Chapter 975 Melee

"Snapped!"

Zhao Dafei didn't give up. He took a step forward and slapped Mu Yaoyao hard on the face with his backhand at a very fast speed.

Xu Aoshan wanted to help her, but Zhao Dafei kicked her away: "Bitch."

The other girls were also knocked to the ground by Zhao Dafei's arrows. Then he took a step forward and slapped Mu Yaoyao again.

"Snapped!"

The ruthless Zhao Dafei made half of Mu Yaoyao's face red, and her hair was messed up. She was as miserable as she wanted, and she was indescribably helpless.

"Damn it! How dare you hit me!"

Zhao Dafei licked his lips, grabbed Mu Yaoyao's neck, and said ferociously, "I owe you."

"Fuck your sister!"

When Nangong Xiong saw Mu Yaoyao and the others being humiliated and bullied, and Zhao Dafei stepped forward to trample on Mu Yaoyao, he picked up the trash can next to the elevator.

"boom!"

Nangong Xiong slapped the garbage can directly on Zhao Dafei's head, and a pile of white sand and garbage scattered out.

"Um!"

Zhao Dafei, who was grabbing Mu Yaoyao's neck, had no time to dodge and was hit by a garbage can. He fell sideways due to pain and his head was bleeding.

"Fuck him for me!"

Zhao Dafei covered his scalp with a cracked and bleeding scalp, and shouted angrily at his friends: "Fuck this guy Li to death. I will be responsible for anything that happens."

A dozen of Zhao Dafei's friends and bodyguards rolled up their sleeves angrily and rushed towards Nangong Xiong and the others.

Except for the four members of the Dragon Division, the rest of Nangong Xiong's side were all women with no restraints, so this battle was very unfair.

"Bang bang bang!"

The twelve people were quickly overwhelmed by Zhao Dafei's men. At the beginning, the four members of the Dragon Division were able to form a defense line to protect Nangong Xiong and the others from being injured.

But Zhao Dafei and his bodyguards were not bad, especially the dull old man's attacks, which were extremely sharp, so the members of the Dragon Division were quickly suppressed.

The four members of the Dragon Division were quickly divided into a group fight, and then three of Zhao Dafei's men rushed in front of Nangong Xiong, punching and kicking.

Nangong Xiong also resisted with all his life and asked Mu Yaoyao to rush out quickly.

"boom!"

When a short-haired young man rushed in front of Nangong Xiong, Nangong Xiong swung the garbage can out. The other person screamed and fell to the ground.

But before Nangong Xiong could be happy, he hit him on the head with a fist and kicked his knees with two feet.

Nangong Xiong immediately stumbled to the ground and the trash can fell out of his hands.

Zhao Dafei was holding a pipe in his mouth behind him, hugging Yu Xuan and shouting loudly: "Beat him! Beat him hard! Damn it! Foreigners dare to be arrogant!"

"Nangong Xiong, if you dare to steal the business of the Thirteenth Alliance, I will not only make your woman feel comfortable, but I will also beat you until you are convinced."

"I will definitely sleep with every one of the women around you today. If you don't believe me, just wait for my erotic show."

After Nangong Xiong struggled to knock down three opponents, he roared, picked up the trash can, and rushed towards Zhao Dafei.

"cough!"

Zhao Dafei coughed lightly, and the seemingly dull old man, who had not yet released his momentum, exploded with majestic momentum after understanding the meaning behind his master's eyes.

The previous dullness was gone, replaced by fierceness and ferocity.

This man took action without warning, jumped up, and launched a domineering roundhouse kick towards Nangong Xiong.

"boom!"

Nangong Xiong felt a pain in his body, and then a surge of brute force, and he fell to the ground like dead grass swept by a strong wind.

The dull old man used his waist and eyes to exert force, and with the help of the roundhouse kick, he spun gorgeously in the air. He cleverly retracted his right leg and kicked his left leg suddenly.

Full of dazzling action.

This kick hit the chest of a member of the Dragon Tribe who was fighting fiercely. The tall Dragon Tribe member opened his mouth and vomited blood, and collapsed on the ground.

The dull old man didn't stop. He flew backwards with the force of a step, and knocked away another elite dragon member of the savior on his back.

On Nangong Xiong's side, the combat effectiveness completely collapsed.

"Young Master Mingjiang, I don't care."

Zhao Dafei shouted with a cruel smile: "Fight, beat me to death. If anything happens, I, Zhao Dafei, will take care of you."

"Hit him! Beat him!"

A dozen or so of Zhao Dafei's friends swarmed forward, punching and kicking Nangong Xiong and others. Xu Aoshan and others were also slapped to the ground.

Nangong Xiong's face was full of grief and anger, and he waved his hands to constantly guard his body's vital points to prevent his fists from hurting his eyes or heart.

Facing the siege of this group of people, he knew that he had no chance to fight back. What he had to do now was to protect himself and pay back this humiliation in the future.

"Bang! Bang!"

The chaos and group fights at the scene made Zhao Dafei very excited, and he didn't think about the consequences at all.

They only know that the capital is the territory of the Thirteen Leagues, and nothing will happen to them if they beat up a few outsiders.

In this three-acre area of ​​​​the capital, apart from the five major families and the government, Zhao Dafei felt that he was the leader of the younger generation.

While the scuffle continued at the scene, the duty manager and security guards rushed over, but they were unable to control the situation at all.

The pretty manager was even slapped twice by Zhao Dafei. Finally, she covered her face and hid in a corner to cry. Most of the security guards who tried to break up the fight were also beaten.

The only good thing was that when the security guards came over and tried to control the scene, Mu Yaoyao pulled Xu Aoshan out to avoid a more brutal beating.

Nangong Xiong was knocked to the ground and kicked countless times.

He never expected that people like Zhao Dafei would be so hysterical. You know, this was in broad daylight and it was a star hotel.

The furious Nangong Xiong vowed to retaliate for today's anger.

More than a dozen people were brutal. When they were tired of kicking, they picked up a trash can and smashed it. Several girls were also slapped several times, leaving fingerprints on their faces.

Nangong Xiong pushed away the three or so ruthless people regardless of his own safety, and threw himself on them for final protection.

Nangong Xiong looked sad and angry: "You will regret it."

This roar was filled with helplessness, resentment, and the helplessness that only a weak person can have.

"Regret? There are indeed people in the capital that I regret, but they are not you, a foreigner."

Zhao Dafei saw Nangong Xiong and the others losing their resistance, patted Yu Xuan's waist and smiled: "Go up and kick your man a few times."

He wanted to humiliate Nangong Xiong to the end.

The corner of Yu Xuan's mouth twitched, but she gritted her teeth, stepped forward, and kicked Nangong Xiong hard several times. This was considered a vote of honor.

Nangong Xiong looked at Yu Xuan with a sad look on his face, but said nothing.

"Nangong Xiong, do you accept it? I fucked your woman and then beat you. What can you do?"

Zhao Dafei stepped on Nangong Xiong with a proud look on his face: "If you accept it, take 10 million and the two women just now to find me at Fugui Hotel tonight."

"I'm having a cocktail party there tonight, and I'm waiting for you to apologize. If you don't come, I'll tell you that you can't leave the capital..."

At this time, Mu Yaoyao was crying and called the number left by Ye Tianlong:

"Ye Tianlong..."