Domineering, I'm that crazy

really stinks

Nuo Yiming's voice was flat, without any waves.

The fat man kept nodding, "Sure! Hmph! I can't beat a thin bamboo pole like you? Then I'll just eat that table!"

Nuo Yiming turned his head, his eyes fell on the tempered glass coffee table pointed by the fat man, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and he winked at Gangzi.

Gangzi let go of Fatty in an instant.

The chubby fat man stretched his muscles and walked in front of Nuo Yiming.

Unexpectedly, this fat man was a head taller than Nuo Yiming.

Accompanied by a foul smell, the smell was mixed with sweat, and Nuo Yiming couldn't help taking a step back, covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

Ke Nuo Yiming's actions looked like fear to the fat man, "Hahaha, fight with me! You should be more tender!"

Every time the fat man took a step forward, Nuo Yiming would retreat, "I beat you, you let Zhang Jing and her son go, if I lose, I will let you handle it, otherwise, if you lose, you will eat that table! "

The fat man sneered, his face deformed, "Okay!" There was a golden light in his eyes, as if Nuo Yiming was covered with treasures.

That greedy look no longer hides it.

Nuo Yiming turned around and took a breath of fresh air, and murmured: "It seems that the battle is going to be settled quickly!"

This smell is really bad.

Afterwards, Nuo Yiming and Fatty stood on the stage of the KTV hall.

Under the stage, a group of younger brothers were clamoring.

All the fat people held weapons in their hands and shouted at the stage: "Fat brother! Come on! Fat brother, come on!"

"Fat brother! The boy who hit him is looking for teeth all over the place!"

"Brother Fat, just knock him out! We brothers all have a good time tonight!"

"Damn! How do you talk, if you want to have fun, you must be the fat brother first!"

"Uh..." The people below had everything to say, Nuo Yiming heard it in his ears, and just ignored these unnutritious words.

At the same time, there were Gangzi and Boss Chen at the bottom of the stage. They waved their fists and shouted: "Boss! Give this fat man some color!"

Boss Chen was beaten by Fatty's people, and there was no place to vent his anger, so he yelled at Nuo Yiming: "Boss! Beat this fatty to death!"

Nuo Yiming on the stage chuckled, turned to look at Boss Chen, and said jokingly, "Oh? If this fat man dies, who will eat that table?" Nuo Yiming pouted towards the tempered glass coffee table. .

In an instant, Boss Chen and the people on Gangzi's side laughed like they were on their backs.

The fat man became even more angry, and before Nuo Yiming recovered, he punched out with that steel-like fist.

Gangzi in the audience shouted: "Boss, be careful!"

Boss Chen was furious, "This fat man is playing tricks!"

Nuo Yiming didn't intend to dodge at all, and he didn't turn his head away, his eyes were still looking at Gangzi and Boss Chen in the audience.

Boss Chen and the others became even more anxious.

Seeing that steel-like fist was about to strike, Nuo Yiming suddenly smiled slightly, his figure moved, passing by the incoming fist, his body turned around beautifully, and he raised the knife and dropped it.

Nuo Yiming struck the fat man's neck heavily with a knife in his hand.

In an instant, the fat man fell to the ground.

The entire stage was shaking.

The fat man screamed, and when he raised his eyes to look at Nuo Yiming, he roared: "Impossible, you are so thin, how can you have such great strength!"

At this moment, Nuo Yiming kept shaking his hands, as if his hands were stained with something.

"Hey - it stinks!"