When Wan Qiang saw what happened, he pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang and shouted, saying that he also hit women. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not respond. He rushed forward and pulled out the Rat King Blade. He crossed paths with Wan Qiang and stood behind him.
As soon as the rice entered his mouth, a large iron pot was placed on his head. The large cooking pot was like a helmet that covered his head. Wan Qiang's vision went black. He didn't know what had happened. He became anxious and threw the bag of rice in his hand. The scattered rice formed a waterfall like a curtain of rain.
The 2 of them fought all the way from the center to the wall, causing the wooden planks of the wall to shatter. The backstage was also exposed to the eyes of the crowd, as a number of women in bikinis screamed and ran, trying to avoid the fight. Zhang Xiao Qiang and Wan Qiang were fighting to the point of forgetting themselves, and did not care where they were.
Zhang Xiao Qiang's body was already drenched in sweat, while Wan Qiang was not. He started to pant heavily, and by the time both of them had caught their breaths, the scene was a mess again. The wooden floorboards in the middle of the hall could no longer be seen, all of them had been smashed into pieces. The tables and chairs were the same, mixed together on the floor. One could only tell their former identities from their colors.
Zhang Xiao Qiang flew out again and somersaulted twice, landing steadily on the junk on the ground. His landing was stable, but when he landed, he stepped on a piece of wood, and his foot slipped, causing him to lose his balance.
She stumbled backward and bumped into a pile of wooden tables and chairs.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wan Qiang's gun barrel and said enviously. Wan Qiang did not say anything. He pulled up his pants and ran away. He smashed a hole in the wall and disappeared into the distance …
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a headache. He looked at the direction Wan Qiang escaped. He saw a big hole in the wall. Two people fought and one ran away. So the one who stayed behind had to compensate?
"Pa …" The big slap landed on the foreign girl's face. She hit the wall and fainted. The one who slapped him was Yutou. Zhang Xiaoqiang hit their simple cover.
As far as the eye could see, the entire hall, including the wooden floor of the stage, had been reduced to rubble. The kitchen and the backstage of the bar had been completely destroyed. Even the walls were filled with holes. Whatever wooden tea tables, wooden chairs, and all sorts of decorations had been destroyed. Zhang Xiao Qiang stood on the spot and walked around, but did not see anything that was intact.
"With your height and style, your thing is not small. Do you still want to fight?"
Wan Qiang looked at his naked bird in surprise. Zhang Xiaoqiang was tasting it with him.
Zhang Xiao Qiang sheathed the Rat King Blade back into the leather bag. Seeing the girl who was about to run over, he gestured for her to go out. He casually picked up an unbroken bottle of wine and used his teeth to bite off the cork. With the broken glass in his mouth, he raised his head and gulped it down. He threw the bottle away and spat out the broken glass. Then he rushed out.
The 2 of them started fighting again, and another wooden wall was destroyed. The 2 of them returned to the hall, and Zhang Xiao Qiang had no way of dealing with Wan Qiang. Unless he used the Rat King Blade, he wouldn't be able to take Wan Qiang down. Without reaching that step, he didn't want to use his weapon.
After getting rid of the troublemaker, the two returned to the starting point. At this time, Wan Qiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang were in a dilemma. The two fought for a long time, but no one was tired. Both of them were hungry.
Zhang Xiao Qiang was still struggling in the pile of wood when a bottle of Chivas Regal smashed onto his head, causing half a bottle of Chivas Regal to fall. Zhang Xiao Qiang shook his wet hair and looked at himself, only to see the Caucasian girl holding the bottle neck and staring at him foolishly.
There were all kinds of wine cabinets. Most of them were empty. Only one cabinet was full of wine. Zhang Xiaoqiang was flying towards the cabinet full of wine bottles. The bottles broke and the wine spilled. Zhang Xiaoqiang's back went numb. He slid down and fell on the ground. The wine cabinet shook twice and fell on Zhang Xiaoqiang's back.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to act shamelessly, but he did not want to be a fool and pay for someone else. While he was in a dilemma, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the foreign girl fainted at Yutou's feet. Zhang Xiaoqiang had an idea. He called Yutou and said a few words to him. Yutou nodded and went out.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the big hole with a proud smile. He won the fight and Wan Qiang escaped. The matter was over and he was the final winner. The winner turned around and saw the mess in the room. Suddenly, his face turned bitter. Wan Qiang escaped, and the two of them fought and smashed someone else's shop.
Wan Qiang did not chase after him. He knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang would not die. He took the opportunity to eat rice from the rice bag. Then, he smelled a strong aroma of wine. While he was still thinking about whether to continue eating rice or drink wine, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed over again.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang, Wan Qiang cursed. He had never seen such a troublesome fellow. No matter how he fought, he was always lively. Unless he used a heavy blow to kill, Wan Qiang would not be able to beat Zhang Xiaoqiang to the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see it, but Wan Qiang could see it. He picked up a mop and was about to hit Wan Qiang's chrysanthemum again. The mop left an afterimage and was about to hit Wan Qiang's chrysanthemum. Wan Qiang kicked the mop and hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's lower abdomen. Zhang Xiaoqiang flew out and crashed into another room.
Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the pot and used his left hand to cover his head and face. He endured the numbing itch from the rice hitting his body. He rushed in front of Wan Qiang, who wanted to pull the pot off his head. He used his foot to pin between Wan Qiang's legs and brought him to the ground.
"Watch her, she wasted our wine …"
The girl who bought the wine was hiding in the corner of the room. Seeing this, she wanted to rush up and pull Zhang Xiaoqiang out. She saw the whole wine cabinet silently dismembered and turned into wooden boards of various shapes.
"Clang …" The cauldron heavily hit the ground, and a large part of it was dented. Wan Qiang let out a muffled howl. He no longer thought about how to pull the cauldron out. His ten fingers stabbed into the cauldron like chisels, and tore a big hole in the cauldron above his head, revealing his head.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the foreign girl in front of him and patted her face to wake her up. The foreign girl was still confused and blurted out a bunch of foreign languages. This time, it was Zhang Xiaoqiang's turn to be confused.
"Bang …" A cloth bag filled with flour and rice flew into the air. The scattered flour bag dyed the two of them into noodles. Wan Qiang casually caught one of the rice bags, tore it open, and poured the rice into his mouth. He was too hungry, so he needed to replenish himself first.
Zhang Xiaoqiang said and rushed out, leaving Yutou dumbfounded. He didn't understand why Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about being hit on the head and only cared about his wine.
"Hey … … Do you know how to speak Chinese?"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged, Wan Qiang quickly turned around. He thought this cunning guy wanted to rape his ass again. But when he turned around, he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang shaking his wet hair and smiling at him. Then, his belt broke and his pants fell to his feet.