Feng Xiao walked up and said with a smile, "Romanee-Conti? That's really impressive!"

She realized that most of the wine in the wine cabinet was fake. There were a few bottles that were real, but they probably contained cola.

"Hmm? You're not bad. Come here... drink with me. I'll order a few bottles of the most expensive ones for you today!" Feng Xiao's wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone. It was a middle-aged man who was at least five percent drunk.

"Brother, I'm not your younger sister, I'm a guest." Feng Xiao said.

"It's okay! I'll arrange the most expensive wine for you today so that you can get the highest commission." The middle-aged man seemed not to hear her and simply pulled her hard into the private room.

Feng Xiao was not an innocent little girl. She could see that this man had some background and knew that if she resisted at this time, she would probably get a slap in the face. She could only smile helplessly and follow him into the private room.

She explained in a very patient tone as they walked, but the middle-aged man just wouldn't listen.

Feng Xiao realized that he had encountered someone who was pretending to be crazy due to drinking, so he took out his cell phone with his other hand and sent a text message to Zeng Wenjie.

She was pulled into a big private room. There were about ten middle-aged men in the room, each holding a girl and drinking and touching her happily.

Feng Xiao, who was forced to sit on the sofa, remained gentle and calm to avoid being taken advantage of... When Zeng Wenjie brought Ye Qiansheng to this big room, he saw the middle-aged man grabbing Feng Xiao's head and slapping her in the face.

Although Feng Xiao had been pretending to be accommodating enough, he still angered him after avoiding the man's dirty hands several times and trying to persuade him with kind words. In addition, the friends in the private room were all making a fuss, which made him unable to hold back his anger.

"No, forget it." Feng Xiao saw Zeng Wenjie and Ye Qiansheng come in, and immediately stepped forward to dissuade them.

There was a bright red palm print on her face, blood at the corner of her lips, and tears in her eyes, but she still forced a smile.

Zeng Wenjie had no expression on his face. He pushed her onto the single sofa at the edge and she stumbled.

When passing by the wine table, he picked up an empty bottle and smashed it at the man who had just hit someone!

"boom!"

The empty bottle exploded on the man's head. The man screamed, covered his head and fell on the sofa.

"Fuck it, that little bastard is tired of living! Fuck him!"

Seeing their men being hit on the head with a bottle, the dozen or so men in the private room instantly became furious, feeling like their territory was being invaded.

Those who wanted to steal wine bottles stole wine bottles, those who wanted to steal ashtrays stole ashtrays, and they swarmed over!
Ye Qiansheng cursed: "Damn it, come on, come on, it's been a long time since we fought!"

Zeng Wenjie stepped in front of the sofa where Feng Xiao was sitting and shouted to Ye Qiansheng, "Protect her!"

At this moment, the song "The Difficult Sutra" started playing.

Feng Xiao was stunned. He saw light and shadow intertwined in front of him, wine bottles flying everywhere, and several wine bottles exploded on Zeng Wenjie and Ye Qiansheng's heads.

But the two brothers stood in front of her and refused to lie down.

One of them held the opponent in a standard Sanda stance and counterattacked with a sharp backhand punch; the other protected his vital parts with both hands and looked for opportunities to kick the opponent in the crotch or throat.

The little girl in the room screamed in fright and ran out in the chaos.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man was kicked in the crotch by Zeng Wenjie, and then hit with a heavy punch from behind, knocking him to the ground and causing several teeth to come out.

"Nimma...it's so satisfying!"

Two minutes later, Ye Qiansheng was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, his head covered in blood.

Zeng Wenjie was not in a much better condition. His head was covered with broken glass, his face was swollen like a pig's head, with cuts everywhere, and the joints of his hands were torn and bleeding.

Eighty percent of the big moves the old man taught me never got a chance to be used, especially the grappling moves. The 20% that were used were all kicks in the crotch and throat strikes.

Zeng Wenjie grinned, glanced at the dozen or so middle-aged men lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a wry smile: "This time he really is a fucking Super Saiyan!"

"Young man, let's talk things over nicely... I was wrong just now, but I'm not an ordinary person. If you keep making trouble, you'll end up in trouble."

After slapping Feng Xiao, the man sat up from the sofa, covered his head, and said with a gloomy face.

He didn't expect that these two guys were so good at fighting. Even though their companions were in their thirties and forties, and their bodies were hollowed out by alcohol and sex, the number of people was there after all.

But these two, like gods of war, endured several beer bottles and countless heavy punches, but still gritted their teeth and knocked down all their men!
At this moment, Zeng Wenjie and Ye Qiansheng were so tired that they had no energy to deal with this guy.

Feng Xiao stood up, picked up the towel on the table and swept away the glass fragments on Zeng Wenjie's head, then grabbed a handful of ice cubes from the ice bucket and pressed them on his swollen cheeks.

Ye Qiansheng pointed at Feng Xiao and said, "You are such a heartless young lady Feng..."

Zeng Wenjie was so tired that he slumped down on the sofa and tremblingly took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Feng Xiao held down his trembling hand, snatched the fireworks, stuffed two into his mouth, lit them up, and then handed them to the two brothers covered in blood.

Zeng Wenjie took a puff of top-notch cigarette, and his throat was extremely dry at the moment. The big puff of smoke made him feel extremely spicy and painful, but he felt that this was probably the most enjoyable cigarette he had ever smoked in his two lifetimes.

At this moment, the door of the private room opened and the people from the KTV came...

(End of this chapter)