Chapter 959

Puhong street.

It's a famous bar street in Licheng. There are more than 20 bars in this street.

At night, the neon lights are flashing, cars are coming and going, and people's popularity is booming. It is known as the gold selling cave of Licheng people and the heaven for men and women.

Among the more than 20 pubs in Puhong street, Wenjia occupies 10 of them, half of which are rich in wealth.

At ten o'clock in the evening, one of the literary industry, night beauty bar.

Clang clang, a lift table to drop the sound of wine bottle suddenly rang out, followed by a crisp bang.

A fierce man with big arms and round waist slapped a waiter in the face, then pointed to his nose and began to scold him,

"Damn it, dare to fool me with fake wine, is it for death? Do you think I'm a bully? Call me the person in charge. Hurry up

With the voice of the fierce man, he also repeatedly moved his feet, one foot after another stepping on the waiter.

The waiter was trampled and screamed, his whole body was shoemaked and disheartened.

"What's the matter, big brother?" Several spectators came quickly after hearing the news, but only in time to say a word, the fierce man stepped forward and kicked each other.

He also pointed to the young man who was talking and scolded, "who the hell is your big brother? I asked the person in charge to come here. What the hell are you doing here?"

Looking at this scene, the spectators immediately realized that the other party was deliberately finding fault.

"Son of a bitch, if you dare to make trouble in wenjiachang, you're going to die!" One of them couldn't help but burst into a drink and was about to start.

But before he had time to start, the fierce man had already jumped out like a tiger, and his fists and feet were flailing on him.

Bang bang.

The spectator's bones were broken, and he was kicked three or five meters away. He smashed several tables and couldn't get up again.

"Wenjia? I don't know what wenjiawu family is. Damn it, I dare to sell my fake wine and drink it. I smash your old bar. "

Boom!

With his voice, he kicked the railing beside, and the railing cracked.

At the same time, around countless directions, instantly stood up countless men, can't help but say, directly began to smash.

"Ah"

in this scene, the rest of the guests were shocked and quickly stood up screaming and fled out.

They never thought that someone would dare to make a big noise in the literary arena.

Just in an instant, the scene was completely chaotic.

The fierce man and his party are very angry. Their faces are ferocious and their voices are domineering. They smash whatever they catch.

Even those guests who accidentally obstructed them were mercilessly kicked over and screamed for days.

Boom, boom.

In less than ten minutes, the whole bar was smashed. Besides the guests who ran away, they fell down and howled.

"Damn it, if you dare to sell Laozi's fake wine, that's the end of it! Go The fierce man finally kicked over the person in charge of the bar who came in panic, and then ran away with the crowd.

Not only the night beauty bar, but also all the ten bars on the street were smashed that night.

A strong writer is in turmoil overnight.

"Mrs. Wen, it's not good. There's trouble in the night beauty bar and it's smashed. Two dead and ten seriously injured. "

"Mrs. Wen, the yuehuwan bar has also been smashed. Three dead and twelve seriously injured. "

"Lady Wen"

Wenjia manor.

Wenfu just took off his clothes and went to sleep. One report after another came.

"I see."

However, her face was not surprised at all. On the contrary, she was calm.

She knew that this was the liujiabai family, and even the underground forces were ready to move.

Wenjia is originally fragrant steamed bun, and its industry is even more eye-catching.

In the past, the literati were strong, and those people did not dare to move their minds. Now the literati are in a period of ups and downs, and they can't wait to jump out.

To tell the truth, at the moment when Wang Fan killed Ou Yan Changhong and ye Qiuji, Mrs. Wen had expected all this.

So she wasn't very surprised.

"Smash it, smash it. Anyway, the writer has changed his master. No matter how hard he smashed it, it has nothing to do with me."

Mrs. Wen's eyes twinkled with wisdom and ferocity. She murmured, "my literary family has been hit by a sudden disaster. You don't want to stay out of it."

"It's better for all the family forces in Licheng to join in. Then I can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

Mrs. Wen thinks deeply.

Wen's industry, in name, belongs to Wang Fan. Now it is Wang Fan who has been smashed and lost.

She doesn't believe it. Wang fan can swallow it.She can just take this opportunity to let Wang Fan fight with all the forces in Licheng, even if she can't fight Wang Fan and disgust him.

What's more, if Wang fan is really killed by Yin, isn't everyone happy?

If Wang Fan didn't die, instead, she would step on the strength of the masses, which is even better. She can take advantage of this opportunity to let the writers unify the city.

At that time, even if the writer is Wang Fan's writer and his wife Wen is Wang Fan's puppet, at least one person below ten thousand people above, fulfilling the wish that was not fulfilled at that time.

To say the least, even if no one has stepped on anyone, it is good for both sides to lose.

Anyway, Mrs. Wen won't have any loss.

As for Wang Fan's indifference, she never thought about it at all.

Wang Fan spared her life just because of the enviable assets of the literary family. Now that her assets have been infringed, how can she ignore them?

Mrs. Wen is not only wise and ferocious, but also ambitious.

Old people, but not old heart.

She has calculated all this.

"notify the writer's eyeliner, investigate the identity of the person concerned, and give it to me as soon as possible, then call the police and give it to the police."

After giving the order, Mrs. Wen took a deep breath and dialed Wang Fan with some tremors in her heart.

When this happens, she must inform Wang Fan.

Although these things are not done by her, on the surface, they have nothing to do with her, and the responsibility does not lie with her. But when she thought of Wang Fan, she still had a deep sense of fear.

That young man is really terrible.

Without seeing it with his own eyes, it is impossible to imagine his powerful and fierce killing.

"Weiwei, come to Licheng, you must have fun. Otherwise, it will be in vain. Tonight, you can accompany me to have a look at the night scene of Licheng and relax. Tomorrow, you can officially go to Wenjia to start work. "

On a street, Wang Fan took Su Weiwei's soft hand and said seriously as he walked.

It's really shameless to say that we should have fun and start work tomorrow.

Su Weiwei has been used to Wang Fan's shamelessness for a long time. She just smiles and doesn't speak.

Her eyes are gentle and she enjoys the warm feeling very much.

Walking, two people passed a small park, Wang Fan eyes a bright, pointed to, "Weiwei, or, we go inside to sit?"

Sit down? Do it?

Su Weiwei's pretty face turned red.

Drop by drop.

Just as she was about to nod, Wang Fan's mobile phone rang.

"NIMA, it's a disaster!" Wang Fan looks black, but he still gets through.

But the next second, his face darkened.