In the middle of the night, in the Mitu bar in the downtown area, Zhao Baqian had been thinking about Liu Sisi in his heart, and he was really worried about the ability of the younger brothers, so he hurried over after simply dealing with his nose in the hospital.

The gang boss was broken on the bridge of his nose, which was a big deal for the gang, and a group of backbone elites of the Chopping Party also ran over early, protecting their eldest brother every step of the way.

They were all wearing black tight-fitting sweatshirts, and in order to hide people's eyes, they also carried large backpacks, which were full of guys.

The security guard in the bar hurriedly retreated, and the manager in charge of the steward came to entertain them personally, poured wine and various snacks on the fruit plate, and arranged several large private rooms for their entertainment.

However, the singing voices of his subordinates are not good, and the good songs are sung by them, which is really uncomfortable for people to listen to.

Zhao Baqian couldn't get used to hearing their ghosts crying wolf, so he held a cigarette and a glass of wine, shook his body to the rhythm of the music, and slowly swayed out of the private room.

On the dance floor in the front hall, the spotlights were strange, the heavy metal music was deafening, the crowds were crowded, and the people who had fun were dancing wildly, and few people were in the mood to pay attention to what was happening around them.

On the high platform in the center, a dancing girl in erotic underwear danced pole dance enthusiastically and unrestrainedly, and her exaggerated and explicit movements caused the crowd to erupt from time to time bursts of restlessness.

When passing by the bar, Zhao Baqian stumbled upon two young ladies, they wore heavy makeup, wore revealing dresses, their eyes were erratic, and they glanced around from time to time, as if they were looking for tonight's gold master.

Zhao Baqian saw through their identities at a glance, and knew that if he stepped forward to talk, he would be able to have a good time at night.

It's just that what he didn't notice was that just when his eyes were attracted to the two beauties, a young man suddenly walked behind him.

This person looks no different from others, but in fact there is a big problem, he took advantage of the unpreparedness, took out a black round tube the thickness of a pencil from his trouser pocket, and naturally held it on his mouth, the shape was as long as a cigarette, and it was quietly aimed at Zhao Baqian's back at a distance of less than a meter.

At this moment, there was a lot of noise around, and everyone's eyes were on the pole dancer, and no one noticed his movements.

For this person who suddenly appeared, Zhao Baqian didn't realize any harm, and was still wandering around at will, wanting to find out if there was any prey that matched his taste.

Maybe it's too crowded and mixed, and Zhao Baqian's side is always followed by a few younger brothers, which causes young people to have no chance to start.

In order not to be discovered, he changed his movements very quickly, quickly hid the round pipe, and walked away as if nothing happened.

It wasn't until after hooking up with the two young ladies that Zhao Baqian took a few inseparable little brothers and came directly to a vacant private room, planning to play with them and release water.

As soon as he walked to the door, a young man came out of the private room next door, smoking and talking on the phone, and happened to bump into Zhao Baqian.

"Damn it, you're blind!"

Zhao Baqian was already injured, but now he was hit by the kid who couldn't open his eyes, and he was furious on the spot.

The young man who hit him was seventeen or eighteen years old, and his body was as thin as a washboard, and when he saw that Zhao Baqian's aura was obviously insufficient, he immediately softened: "Big brother, I'm sorry!"

After that, the guy took out a cigarette and saluted.

"......"

Zhao Baqian slapped his cigarette and said to the little brothers around him, "Plate him!"

The young man said pitifully: "Big brother, it's okay if I'm wrong, I didn't notice your ...... just called"

As he was talking, three or five more people came out of the private room next door, obviously with the young man, who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old, and when he saw this, he stepped forward and pushed him.

The intention was obvious, and the younger brothers were not ambiguous, so they immediately pulled the dagger out of their bags, pointed to each other's heads, and said: "Damn, do you know who we are, and you dare to provoke the chopper!"

The young men were immediately frightened, Zhao Baqian's chopping party was born, extremely domineering and cutting people's hands, which was definitely not something that they could compete with.

"Damn, they all slapped themselves on Lao Tzu's knees!"

The young men were frightened, and they all knelt down obediently and apologized: "Big brother, I'm really sorry, bypass us!"

"Don't talk nonsense, fan quickly, don't stop ......"

Zhao Baqian's eyes widened, so frightened that the young men didn't dare to beg for mercy anymore, and one by one they knelt down honestly and began to slap themselves.

This scene was seen by the two young ladies, which caused them to laugh for a while, and they thought it was really funny.

"Smack...... Smack......"

In the private room, Zhao Baqian stood in front of the sofa, undressed comfortably, ready to do a good job.

He listened to the slapping sound of his face outside, and looked at the living color of the two stunners in front of him, and his heart was full of excitement.

Since his back was facing the windowsill, and the two young ladies were facing the windowsill, they watched a person come out of the floor-to-ceiling curtain, holding a black round pipe in his mouth, and blew a small stream of flames towards the back of Zhao Baqian's head.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Then Zhao Baqian fell down without warning, frightening the two young ladies to scream again and again.

The sound alarmed the younger brothers at the door, pushed the door in and took a look, and found Zhao Baqian lying on the ground, a young man of lean and medium stature, who jumped out of the windowsill.

"it!"

The younger brothers rushed up, peeked out of the window, and saw the man jumping down from the upper floor of more than a dozen floors, and he fell to the ground after a few rubs, and stepped on an electric bicycle by the way, broke the anti-theft lock three times and divided by two, and rode away in a hurry.

Although the younger brothers can fight and kill, they are all ordinary people, and they are not good at any light skills, so they can only shout in the air: "Damn, don't go!"

"Chase Lao Tzu!"

Zhao Baqian's voice came from behind him, he had already gotten up from the ground, staggered like drunk, reached out and touched the back of his head, and found blood on his hands.

"Damn, I was hit!"

As he spoke, he walked outside, squeezing through the crowd in the hall and heading straight for the elevator.

The younger brothers hurriedly followed, leaving only a few hairy boys kneeling on the ground, all of them with confused faces, not knowing what was going on.

Zhao Baqian was quite awake when he entered the elevator, but when he arrived at the parking lot downstairs, he couldn't walk, and he fainted on the ground with dark eyes, and his life and death were unknown.

The younger brothers put him in the car and drove to the nearest hospital at a gallop.

I arrived at the place in 5 minutes, and as soon as I put the boss into the emergency room, the younger brothers showed off the iron guy and machete, learned the style of the heroes and heroes in the movie, and held the head of a female doctor, and scolded: "Ma Yo save my eldest brother, otherwise I will blow up your dinner guy!"

The nurses were so frightened that they screamed repeatedly, but another male doctor who rushed to inspect was still calm and silently began to treat them, soothing the frightened colleagues by the way.