Chapter 565 [Rules are Rules]

Just across the street from the bar, in the alley, a waitress stood in the darkness wrapped in an overcoat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She watched Chen Xiaolian and Xiuxiu rush out of the bar one after another.

Chen Xiaolian looked left and right at the door of the bar, and then ran towards the southern intersection, while Xiuxiu followed closely. The two disappeared together at the intersection.

The waitress smiled disdainfully in the dark.

She pulled her phone out of her coat pocket and found the first call in her address book.

Soon the call was connected.

"Boss, someone looking for trouble...... The other party saw the painting in the store. Well...... The other party is Asian, young, male, and with a little underage girl, also Asian. Yes, both. ”

After a pause, I didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone said, and the waitress had a solemn expression: "Yes! Seeming to hesitate, the waitress tentatively asked, "Do you want me to contact someone?" Don't worry, I'll be gentle, and maybe I can ask something. Belch...... Yes, I see, I won't act rashly. Belch...... What do you say? Now, I'll go right now! Understood! I'll ......."

Speaking of which, the waitress glanced at her watch: "I'll be there in fifteen minutes." ”

After hanging up the phone, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and then re-broadcast a number, this time in a more reserved and arrogant tone: "Hey, I'm across the bar from me, come pick me up, now." ”

After hanging up the phone again, the waitress took out a box of women's cigarettes from her coat, lit one, and leaned her back against the wall, swallowing the clouds.

In less than two minutes, before she had finished smoking the cigarette between her fingers, a black stretch limousine turned from the intersection and stopped quietly in front of her.

A white man with five big and three thick came out of the cockpit, wearing a suit, but his face was full of recklessness, and he also had a fire tattoo on his neck.

The man walked up to the woman, silently opened the car door, and the waitress threw the cigarette butt on the ground like a proud peacock and got into the limousine.

And all of this......

The waitress didn't know that just above her head, on the roof of the four-story building, Chen Xiaolian stepped on the edge of the building with one foot, leaned forward, and quietly watched everything that happened below.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he had been listening with his ears pricked up since the woman had called.

Xiuxiu stood behind him and muttered, "I said earlier, she was lying in the bar just now." ”

Chen Xiaolian watched the elongated limousine drive away below, and he immediately took out something from the storage watch and threw it down with all his might.

With a bang, something broke through the air and gently hit the rear of the limousine, which seemed to be a small piece of metal, but soon, the piece of metal automatically deformed, turned into an electronic punch, slowly climbed to the bottom of the car, and disappeared.

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The elongated limousine runs through the streets of Bucharest, ignoring any traffic lights along the way.

Ten minutes later, it stopped on a street that looked like a deserted street.

However, although there are no people on this street and sidewalk, there are all kinds of luxury cars parked on both sides of the road.

The big white driver got out of the car and opened the door at the back, and the waitress had already changed her outfit when she came out of it.

Her coat is gone, as is the bar overalls that were inside her coat. Instead, it was a burgundy-colored tight skirt that looked extremely hot, with a shrunken skirt that was just three inches above the knee. The low-cut design shows the magnificent outline of the woman's chest undoubtedly, and the two white flowers are ......

And the strong driver didn't seem to dare to look at it at all, just lowered his head.

The woman walked all the way to the sidewalk, twisting her waist, and her back looked charming, especially when she had changed into a pair of stiletto shoes on her feet.

I also painted makeup on my face, especially on my lips, and put on fiery red lipstick.

She walked to an iron door, rang the bell, and a small window in the iron door opened, revealing a fierce face full of scars.

However, when this face saw the woman standing outside the door, it immediately squeezed out a stammering smile, and soon the big iron door was opened.

A scar-faced man in a suit nodded, and when he bent over, a gun was clearly visible from the belt of the suit.

The woman walked in with a cold and arrogant attitude.

The big iron door quickly closed, and after the woman had taken a few steps inside, the second door opened, and the noise of heavy metal was almost deafening!

It's a speakeasy.

The air was almost suffocating, and the smell of tobacco, alcohol, woman's powder, perfume, and all sorts of indescribable smells mingled in the air.

The woman subconsciously covered her nose.

The entrance is a platform, flanked by metal iron railings, and a staircase descends, and below the staircase is a huge dance floor!

All kinds of spotlights, LED lights flickering everywhere, on the stage in front, a young man with a barely recognizable face painted on his face is holding a microphone and roaring hoarsely, singing some kind of death rock, and off the stage, it is almost a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly, all kinds of men and women, writhing wildly on the dance floor - there is hardly a normal person here, most of them are men and women, they are all heavy metal punk outfits, black eyeshadow, black lipstick, it is almost like a vampire family party.

On both sides of the dance floor, on two small platforms, there is a steel pole, and two naked but tattooed girls show various wonderful and hot postures on the steel pipe.

The woman twisted her waist across the dance floor, and wherever she walked, the people on both sides retreated in fear, although she was scantily dressed, and her small waist twisted extremely coquettishly when she walked, but no man dared to reach out and rub the oil, but stood far away.

She walked to the left at the end of the dance floor, skirted the stage, and walked through a small door.

The passage inside is an iron gate, and behind the iron gate, there are several men in leather clothes, with nose rings, earrings, lip rings and the like on their faces, and guns pinned to their waists.

