Chapter 57: Fierce Battle

  "What if I don't agree?" Nang's face showed a faint smile.

  "Disagree? Grass! This time it was that rascal called Xu Deyen who spoke up, pointing his finger at Nan Ge's nose. 'Then let you disappear from Haizhou! Do you believe it?'"

  Nan Ge smiled and stroked his chin, "Alright, I can offer 30% of the shares, but I also have conditions."

  "Conditions? You still dare to mention conditions?" Xu's eyes were furious.

  Pan Haisheng still managed to keep his cool, with a magnanimous expression, "Speak, everything can be negotiated."

  "My shares are left to my son, now Haige wants them, alas, this is really embarrassing..." Nange said lightly, as if discussing business, "However, if Haige is willing to be my son, not just three-tenths of the shares, but even the entire winery would not be a problem..."

  Someone next to him couldn't help but laugh.

  Pan Haisheng was furious.

  That burly ruffian threw a punch at Nan Ge, shouting "You want to die?..."

  Nan Ge's mouth was joking, but his hands were not ambiguous. He stretched out his hand to grab Xu Da Yan's wrist and twisted it with force, then tripped him up with one foot, sending Xu Da Yan crashing to the ground. Next, he kicked Xu Da Yan's head. Xu Da Yan let out a loud cry, using both hands to desperately protect his head. "Hai Ge, he's hitting me!"

  No need for him to shout, Pan Haisheng also saw it, "Damn it, get him up!" Pan Haisheng roared, his henchmen all pulled out spring knives from their waists and rushed towards Nan Ge.

  The brothers behind Nangong also surged forward, Zhong Xiaofei had been standing by Nangong's side all along. When Nangong fell to the ground, he was already prepared to face the counterattack. Then, when Pan Haisheng's thugs rushed up, he picked up a wine bottle and stepped forward, swinging it at the thug who was rushing in front.

  The wine bottle shattered, and glass shards flew everywhere. The thug let out a miserable cry, covering his head as he fell backward.

  Zhong Xiaofei's blow was quite powerful, not only did it make him bleed from the head, but also made him faint.

  Although he is a white-collar worker and has not fought for a long time, Zhong Xiaofei's good skills, which were cultivated many years ago, have not been lost, and his moves are still very sharp.

  He took down one, Zhong Xiaofei grabbed the wrist of the second thug, his elbow heavily smashing into the opponent's face. His colleague snatched the knife and kicked the opponent's abdomen hard, making him let out a miserable cry as he was kicked to the ground.

  Nan Ge didn't mince words either, and in a few sentences, he cleanly knocked down two people.

  The two parties quickly merged into one group.

  Everyone under Pan Haisheng's command was wielding a switchblade, while Brother Nan's men were not to be outdone. The security guards were swinging rubber clubs, and the waiters were using whatever they could find on hand - chairs and tables from the dance floor, bottles of liquor became their makeshift weapons. A chaotic melee erupted on the scene, with bystanders screaming and scrambling to get out of the way.

  At first, Nan Ge and his team completely dominated the game.

  Because Pan Haisheng only brought seven or eight thugs, while Nan Ge and Zhong Xiaofei alone could handle four or five of them. The remaining four or five people were surrounded by the bar's security guards and waiters, who beat them up until they cried out in pain, unable to fight back.

  But Pan Haisheng was clearly well-prepared today, and although there were only seven or eight thugs standing beside him, when the fight started, a dozen or so figures suddenly burst out of the crowd, wielding steel pipes or short knives, attacking Nan Ge and his companions from all sides. These people must have been Pan Haisheng's hidden troops.

  Originally, the South Brother was in a dominant position with an advantage in numbers, but when so many people suddenly rushed out, their advantage immediately turned into a disadvantage. Adding to that, the individual combat capabilities of his security guards and service staff were no match for the opponents, so they soon found it difficult to resist.

  Zhong Xiaofei noticed that fortunately, there was a security guard who was extremely fierce and powerful, holding two beer bottles in his hands, shouting loudly, and swinging them left and right. Every thug who approached him was knocked down by him. It was precisely because of his presence that Nang's people were not defeated.

  Nan Ge rushed towards Pan Haisheng.

  Although the situation was chaotic, Pan Haisheng himself had not taken action, probably because he felt confident of winning. Moreover, as long as he didn't take action, no matter how big the incident became, even if the police came, he would be safe and sound.

  Nan Ge's eyes turned red, this is his bar, it's the accumulation of half his life, whoever moves his bar is moving **!

  Now in order to end all this, we must capture the king first before capturing the bandit.

  Ah! The next second was a painful cry, when Brother Nan rushed over with red eyes, Pan Haisheng didn't hold back either. He grabbed a chair beside him and smashed it down on Brother Nan's head. Brother Nan dodged nimbly and kicked his calf. Pan Haisheng stumbled, then Zhong Xiaofei rushed over and kicked his chin with a flying foot. Pan Haisheng's sturdy body was knocked to the ground with a loud thud.

  However, his physical quality was quite good. After falling to the ground, he quickly got up. His nose was kicked and broken, and his face was covered in blood. "I'll kill you!" Pan Haisheng's eyes were red with rage, probably because he had never suffered such a loss before. He hastily picked up a dagger from the ground and rushed towards Zhong Xiaofei to stab him.

  Zhong Xiaofei dodged to the side, Pan Haisheng's knife stabbed into thin air. He turned around and wanted to stab again, but Nan Ge picked up a chair and smashed it heavily onto his head. The blow was both heavy and solid, and Pan Haisheng was knocked to the ground, dazed and unable to get up for a while.

  Nan Ge took a step forward, one hand grasping his hair and the other fist clenched, punching him in the face again and again.

  "Brother Hai! Brother Hai!" His underlings shouted and rushed up to rescue him.

  Zhong Xiaofei and Nan Ge are quite familiar with each other, and they also know that Nan Ge is very fierce when fighting, with a desperate attitude, but today he was still intimidated by Nan Ge's ferocity.

  Only Nangong's eyes were bloodshot, ignoring the thugs around him, he pinned down Pan Haisheng and focused on punching him fiercely, one punch after another. He beat Pan Haisheng until his face was covered in blood, five or six teeth flew out of his mouth, and soon his eyes rolled back and he foamed at the mouth, seemingly having fainted from the beating. Yet Nangong continued to punch him relentlessly.

  Zhong Xiaofei desperately fended off the thugs who rushed up to rescue, snatched a spring knife from one of them, and stabbed it into the thigh of another thug. The thigh was meaty, not a fatal spot, enough to stop the opponent's attack without causing too much trouble. Even at this moment, Zhong Xiaofei's cautious and meticulous white-collar personality was still in play.

  That rascal yelled in pain and jumped backward while hugging his thigh.

  Zhong Xiaofei dodged another thug's incoming short knife, kicked his calf with one foot, and grabbed his hair with one hand, throwing him out directly.

  The two moves were neat and efficient, stunning the oncoming thugs.

  At this time, Nan Ge, who was also addicted to fighting, stood up. His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed Pan Haisheng's neck and lifted him off the ground with one hand. In Nan Ge's hands, Pan Haisheng now looked like a dead chicken, his eyes closed, his head drooping, and blood still dripping from his mouth.

  "Stop it, all of you! Cut it out!" Nan Ge bellowed.

  The fighting on the scene has stopped.

  Pan Haisheng's thugs have lost their morale, and Nan Ge's men are also exhausted from fighting.

  "Get out of here, don't show up in front of me again, or I'll beat you all up one by one!" said Nan Ge.