In the office of the Yue Color Bar, Zhao Lei and Meng Tian hugged each other on the sofa and grinded their ears and temples, infinitely lingering.

At the same time, Wu Zhiyuan and Xiao Faling also casually bypassed the bar on the first floor and stood in the blind corner of the bartender's vision.

"Squeak!"

Wu Zhiyuan dodged slightly, pushed open the glass door leading to the employee rest area, and walked inside.

"Sir, guests are not allowed to enter here!" a waiter who came to the back with a fruit plate reminded Wu Zhiyuan when he saw it.

"I'm sorry, daughter-in-law Cha Gang, I'll find a quiet place to call!" Wu Zhiyuan smiled and gestured to the mobile phone he was holding.

"That's not good, if the manager sees me, I'm going to have my salary deducted!

"I know your manager, isn't he here!" Wu Zhiyuan pointed behind the waiter and said with a smile.

"Brush!"

When the waiter heard this, he instinctively turned his head to look behind him.

"Stomp!"

The moment the waiter turned around, Wu Zhiyuan slammed behind him and covered his mouth.

"Hmm!"

The waiter began to struggle violently.

"Bang!"

Wu Zhiyuan's arm muscles were tense, facing the anterolateral side of the waiter's neck, in the posture of a hand knife, he slashed with great force, this way is to use the position of the common carotid artery bifurcation, similar to the carotid sinus of baroreceptors, to stimulate it to trigger the decompression reflex, so that the cerebral blood supply drops sharply, which can cause fainting with blood pressure imbalance.

If it weren't for Wu Zhiyuan, a professional boxer who has precise control over the force, ordinary people would have only two results when they made this kind of knife slashing action, first, the force was too light, not only could not work, but it was also easy to hit the opponent in a hurry, and the second was that the force was too great, and cardiac arrest, ventricular fibrillation, temporary or permanent nerve damage, and even hemiplegia and sudden death could occur.

The waiter hit Wu Zhiyuan, immediately rolled his eyes, convulsed and collapsed, and Wu Zhiyuan also put him on the sofa on the side.

As the waiter fell, Xiao Faling also dodged into the door, took a fruit knife on the table into his arms, and the two quickly walked down the stairs to the second floor.

"Bang dang!"

Xiao Faling and the two went upstairs for less than five seconds, and the door of the bathroom in the staff area was also opened, and then the two of them played mobile games and glanced at the waiter on the sofa: "Hey, you go to the bar and help me get a box of China!"

The waiter sat motionless on the couch.

"What the are you talking to?! The shop paid you to sleep?"

"Goo-dong!"

The waiter fell to the side with the strength of the two pairs and smashed directly into the ground.

"What the do you mean, you want to slander people?" Ershuang kicked the waiter down without using much force, and frowned suddenly, and then saw a bruise on his neck, and after a moment, he ran upstairs and quickly dialed a phone number.

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Bar office.

"Honey, don't make trouble, let me wash it first, okay?" Meng Tian felt that Zhao Lei's hand had begun to touch randomly, and his face turned crimson.

"Shut your mouth!" Zhao Lei is like a lion in heat at the moment, short of breath, he came to Mengtian here today just to vent, and he wants to vent all the negative emotions in his heart through sex.

Meng Tian saw Zhao Lei's anxious appearance, and began to wrap his arms around his neck and began to cater to him.

"Bang dang!"

At the same time as Zhao Lei reached out to untie his belt, the door of the office was pushed open.

"Ahh

The disheveled Meng Tian heard the sound of the door opening and couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Who, get out!" Zhao Lei was disturbed, and he turned his head angrily and scolded, but what caught his eyes were two strangers who he didn't know at all, and he instantly became vigilant: "Who are you?"

"The one who wants your life!" After Wu Zhiyuan saw Zhao Lei, he rushed up to him with a step.

"Holy!" Zhao Lei saw Wu Zhiyuan flying over, got up from the sofa suddenly, and kicked him in the chest.

"Bang!"

Wu Zhiyuan was smothered in the chest by Zhao Lei, and was pushed back two steps by inertia, but before he could react, he felt Xiao Faling's figure rushing towards him.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Faling held the knife in her backhand and slashed straight at Zhao Lei's neck artery, and Zhao Lei saw the other party's movements, and completely instinctively grabbed Meng Tian's hair and blocked it.

"Poof!"

The blade swept, leaving a bloody gap on Meng Tian's face.

"Ah——!h

Meng Tian felt the burning pain on his face and let out a frightened cry again.

"Use a woman to block the knife! You're such a basket!" Xiao Faling scolded and scolded, her arm flipped over, and the blade swung towards Zhao Lei's neck again from the opposite direction, avoiding the inevitable Zhao Lei, she could only choose to protect her neck with her arm.

"Tear up!"

The fruit knife, which was not as sharp, cut through Zhao Lei's clothes and burst into a knife on his skin.

"I'll fuck you!" Zhao Lei saw that the other party was rushing to kill people, and his potential was also stimulated in an instant, and he suddenly pushed Meng Tian towards Xiao Faling.

