"Little brother, I advise you not to play with fire, you will definitely not be able to bear the consequences!" was blocked by us in KTV, and the coffin's face changed only slightly, and he immediately recovered, and raised his chin at me with pride.

"I live in the countryside, and when I was a child, I used to play with fire, and there seemed to be no consequences except for urina. Brother coffin, they are all old men, do you want to lose money or shell it?" I spat disdainfully, staring at the coffin with a wicked smile.

The age of the coffin is about twenty-seven or eighteen, an ordinary height of more than one meter and seven points, his skin is slightly dark, his upper body is naked, and he is covered in tendon flesh.

"Brother, do you understand the basic morality of the rivers and lakes? I have been dealing with the demon knife for five or six years, and everyone either doesn't do it, or if you want to do it, it's fair to make an appointment with a place to have a good encounter, you seem to be a bit invincible, right?" The coffin stood face to face with me, and looked me up and down with disdain.

"Don't reason with me, I'm a real villain, if I have a vengeance, I will take revenge on the spot, if I don't have a chance, I will wait for the opportunity to report, I knew that you were going to send me to prison yesterday, and Brother Demon Knife happened to help me!"

Whether it was Wang Xing and the others behind me or the other brothers blocking the door, the coffin was surrounded like a tide in an instant, I don't know how the coffin was skilled, but it was smashed on the body by thirty or forty teenagers carrying beer bottles, even if he knew the "golden bell jar" he had to kneel down today.

I only saw countless wine bottles "crackling" and smashed into the coffin and his few younger brothers, and soon the KTV hall was full of fragments of wine bottles, and the coffin and a few of his horses were covered in blood and lying on the ground in a miserable manner, looking particularly terrifying.

"Wen Jin, you take all your brothers to withdraw first, Brother Xing, call the police, just say that our KTV was smashed by the Black Society, Dream Soul, you and Lao Wang take 500,000 yuan to Boss Ma. I glanced at the coffin and quickly commanded my brothers.

"What?500,000?" Boss Ma's face turned green in an instant.

"Isn't it too much? Give you 500,000 yuan to get me out of the bar street in an instant, don't let me see you again, or I'll hand you over to the coffin! Don't forget that when you smashed the coffin just now, you also participated!" When I was beating the coffin just now, I forcibly stuffed him with a beer bottle and let him smash it on the coffin's head.

"But in this store, I invested five million, and all my net worth is in it..."Boss Ma cried out very unproductively.

"Wang, do you know where the coffin's nest is? I waved my hand impatiently.

"Don't... I'll take the money and get out of Shanghai today. Boss Ma hurriedly shook his head with his orchid fingers, as if we were ready to "insult" him, Lao Wang and Zhang Mengsoul dragged Boss Ma out of KTV.

After a while, Lao Wang ran back again, leaned into my ear and whispered: "If the 500,000 yuan is handed over to him, can I find a way to borrow it again?"

"Yes, but the money must be given to him! As for how he lost it after giving it to him, it has nothing to do with me!" I nodded approvingly, Lao Wang's "borrowing money" skills are first-class, otherwise he would not have easily touched half of the money in my bag on the train and left a small note.

"Properly, let's split the account in five or five..."Lao Wang bared a mouthful of big yellow teeth, jumped out of the door, Wen Jin also took the other brothers and almost retreated, at this moment only I and Wang Xing, Mao Mao, and a group of people lying in a pile of glass stubble, half-dead coffins.

When I was about to go out just now, I specially asked Wen Jin to help him inquire about the location of the "Demon Knife" of the Northeast Gang, and when I finished dealing with the matter here, I was going to meet with the Demon Knife again.

"Brother Xing, call the police!" I nodded at Wang Xing, and shouted in the direction of the private room in the corridor, "The waiters all come out, clean up the hygiene, I will be your new boss in the future, and I will double the salary that Mr. Ma will give you!"

Five or six young men in white shirts and spirits walked out of the private room tremblingly, the scene of smashing the coffin just now, these people basically saw it, I think from their hearts, I may have drawn an equal sign with the "devil".

"Who's the maître d'Hon?" I asked, smiling at the waiters, trying my best to pretend to be kind.

A handsome boy with "oblique bangs" stammered and raised his hand, "I... I am..."

"Take the brothers to clean up this place, and if the police ask later, do you know what to say?" I took out my worthless cigarettes from my pocket and handed them out one by one, and a few young people were flattered to take them.

"I know, let's just say that there are hooligans who come to our KTV to make trouble, not only smash our things, but also beat people... Then the boss scolded them, and they fell down on their own!" the foreman turned pale, biting his lip and looking at me in question.

Start doubling your salary today... Brother Xing, do you have any money, get some for the brothers, please drink a bottle of water!" I patted the foreman on the shoulder with satisfaction, Wang Xing took out a few hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it to the foreman, and several waiters began to clean up the fragments of wine bottles on the ground.

This time I have a new understanding of life, whether you have face or not is not to look at what kind of cigarettes you smoke, but to see what the identity of the person who smokes for you is, I enjoy this kind of eyes that are looked up to.

When I was about to fall asleep while sitting on the sofa, the shrill siren finally whistled, and several uniformed policemen walked in proudly, "Who called the police? it... Coffin?"

When they saw the coffins and others lying in the hall, the "public servants" opened their mouths wide in unison.

"Comrade policeman, I made the phone call! These people claimed to be China's mafia, and they came to our KTV to ask for protection money, and I quarreled with them for a few words, and they started beating people, and I was forced to defend myself so I had to gently push the shirtless big brother twice..." Wang Xing stood up with a simple face and walked in front of several policemen.

"How can they lie on the ground?" a fat man with a pig's head and a dog's face obviously knew the coffin, and looked at Wang Xing suspiciously.

"I proved that they hit the boss, and the boss just nudged them, and they fell to the ground trying to extort money. I winked at the foreman, who and a few waiters hurriedly gathered around and talked about what they had seen.

"Shut up, take all of them to the police station!And the two of you, come along!" the fat policeman pointed at me and Mao Mao roughly.

"It has nothing to do with the two of us, we are just passing by, and we haven't seen anything!" I smiled and waved my hand, and said in my heart that I would not enter the police station even if I was killed.

"Don't talk nonsense, let you go, you'll go!" the fat man walked up to me impatiently and shoved me twice on the shoulder.

"Then let me make a call?" I glanced at the number on the fat man's chest, took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of "Director Lin" stored on the mobile phone, after the phone was connected, without waiting for the other party to speak, I said directly: "Uncle, I'm causing you trouble again, my friend's KTV was smashed, I just happened to pass by, and your subordinates have to drag me back to the police station to record a confession, do you think I should go or not?"

"Give him the phone!" Director Lin's voice on the other end of the phone was a little low, but I could hear that he was very angry, and secretly calculated in his heart that he would have to make money after a while, and if he wanted to maintain a long-term relationship, he had to be involved in economic interests.

Handing the phone to the fat policeman, I could hear the roar coming from the earpiece from a long distance, and after a few seconds, the fat man carefully returned the phone to me, and even joked with a smile: "I really didn't know that you were the nephew of the Forestry Bureau, I'm sorry." ”

"Brother, we may see each other often in the future, please take care of me. I shook my head indifferently, and even grovelled to ask for some money from Wang Xing, and stuffed it into his pocket without missing a trace...