Chapter 925 Urinary Incontinence

Bian Mu is a decent gentleman who fights, causes troubles, picks fights... He is not good at it at all. The strong man suddenly did this, and he was really panicked at the time.

"What do you mean?! Instead of punishing the photographer surnamed Zhang, you directly deal with the owner's house?! What kind of trick is this?!" In the electric fire stone, Bian was bathing his feet like a fish swimming in a row. He moved a few times and flashed to the strong man who caused the trouble. Looking sideways, he glanced at it intently and breathlessly.

Dao Tiao Lian reacted very quickly. When he saw Bian Mu taking the initiative to take the lead, he immediately moved to the position where Bian Mu was standing just now and hurriedly "filled up".

"You really chose the right person to call him here! I don't know what this guy is like, but his mind is still moving very fast." A smile appeared on his face, and Mu Saochi glanced at Dao Tiao's face from the corner of his eye. With two eyes, he was quite satisfied with his response.

"Why does he smell like alcohol?! Oh... He deliberately poured a bottle of low-quality liquor on his body and used the smell of alcohol to cause trouble. When someone holds him accountable afterwards, he can just say that he drank too much at the moment and try to avoid liability!" Thinking of this! , Bian Mu hid in the crowd and took a closer look at the drunk man.

"The philtrum is slightly shallow, the whites of the eyes are moderately proportioned to the pupils, and there is not much evil in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows...the corners of the mouth are straight, and although there is a bit of drunkenness, the bossy, violent, cruel... aura that is unique to bad guys is No point, it seems... Damn! This guy must have been deliberately arranged to divert people's attention. Oops! Those two bastards should have started to get close to Zhang at this moment." Thinking of this, Bian Mu had no time to think about it, and Bian Mu hurriedly moved his right hand He reached into his trouser pocket and felt for the horn finger cot, which he put on his index finger.

The knife-striped face was firmly guarding the rear right side of the cameraman surnamed Zhang. Those two bastards probably didn't have the guts to attack head-on. At this moment, there were cameras and camera phones everywhere, and they definitely didn't want to take that risk.

The rear left position of the photographer surnamed Zhang is an excellent position for a sneak attack. If you think about it from his perspective... Bian Mu would also choose to attack there.

Bian Mu was proficient in Bagua position calculation. As his thoughts flashed, his feet moved wrongly, and he had already stepped into the appropriate guarding position in time.

For weddings, every family will hire a "wedding manager". If anything goes wrong, he will usually direct the relatives and friends who help to calm the situation, and today is no exception.

The manager was a man in his early forties, wearing a suit and leather shoes. He was 1.89 meters tall and looked very majestic. Seeing someone suddenly showing up to cause trouble, he quickly brought four or five smart and strong men forward to try to remove the troublemaker. The drunk man pulled aside and sent the wedding convoy out of the community gate first.

Weddings and weddings are all about timing. If you miss the auspicious time, it will be particularly detrimental to the host's family. This custom has been in place on both sides of the Yellow River since ancient times.

Unexpectedly, the drunkard had some skills, and the two strong men who had good intentions to persuade him to leave were actually knocked around by him. The male butler in charge saw that the momentum was not right, and quickly stepped forward and stuffed a strip on the drunken man's chest. The most expensive cigarette.

At this moment, Bian Mu felt that the figure in front of him was shaking, and he screamed in his heart. Before he had time to think about it, Bian Mu suddenly turned the heel of his left foot, followed by spinning his back foot quickly, and intuitively pointed his right index finger in front of his eyes. The blurry figure pointed out his finger gently.

Just as Bian Mu made half a move, Dao Tiao Lian was also shocked. He was as anxious as lightning and couldn't think too much. Dao Tiao Lian's entire body had already rushed behind Bian Mu, instinctively using his body to move Bian Mu's back was protected...

At this moment, if anyone really wanted to plot against Bian Mu, they would have to at least knock Dao Tiao's face to the ground.

Bian Mu felt his eyes go dark, and a large black figure fell down. Bian Mu was worried that the man had sharp blades, sharp awls and other dangerous weapons hidden in his body and hands. In the flash of lightning, he did not dare to pull the figure with his hands. The sturdy figure took a step back towards Dao Tiao's face, and suddenly stretched out his right foot to take over lightly. Only then did the man who was plotted by Bian Mu avoid falling straight onto the floor tiles.

One catch, then another hook, and then he released more than half of the force, and finally gently lifted the man's body to the ground... He heard a "plop" in his ears, trying to figure out that the photographer named Zhang had been sidelined. Mu Fang fell to the ground.

The man was so huge that he almost knocked out the neighbors who were watching the excitement. Everyone ducked in surprise. Even so, two or three people who were watching the excitement fell to the ground. There were men and women, but it was okay, the scene didn’t seem too chaotic.

At this moment, the photographer surnamed Zhang also realized what he was doing. In addition to being horrified, he quickly handed over the high-end camera in his hand to a male assistant beside him. He took two or three steps back and stared at Bian Mu nervously, waiting for his instructions.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, everyone! If you drink too much, it won't matter when you wake up later. Everyone, give in and give him some space. He can breathe more oxygen. Everyone, give in. It's a happy day. Don't get everyone's clothes dirty again." Bian Mu's mind was spinning very fast and he deliberately shouted loudly for a long time in order to clear the place so that another bad guy hiding in the crowd would not be able to attack.

Dao Tiao Lian was quite experienced. He turned his back to Fa Xiao and Bian Mu and carefully scanned the surrounding suspicious people, ready to take revenge at any time.

Dao Tiao Lian also has very good ears. Hearing Bian Mu yelling deliberately, I couldn't help but admire him secretly for a long time.

"I really didn't see it. His moves were like lightning. Fortunately, I didn't have too many bad intentions at the beginning, otherwise...he doesn't know which part of the human body is the most deadly than anyone else! If that guy makes a few hidden moves on me, I will How will I live the rest of my life!" The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and sweat appeared on my face and forehead.

Counting from this day on, Daotiao Lian was completely convinced by Bian Mu.

Bian Mu knew the importance of his move. When he saw the man lying on the ground in front of him, he looked about thirty-five or sixty-six. His height was at least one meter and eighty-five. He was neither fat nor thin. His eyes were slightly closed. At this moment, he was already People are not awake.

Bian Mu had rehearsed it more than a hundred times beforehand, and naturally he showed no mercy in this move. After a while, the man became incontinent and his body gradually became wet.

"Ouch! This is urine! Does anyone know him? Help call his family to come over! If there is someone with talent, it will be good or bad. If it goes wrong, people will die. Hurry! Who knows him? Hurry! Come out and make a phone call!" Feigning panic, Bian Mu spoke nonsense in a loud voice.

Everyone could clearly see that the man lying on the ground was indeed incontinent, and they started talking about it.

"What's going on? Incontinence of urine?! Hemiplegia? Call 120!"

"Is he drunk? Incontinent? Is this person in the same group as the man who caused trouble? Is he drunk and in the wrong place?"

"Who knows! Maybe you know the host and helped last night? Did you drink too much this morning?"

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Okay! You can say anything.

At this time, Bian Mu couldn't help but regret, feeling that he had acted a little too harshly.

At this moment, I saw a thin man of medium height, who looked like he was in his early forties. He separated from the crowd and without saying a word, he walked straight to the man lying on the ground and turned his upper body over. He half-knelt on the ground with one leg, hugged the unconscious man on his lap, and shouted a few words in a low voice.

Bian Mu and Dao Tiao Lian guessed that the person in front of them should be another accomplice.