Chapter 73 His Frivolity
"Boss, please first!"

A little gangster waved his praying mantis fist and raised it here and there, baring his teeth and laughing at his head and scalp!
"Food bucket!" The leader angrily reprimanded.

"Let's go, brothers!"

After yelling, the leader of the gangster rushed towards Du Yu with his thin arms.

Just when his fist was about to land on Du Yu, he found that all his men were standing still.

However, closing his hand at this moment obviously lost the majesty of the leader. In fact, due to inertia, at this moment, his fist is not something he can retract if he wants to!

Du Yu grabbed the fist fiercely, like breaking firewood, and bent his hands lightly. After hearing a "click", the gangster leader's face turned pale, and he fell to the ground with his arms folded in less than a second. There was a scream like a pig being killed.

"Not good, I met a master!"

When the gangsters saw the boss lying on the ground and howling, they all took a step back like cowards.

A gangster at the back started to run towards the bar, as if he was calling for rescuers.

"Who else wants to go!" Du Yu's face was as gloomy as Shura from hell, and his cold eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

"Brother, which road are you on?" At first, some gangsters showed affection to Du Yu.

"Yeah, how about the little ones hanging out with the big brother in the future?"

It's definitely not easy for a man who can get their boss to drive a BMW with one trick. As the saying goes, leaning against a big tree can enjoy the shade. I'm sorry, boss, this can't make them turn against each other!

"Which of you beat my friend tonight!"Du Yu asked in a deep voice.

"what?"

"this?"

The gangsters are a bit embarrassed, they usually bully drunks, and beat each other harder, anyway, drunks can't even walk steadily, this kind of fight can't lose!
When it comes to occasions where arms and legs are missing, they are better at slipping than mice.

"It's all done!" Du Yu snorted coldly through his nostrils, "I don't want to get my hands dirty, so you guys hit each other, the effect can't be worse than that of my friend!"

The gangsters looked at each other in blank dismay, could this man beat them up?
But, fight each other?

This matter is easy to handle, anyway, this group of people are all in the same place, at worst, their noses are bruised and their faces are swollen, and they will never lose their arms or legs!
The gangsters looked embarrassedly at the boss who was rolling on the ground with his arms crossed, and their little friend who flew away not far away, "Let's do it, brothers, let's save some time...!"

"Ouch!"

Before the man could finish his sentence, another gangster punched him on the nose.

"Damn, bastard, fuck you!" He was furious after being beaten, wiped away the nosebleed, and raised his fist to greet him back.

When the other gangsters saw it, they also raised their fists and slammed it around, and an infighting broke out.

Du Yu put his arms around his chest and watched coldly a group of monkey-like young and Dangerous boys fighting like a farce.

After a while, many people's faces were developing in the direction of bruises and swollen faces.

"Stop, stop for me!"

A tall, big man rushed out of the bar, with his waist pinched, his fat face trembling with anger, and he yelled at a group of fighting gangsters.

"Damn it, a bunch of idiots, they're full, I paid you to watch the venue, not to watch you play games!"

A little gangster stopped and looked at the fat man in anger, "Boss Feng, we are not playing a game, we are playing for real. Look...!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was knocked to the ground with a punch.

(End of this chapter)

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