The system makes me a good person

How could the security guard let Song Jing in so easily, but their elder brother said that before letting Song Jing in, he had to teach him a lesson.

He stretched out his hand to grab Song Jing's shoulder, and Song Jing dodged in a low body, twitching the corners of his mouth, full of sarcasm, "Uncle Li asked you to wait for me."

The security guard twisted his neck, moved his hands and feet, and gave his companion on the other side a wink. Later, a fight broke out to maintain order at the gate. "It's good that Young Master Song understands it in his heart. My elder brother has always had a pimple in his heart, and he always wants to do something to vent, so Tired Song Xiao..."

Song Jing withdrew his fist, kicked and attacked as soon as his upper body stabilized, without giving the opponent a chance to react.He curled his lips, talking so much, he didn't know that all the villains died because of talking too much.

Song Jing is still young, and his boxing skills are either learned from Sanda coaches or practiced wildly. Compared with formally trained and strong security guards, there is still a big gap.But Song Jingsheng is young and flexible, and more importantly, he doesn't want to face. Fighting has never been done according to the routine. When Balabala is still talking nonsense, he has already sent his fists and kicks.

The security guard who hit him directly was staring at gold stars. The young guy was surprisingly strong, causing the unsuspecting security guard to stagger back, but the security guard was not a vegetarian either. He was in the prime of life in his 30s, and his figure was so good under the restraint of a short T. It makes people have a toothache, and the muscles are very hard at first glance.

Muscles swelled, and the security guard rushed up. Song Jing gave the security guard the middle finger, and then turned around and rushed into the gate without following the routine.

Didn't it mean that the young and energetic guy can't stand the encouragement, and he wants to show off if he is eager to win? !

The security guards stopped at the gate in time. Why did they beat Song Jing at the gate? There are two reasons. One is to embarrass Song Jing in public, and the other is not to disturb the interest of other guests by bringing the dispute inside the venue. .Didn't fulfill the elder brother's order, should he go in or not?

The companion threw the cigarette butt, and patted the security guard's shoulder comfortingly, "Report to Big Brother."

"Well, this kid is too thieves, he doesn't follow the routine."

"It's not that you don't know that the young master and his group are centered on him, otherwise they would be convinced by the young master."

"I didn't expect this group of children to be so courageous..."

After entering the gate, there is a long corridor four or five meters long. The walls are covered with photos. Unlike the loud music, the photos on the wall are all elegant and dignified girls, wearing embroidered double-breasted and large-sleeved jackets. There are skirts and trousers, there are those who look at the window and hold a round fan, and there are those who take a nap with half-covered faces...

In the portraits, all women without exception have a pair of small golden lotus feet, which are upturned in the air with deformed beauty.

Yes, Uncle Li Gang is a pervert, he likes three-inch golden lotus.

Every time Song Jing walked through the long corridor of the bar, she felt goosebumps all over the floor, and she was only disgusted with this weird aesthetic.

When he walked quickly through the corridor, Fang Mumu, who had just flashed past, had long since disappeared when he reached the inside of the bar.

Song Jing frowned and turned around in the dim environment. The dazzling light flashing above his head from time to time made it more difficult to find someone, let alone Fang Mumu, his brother couldn't find this kind of place even if he was standing in the crowd.

Is it wrong?

Song Jing thinks about it too, Fang Mumu is the real good boy, how could that stammering and timid little Mo Yang come to such a place.

Uncle Li Gang made a phone call to find him, saying that he knew some news about Li Gang and Wang Bingbing, and hoped to meet and discuss things face to face.After all, those two were Song Jing's brothers for more than ten years. They played wildly and mischievously together, and spent their youth together. Song Jing didn't want those two to end like this.

Holding the system in his hand, he knows the general direction of the future, hoping to help two friends.

It's just that such a showdown at the door made Song Jing very upset. He came here with full sincerity, and the other party didn't seem to take his sincerity seriously.

Li Gang blamed his uncle's office on the upper floor, Song Jing turned to go to the stairs, a figure flashed past in front of him, he pushed away the guy next to him, "Go away, go away, don't always block the way. "

"Little handsome guy, I just want to make friends with you. Everyone here is looking for fun. Why is it so boring to stand alone?"

Song Jing looked at the man in sable clothes speechlessly, and followed him when he met him from the door, "I'm not here to have fun, I'm here to find someone, you want to make friends and find someone else."

"Hey, don't, my brother just fell in love with you, and thinks we are destined."

"……Ha ha."

Song Jing ignored him, pushed him hard, quickened his pace, moved left and right in the crowd, and quickly threw the man away, who was still standing on tiptoe and shouting behind him.

[Open the map. 】

The interface popped up, the map opened, Song Jing said: [Look for Fang Mumu. 】

A bright spot immediately appeared on the map with only simple lines, and that spot was Fang Mumu, who was less than ten meters away from Song Jing, and he was at the Xuandong Bar.