When several people saw the woman come in, they all greeted her, and then closed the iron door.

The woman walked down the passage, and there was another staircase going down, and at the end of the staircase was still an iron door, and there were still four or five men with guns.

After passing through the third door, finally, there was a wooden door at the end of the front.

Here, the slightest noise of the bar above is completely inaudible.

Standing in front of the door, a woman with arrogance and indifference on her face all the way, took a deep breath, her face was like magic, and her expression immediately changed to a respectful, cautious, and cautious look, and she slowly stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.

The door opened, and there was a Chinese-style four-leaf screen in front of it.

The room behind the screen is very large, and there are all kinds of Chinese-style antiques and cultural toys on the Bogu shelves on both sides, and there are Chinese-style swords hanging on the wall in the middle, and there are several guqins on the case.

On a square table in the middle, there were four people playing mahjong.

In addition to the four people playing mahjong at the table, there are also several Chinese characters standing on both sides of the mahjong table, and on the left are several young people dressed in very punk clothes, with arrogant and arrogant faces, and guns pinned to their waists.

On the right, there are several guys in suits, looking cold and full of evil - guns are stuck in their suits.

On the mahjong table, with his head facing away from the door, is an old man in a Tang costume. On the left sat a punk man, wearing heavy eyeshadow and smoky makeup, knocking on Erlang's leg, arranging cards in one hand and a pistol in hand.

Opposite him, on the right side of the room, was a guy in a very sassy pure green suit, a white man, with a clean face and a neatly trimmed mustache, looking at the mahjong tiles in front of him, wiping his hands with a silk scarf in his hand.

And sitting in the middle of the top is ......

A young girl!

The bar woman quickly walked up behind the girl and bent down to her ear: "Boss, I'm here." ”

Phoenix looked up, as if smiling.

At this moment, Chen Xiaolian must not have recognized this woman as the phoenix who once fought side by side with him.

The phoenix was wearing a Tang costume with an open placket and long, straight black hair. Slender and dexterous fingers are carelessly sorting out the cards in front of them.

"What I just reported to you ......"

The woman seemed to be about to say something, but the phoenix smiled faintly and cut off her words: "Which one?"

"Huh?" the woman froze.

Phoenix said lightly: "I'll ask you which one to hit." ”

The woman quickly adjusted her mood, took a serious look at the card in front of the phoenix, and stretched out her hand to point - this is an east wind. From the Phoenix card, this card is the most useless.

Phoenix smiled: "That's why I never ask you to play cards." ”

Phoenix didn't choose to play the card that the woman fingered, but quickly played another one. Phoenix's next house, the man in the suit pouted, and played a card casually, which happened to be an east wind!

And just as he played the card, the punk man opposite laughed and stacked the cards in front of him: "I seem to have won!"

The woman standing behind the phoenix suddenly looked a little ugly - if the boss had listened to his instructions to fight the east wind just now, he would have set off a cannon.

The man in the suit looked even more ugly, snorted, wiped his hand on the silk scarf, and then quickly pushed the card: "It's just a win." ”

"Willing to gamble and lose. The punk man sneered: "That street in the West End, after dawn, the surname Gail is no longer there!"

"What are you talking about!!" behind the man in the suit, one of his men in a suit immediately shouted with a red face.

With this roar, the two sides suddenly became tense, and the men on both sides pulled out their guns and pointed at each other!

The old man in Tang costume who was sitting at the bottom coughed, shrank back a little nervously, raised his head, and blinked with a pair of small eyes, looking at this hot scene.

The phoenix seemed to turn a blind eye, but easily continued to draw cards on the table to see, as if he didn't see the hot scene in front of him, until the "Great Wall" after drawing the fifth card, the phoenix sighed regretfully: "It's a little bit, otherwise it will be self-touching." ”

At this time, she seemed to have just raised her head, as if she had just seen the scene in front of her, her good-looking eyebrows frowned, and she said lightly: "Although I taught you to play mahjong for a long time, I don't remember that I taught you the rule that you can light a gun on the card table." ”

The punk man gritted his teeth: "Miss Phoenix, someone lost and wanted to repay the debt." ”

The man in the suit snorted: "I didn't want to repay the debt, it's your people who are too rude." ”

The two stared at each other like cockfights, but Phoenix suddenly sighed: "It's really a disappointment." ”

She looked at everyone calmly: "Who pulled out the gun first just now?"

There was silence, and no one dared to answer.

Phoenix smiled: "So someone dares not to answer my words?"

“...... Yes, it's my people. The punk man's body trembled, and behind him, a subordinate raised his hand with a pale face, but the words he said were already stammering: "Yes, yes, it's me, Miss Phoenix, yes, I'm sorry, I'm ......"

"Rules are rules. Phoenix's face was calm.

Soon, two strong men walked in outside the door and glanced at this guy: "Please go out with us." ”

The punk man's horse boy looked at his boss for help, but the punk man gritted his teeth and didn't dare to say a word.

After the guy was dragged out, a minute later, a man walked in with a sterling silver plate in his hand.

Above, there is a hand that has just been cut off!!

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[It's really a bit emotional to say, when I wrote this chapter, I actually had a trace of the feeling of writing "Evil Awe-inspiring" back then, writing this kind of underworld...... Alas......]

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