"Goo-dong!"

Meng Tian slammed on the ground, delaying Xiao Faling's footsteps, and Zhao Lei also seized the opportunity, got up and ran to the desk, because behind the bookshelf behind Meng Tian's desk, there was a hidden safe, and Zhao Lei had a gun in it all year round.

"It's all fucking time!You're still resisting your mom B!" Wu Zhiyuan on the other side roared, reached out and picked up a decorative bronze Xuande stove on the coffee table, and rushed towards Zhao Lei again.

"Goo-dong!"

Zhao Lei had already untied his belt before, and he forgot about this stubble when he ran away, so after only running two steps, he tripped over his pants that fell to the knee level and smashed on the carpeted ground.

Xiao Faling saw Zhao Lei fall, and stepped forward again with a knife.

"Look at this! fuck you!" With a loud shout, Ershuang's figure appeared from outside the door, and rushed up at Xiao Faling, and at the same time slammed a punch at him, recently, Ershuang followed Zhao Lei's side, always carrying a gun, but today Zhao Lei came to Yuese Bar, just to break his shoes, Ershuang didn't think anything would happen, so he left the gun in the car, and there was no weapon on his body at all.

"Stomp!"

Xiao Faling saw the punch from Ershuang, moved two steps sideways to dodge, followed the fruit knife in his hand from bottom to top, and picked up Ershuang's chin.

"Poof!"

The second pair saw the flickering fruit knife, stretched out his left hand, held Xiao Faling's blade, and swung his right fist forward angrily while blood was gushing between his fingers.

"Bang!"

Xiao Faling was hit by two doubles, and was swept up with an elbow blow from her right arm.

"Bang!"

Ershuang's head was hit hard, and his consciousness was blurred for a moment, and Xiao Faling also took this opportunity, pulled out the knife that was held by Ershuang, and slammed it at his face.

"Holy!" the two pairs suddenly saw a knife stabbed at their heads, completely subconsciously on the side of their heads.

"Poof!"

The fruit knife in Xiao Faling's hand was roughly pierced into Ershuang's ears, and after a knife, almost his entire ear was stabbed off, leaving only a piece of flesh and skin connected.

"Ahh

Ershuang felt the tingling sensation in the cone, and couldn't help but roar, and then was punched on the bridge of his nose and fainted to the ground.

"Ershuang!" Zhao Lei saw Ershuang's face covered in blood and fell, and he sighed in his heart.

"I'm going to fucking confess! You're fucking here!" Wu Zhiyuan stepped forward, smothered Zhao Lei with one foot, and then pressed one knee on his chest, holding the wall of the Xuande furnace, and directly smashed it against Zhao Lei's temple with his bulging feet.

In the face of Wu Zhiyuan's fatal blow, Zhao Lei raised his left hand extremely quickly and covered his temple defensively.

"Bang!

Wu Zhiyuan grabbed the Xuande furnace that was imitated with red copper and weighed more than three catties, and smashed it on the back of Zhao Lei's hand roughly, and as the two collided, a sound of broken bones came out clearly.

"Ah!!h

Zhao Lei was smashed by Wu Zhiyuan and broke his hand bones, and his left hand instantly began to twitch and deform like a chicken claw.

"Does it hurt?!Don't hide if you know it hurts!I'll give you a good time!" Wu Zhiyuan's eyes widened angrily, and the copper furnace in his hand was raised above his head again.

"Stomp!"

At the same time as Wu Zhiyuan raised his hand, two figures quickly rushed into the door, one of them holding a throwing stick and smashing it down at Xiao Fage.

"Brush!"

Xiao Faling dodged the other party's blow and quickly retreated, while looking at the other figure attacking Wu Zhiyuan, and raised his voice: "Turn back!"

"Whoosh!"

At the same time as Xiao Faling shouted, Ruan Zhixiong, who had already rushed behind Wu Zhiyuan, held a narrow matte five-six-style military stab, and stabbed him in the back.

"Fluttering!"

Wu Zhiyuan had already made evasive actions when he heard Xiao Faling's shouting, so at the same time as Ruan Zhixiong took out the knife, he had already kicked his legs on the ground and jumped up.

"Bang!"

Ruan Zhixiong stabbed into the air with a powerful blow, pierced the plywood pressed desk, and directly poked a hole-sized coin.

"!"

Wu Zhiyuan saw that someone was blocking between him and Zhao Lei, and once again picked up the Xuande furnace to greet him.

"Stomp!"

Ruan Zhixiong saw Wu Zhiyuan bully forward, pulled out a military stab along with the inertia of turning around, and stabbed him in the chest.

"Brush!"

Wu Zhiyuan saw Ruan Zhixiong's movements, and walked sideways to avoid the direction of the blade, the movement in his hand remained unchanged, and he still smashed it on his head, but what he didn't expect was that at the same time as he changed his move, Ruan Zhixiong also took a step forward, making what was originally a stab forward directly turned into an arm stretched out, and he was still the target, and this kind of attack similar to fencing was obviously much faster than waving his arm.