No, when the three younger brothers around them heard their boss roaring, they all clenched their fists and rushed forward.
Facing the appearance of the three people, Feng Jun did not immediately resist, but lifted the table.
A huge table flipped up, and various hot ingredients were thrown at the three people in front of them. One of the unlucky guys was directly hit in the face by the pot of boiling casserole porridge. Drenched all over.
He immediately let out a wail of pain, held his clothes and danced left and right, thinking that he was developing some new dance style.
"It's hot... it's hot... it's hot." The man let out a painful cry.
The table was raised, blocking the attack of three people, and even killed one of them by coincidence.
However, Feng Jun didn't stay too long. He picked up Shen Lin'er and ran into the store.
"Hide well, don't get hurt." Feng Jun took Shen Lin'er into the store and looked at Shen Lin'er seriously and said.
"Boss, you have to be careful." Shen Liner said with a fearful expression.
"Don't worry, it's just a few little things." Feng Jie gave Shen Lin'er a reassuring look.
At this moment, the guy named Brother Huolong had already rushed over with three people, and even the man who had just been burned on the face also followed.
"Boy, you are dead. Even if Jesus comes today, I can't save you. I said so." The fire dragon looked at Feng Jun with a ferocious smile. I don't know when, he already held a hand in his hand. A dagger.
When he saw the bright dagger held in the hand of the guy named Fire Dragon, Feng Jun also frowned and secretly felt stupid.
Feng Jun had many fights before, especially during his college days. He had many such fights.
But Feng Jun still knows one thing very well, no matter how much you fight in the house, it is not an overly serious matter. If you are serious, you can just go to the office for civil mediation.
After all, if you just hit someone with fists and kicks, unless you are extremely unlucky, or you meet a top professional boxer, or you will be bruised and bruised.
But now it’s different when I see the gangster leader showing off his dagger. If he doesn’t handle it well, he will lose his life.
And when the knife is used, it will not be as simple as an ordinary fight, nor can it be mediated if you want.
Feng Jun wanted to say something else, but the fire dragon didn't give Feng Jun a chance to speak at all, and stabbed Feng Jun with the dagger.
When he saw the sharp dagger stabbing him straight, Feng Jun's heart trembled, he cursed in his heart, and hurriedly avoided it.
Can barely avoid this oncomingWhen the knife came, I saw the fire dragon's hand backhand, and the sharp dagger continued to blow towards Feng Jun.
The next moment, Feng Jun's clothes had been scratched open, a scratch appeared on his chest, and a trace of blood emerged from the wound.
"Fuck." Feng Jun roared.
If I hadn’t dodged in time, it wouldn’t have been just a small cut. It might have been a deeper and longer cut.
Fortunately, there was a cut now, but it was only three to five centimeters long and not very deep.
"Boy, you are dead." The fire dragon said with a ferocious smile.
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However, as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jun suddenly picked up a folding stool and the folding stool was raised heavily.
The next moment, it was slapped on the hand of the fire dragon, a powerful and heavy blow, with a loud bang.
The fire dragon's hand suffered such a heavy blow, and he could not hold the dagger in his hand.
As soon as the blow fell, Feng Jun stepped forward and kicked out, hard on the belly of the fire dragon, and directly kicked the fire dragon away.
If Feng Jun hadn't still had a trace of reason, he would have slapped the fire dragon on the head with the stool just now.
Fire Dragon was kicked away directly, and Feng Jun was also punched twice by Bang Bang on the back. Fire Dragon's younger brother also took advantage of this opportunity to secretly punch Feng Junlai twice.
"You're a bastard." Feng Jun roared angrily, picked up the folding stool and threw it at several people.
After shooting left and right, the surroundings completely calmed down after a minute. The three guys also lay down on the ground, letting out painful wails. Each of them had a bruised nose and face, and their bodies were in a miserable state.
As for the inside of this supper shop, it was also a mess, with tables, chairs and benches broken throughout the shop.
"Boss, are you okay?" Shen Lin'er looked at the wound on Feng Jun's chest with tears in her eyes.
"I... I may not... No... I can't do it anymore." Feng Jun covered the scar on his chest and looked at Shen Lin'er and said.
"Ah... boss... you... you... don't worry. What should I do if something happens to you?" Shen Lin'er cried with tears in her eyes, exquisite His face was full of tears, and he hugged Feng Jun directly.
"Ahem, you hug me so tightly, I can't breathe. I mean, I'm so thirsty. I just sat down and didn't even drink water." Feng Jun raised the corner of his mouth. With a smile, Feng Junke could clearly feel the softness when Shen Lin'er threw herself into his arms.
"Ah...Boss...you...you're okay." Shen Lin'er's eyes turned red as she looked at Feng Jun, who suddenly had a smile on his lips.
The next moment, he realized that he had been deceived by Feng Jun. Then he rolled his beautiful eyes and pushed Feng Jun away.
"Hiss." Feng Jun took a breath, his face full of pain.
This is not Feng Jun pretending, but real pain. Shen Lin'er, this girl, just pushed, hitting the wound on Feng Jun's chest.
Although the wound was not deep, it bled a lot. This push made Feng Jun even more painful.
"Boss, stop pretending. I won't be deceived by you again." Shen Liner wiped her tears and looked at Feng Jun and said.
"I'm not pretending, you pushed the wound and it hurts." Feng Jun pointed to the wound on his body and said with a grin.
Feng Jun now also feels pain all over his body, including wounds on his chest and several punches in the back.
Adrenaline surged up at first, but I didn’t feel anything. But now that I calmed down completely, I felt pain.
"Huh?" Shen Lin'er also realized at this moment that she seemed to have really pushed Feng Jun's chest. When she saw the blood overflowing from the chest, Shen Lin'er suddenly panicked.
"Ahem, go get me a bottle of water, I'm thirsty. Also, why haven't the police come yet? Shouldn't this be like a movie? I'm a hero and have saved the beauty. After the fight, they Will you show up at the right time?" Feng Jun muttered softly.
Seeing that Feng Jun was still thinking about joking, Shen Lin'er also understood that Feng Jun was not seriously injured, and she was completely relieved of her worries.