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The thin man grinned when he saw the situation, seeming quite satisfied with his actions.
He gestured with his middle finger towards the crowd, then turned to the stern-faced young man and said, "Big brother, take care of them."
The young man pushed Chu Xun aside, about to say something, when suddenly he frowned, raised his head, and saw a burly man holding a bottle of wine, smashing it down towards him.
Without time to speak, he dodged the bottle, leaned to the side, and extended his leg, striking the burly man's instep like a blunt knife. Almost simultaneously, he placed his palm on the burly man's lower back and pushed hard, sending the burly man flying through the air.
The burly man was thrown out with ease, without even a glance from the other person, who continued to gaze at the dance floor. By now, the dance floor had descended into complete chaos, with the people he brought with him now brawling with the bar patrons.
Everyone was using fists and bottles to greet their opponents. But clearly, no one was a gracious host; the punches thrown and the bottles hurled were not holding back. The bar's lights continued to roll and flow, casting shifting shadows of fists and sparkling bottle lights on the dance floor.
The bar music started playing again at some point. Everyone was fully engaged in the brawl, and occasional screams and splatters of blood could be heard. The screams mixed with the bar music, creating an eerie atmosphere.
In no time, fists and blood were flying, and the screams resonated with the music.
The young man looked at the chaos in the field, his eyes bursting with cold light, sweeping over the crowd, and then his gaze fell on a certain place and he walked towards it. At that moment, a figure stood in front of him. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the young bar waiter.
Chu Xun was kicked by the thin man and fell into the arms of the young man, who then pushed him away, causing him to hit the counter.
Before he could react, the situation in the room had already changed drastically. He rubbed his butt, then lifted his head just in time to see the young man using leverage to throw the strong man towards him. Seeing the strong man about to crash into the counter, he took a step forward, placed his palm on the strong man's shoulder, and effortlessly neutralized the force of the charge.
"Good skills!" he silently praised the young man in his heart, then looked towards the bar owner behind the counter.
" uncle Kun?"
The bar owner had been completely absorbed in the cheesy soap opera on TV and paid no attention to anything happening outside the counter.
At this moment, when he heard Chu Xun's question, he didn't turn his head, but stretched out his hand holding a cigarette and waved it casually towards Chu Xun.
Chu Xun grinned, took off the apron from his chest, and quickly stepped forward to stop the young man.
"Get lost!" The young man looked at Chu Xun blocking his way and said in a low voice.
"How can I leave when you've caused such a big commotion on my turf!" Chu Xun responded with a smile.
The young man no longer wasted words, quickly stepped forward, planted his right leg, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and whipped his left leg out like a whip. The leg carried an astonishing momentum, fiercely sweeping upward towards Chu Xun.
As the leg whistled closer, Chu Xun looked at it with increasingly bright eyes. He did not choose to avoid it, but instead reacted in a very short time, exerting force through his arms, and grabbing the tray with both hands, blocking it at his side. It was at this moment that the whip-like leg arrived abruptly.
"A snap" sound, as the tray made contact with the leg, it shattered and splintered, wood chips flying. Chu Xun protected his body with his arms, using the force of the leg to move three steps to the left. He brushed off the wood chips from his arms, feeling a slight tingling sensation, shook his hand, and said, "Impressive!"
The young man, seeing his powerful whip kick land on the opponent with no effect, was also secretly surprised. Throughout the Wushan road, who didn't know his close combat ability? How could an ordinary person withstand his kick?
It was the burly man who had just received a blow to his leg, and it seemed that he would have to obediently fall to the ground. Unexpectedly, this small waiter actually managed to withstand it. Little did he know that the waiter in front of him was also someone who made nearby ruffians flee at the mere mention of his name.
He was quite confident in his own skills and had no intention of using force against a small waiter. However, the situation today was urgent, so he had no choice. He only hoped to knock down the other party in one fell swoop and then go about his business, but the result turned out to be like this.
"It's my turn!" Chu Xun forcefully blocked the opponent's roundhouse kick, then swiftly transitioned to offense. He stepped back a few paces, then lunged forward, leaping into the air and delivering a kick to the opponent's chest.
The young man felt a surge of excitement as Chu Xun caught his leg, and without hesitation, he faced the incoming downward kick without intending to dodge. He extended one leg backward, bent the other, straightened his upper body, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and crossed his arms in front of his chest to block Chu Xun's kick.
One foot and both arms barely made contact, then quickly separated. Chu Xun used the force rebounding from the opponent's arm to leap backward, then landed lightly. The young man was pushed back a few steps by Chu Xun's kick.
In this brief exchange, the bar's young server unexpectedly gained a slight advantage with the force of the impact.
The young man stopped retreating, stood up straight, and a look of excitement appeared on his stern face as he said in a deep voice, "Come again!" Before the words fell, the young man pounced on Chu Xun again.
Chu Xun was also greatly excited, taking a sidestep to dodge a heavy punch from the opponent. The two exchanged punches and kicks, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.
At this time, the others in the dance floor are still fighting. But the bar patrons are just ordinary people after all, and they can't compare to the gangsters who fight for a living all day long. As time passes, they gradually lose ground. Sichuanese people have blood blossoms on their noses, and they keep cursing non-stop.
Guangdong people were forced into a corner by a tall bully. The bully threw a headbutt at him, and he covered his chest, sitting on the ground, not knowing if his lungs were injured.
Northeast Big Brother had his gold chain pulled by the opponent, then the opponent closed in and hit him in the abdomen with a knee, causing him to crouch down in pain.
The effeminate man was caught in a difficult situation, unable to defend himself. His eye sockets were bruised, clearly from a punch by the opponent. His slicked-back hair, usually shining, was now disheveled and limp on his forehead. Nevertheless, he refused to retreat, protecting a woman wearing sunglasses behind him.
"Call the police!" Someone shouted as they saw the group was overpowered. The voice was clear and resonated throughout the venue. The fighters paused for a moment, then prepared to resume their confrontation.
Just then, a "chirp" sound was heard, followed by a loud bang. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw the stern-faced young man crashing into the counter. In front of him, the pretty young service attendant had one leg raised high.
The young man was obviously kicked out by the young waitress.
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