[I didn't misunderstand the person. He didn't stay at home and stayed at home. What did he do when he came out? He even came to Xuandong Bar. I don't know that there are all kinds of smells and smells here. ] Song Jing complained.

It is not easy to find someone in a crowded and noisy place. Fortunately, there is a map to guide Song Jing, and he quickly saw the person he was looking for.

………………

Fang Mumu is not very courageous, but he can face complex environments independently. His family is complicated enough, and he can calmly face the daily curses from his grandmother and other relatives. His psychological quality is still good.Therefore, when a guest grabbed his wrist and asked him to accompany him for a drink, Fang Mumu could still think that if he kicked the man in the back to get rid of this drunk, would his job be worthless...

"What are you doing? You can do things to people when you're drunk!" Song Jing pushed the man's hand away, inserted between the two of them, and stood in front of Fang Mumu, scolding him and glaring at Fang Mumu , I agreed to let him stay at home and not walk around, what is the situation now!

Fang Mumu shifted his eyes guiltily, and took a small step back, thinking about the possibility of slipping away and making Song Jing mistaken.

The drunk opened a pair of drunken eyes, was staggered by Song Jing's push, and began to mutter dirtyly in his mouth, he could swear all kinds of B, it was unbearable.

Song Jing couldn't bear other people's scolding, so he raised his leg and kicked him, but he didn't expect the drunk man's lower body to be unstable, and he fell limp to the ground with a light touch.The floor tiles of Xuandong Bar are all made of soft materials, even if it is dropped heavily, it will not hurt much.The drunk man was unconscious because of the alcohol-numbed nerves, and collapsed on the ground moaning and moaning, looking like he was in pain.

Qin Hui also had three friends, and the drunk didn't come here alone, and his friends and friends also got entangled with a bunch of people and scattered in the crowd.Seeing that his accomplice was fucked to the ground, everyone stopped doing it, and when they picked up the guy, they couldn't help but start doing it.

Accompanied by fierce drumbeats, Song Jing dragged Fang Mumu to dodge in the crowd. There were so many people, and all of them were muscular men. I didn't expect that the friends of the drunk were so fierce.

Fang Mumu smashed a person's head with the tray in his hand, and shouted in the passionate music, "Song Jing, what should I do."

"Cold salad!" If he was alone, he would definitely be able to hide, who would have a burdensome Fang Mumu, who could only hide in the crowd, hoping to get rid of the big man behind him.

Song Jing and Fang Mumu's movements were small, but the other party's movements were really big, and they couldn't hit people's hearts. They became more angry. Several of them took off their shirts to reveal their strong muscles, creating more troubles in the crowd, and more people. People got involved and started a dispute.

Xuandong was completely messed up.

Li Liang in the office on the second floor is sitting on a chair, with his legs on the table, watching the video leisurely, with a lighter in his hand, waiting for Song Jing, whose skin is bruised and swollen, to come and cry to him .

Song Jing didn't wait, and the panicked subordinate waited for one. When the subordinate was dealing with the dispute downstairs, he was kicked and punched twice, and a big bump was swollen on his forehead.

"What's wrong, you were beaten?" Li Liang was still in the mood to mock his subordinate's new look.

The subordinate had a mournful face, "Boss, the police are here."

Li Liang's eyes stood up, "Why! It's fine for the firefighters to come and check the circuit, what else do they want to do? Why don't I be reconciled to closing the door and going bankrupt? My nephew ran away from home and I was so worried that the food would not be good. Because the family members of the victims were not taken care of, they kept coming to make trouble! What are they going to do, force them into prostitution!"

"No, no." The subordinate grabbed Li Liang, who was about to rush out to argue, and his face was distorted because of the painful part of his body, "Boss, it was the guests in the venue who fought, a large group of fights."

"Damn it, why didn't you guys pay attention, who caused it?"

"Song Jing."

Li Liang: "..."

Downstairs, the scene has been controlled by the police, and Li Liang was lucky. Only a few people sprained their ankles and scratched their skin in the chaos. There were no stampede accidents, death or disability, etc. Otherwise, Xuandong would have It's really over.

Li Liang hurriedly went downstairs, and saw the culprit, Song Jing, standing next to the medical staff and talking. The man lying on the stretcher in front of them put on an oxygen mask and covered his body with a mink coat. The arm reaches Song Jing.

Song Jing took a step back, pulled Fang Mumu to his side, "He found you, thank him."

"Thank you all, thank you all." The man in mink fur had asthma, and when the crowd was chaotic, he was affected and fell ill.

When Song Jing was about to step over the man, it was Fang Mumu who found out that something was wrong with the man, and only then did Song Jing help.

This person was saved by the two of them together.

[Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda and gaining 10 points of merit. 】

The system is finally not stingy for once.