"You're not going to jump off a building, are you?

was observing the terrain, Li Ruochu's deliberately funny words came from behind him, Wang Dao's body shook and almost fell, and he turned his head and glanced at her angrily, seeing that she was forcing a smile.

Smiling softly at her, Wang Dao's footsteps moved to stand facing her, opened his arms and leaned back, falling down and really jumping off the building!

But Li Ruochu was not worried at all, knowing that he was fine, he pouted and turned around and jumped into the pool, without taking off his clothes!

Wang Dao's body fell, but did not fall to the lowest floor, but gently landed on the protruding section of the window sill below. It's really a high floor, and there are too many windows, so it is inevitable that people will be seen if you jump directly.

An upside-down golden hook, looking at the window, is still sealed, as if afraid of people jumping off the building. I looked at the floor below again, and saw that there was a small balcony on one floor, and as soon as my legs loosened and my body fell, I fell lightly with my hands on the balcony floor, and my body immediately turned over.

The door from the balcony to the room was closed, the light was on inside, and no one was seen, and the king opened the door and entered, and immediately heard a seductive shout from the bathroom, and it turned out that someone was running to the bathroom to be happy.

Wang Dao walked quickly to the door leading to the outside, opened the door and went out, and went straight to the elevator downstairs.

You don't need to find someone to ask where Dream City is, you can be taken when you go out and find a taxi, but it's a black guy who is driving, and there is hip-hop music in the car, the music is not difficult to listen to, but the black guy sings along while moving his body, and Wang Dao in the car is a little offended.

Originally, I thought that I would endure it and go to the place to do business, but it turned out that in the American Empire, it is really not as safe as in China, and it is best not to go out alone at night.

Wang Dao was stunned to see him suddenly turn around to look at him, holding a large silver pistol in his hand, and spit out two words in his mouth.

"Robbery!"

"Nani?"

I didn't expect that I could meet a robbery when I took a taxi, and the angry royal road was out of the Chinese language.

Thinking that he had met a Japanese national, he couldn't understand the words robbery in English, and the black guy pointed to the antique gold watch on Wang Dao's wrist.

"Watches, wallets, hand them all over, or I'll kill you." ”

"Nima!"

The angry royal road burst out of Huaxia again, and quickly punched and smashed on his head. The strength was a little greater, and he directly smashed a hole in the black guy's head, his eyes bulged out, and his tongue hung out.

"Your grandma's!"

Wang Dao took the big silver pistol and stuck it in his belt to cover it with his clothes, or the desert eagle he liked to use, opened the door and got out of the car.

Instead of changing into a taxi, he opened the driver's door and dragged the black guy's body out, stuffed it into a large dumpster not far away, and drove the taxi back to the main road. The hip-hop music was still played, but the driver was changed, and Wang Dao also lowered the window, lit a cigarette, and let the cold wind blow into the car.

Thanks to the powerful search function of today's mobile phone software, Wang Dao found the location of Dream City, which is a casino located at the crossroads. The neon signs are flashing, and there are women of all colors who are dressed to reveal their colors soliciting business, and it seems that after entering, they can not only gamble, but also do other things.

The car was parked in the parking lot, he opened the door and got out of the car and walked towards the door, thinking that there are usually metal detectors in such places to prevent carrying weapons from entering, so he did not go to the front door, but went around to the back.

Behind is an alley, and Wang Dao is depressed to find that the alley of the American Emperor City is definitely not a place for normal people to enter, especially for a well-dressed person like him now.

Many men and women in strange costumes stood in the alley and looked at him with bad intentions, and a pair of men and women next to a telephone pole performed a passion play on the spot, and many people watched and cheered.

Seeing that someone wanted to come by himself, Wang Dao lifted his clothes, revealing the desert eagle stuck in his belt, and then the people stopped and raised their hands to show that they had no malicious intent.

Originally, I was going to find a place from the back to enter the dream city unconsciously, but it turned out that there was a party in the alley, and Wang Dao planned to leave to go to the main gate.

But at this time, the back door of Dream City opened, and someone came out with two guys with bruises and bloodstains on their faces and threw them on the ground, just in time to be seen by Wang Dao.

"Dispose of it!"

The person who threw the two out spoke, and someone was holding a big black bag ready to be loaded and dragged away, the problem was that this was seen by Wang Dao, and immediately the few guys who had just said that they had no malicious intent all pulled out their guns.

Wang Dao recognized at a glance that those two half-dead people were members of the special department of the American Empire, claiming to have come to find the boss of Dream City to understand the situation, and the result was this virtue!

He was also pointed at by a few guns, and things couldn't be good, so Wang Dao adopted the most direct and simple method.

Shoot!

Shoot faster than them!

"Bang ......"

The eight bullets in the magazine were all fired, some people were shot in the head and some were hit by the vital point, but this was not enough, there were ten people in the alley, Wang Dao did not have a spare magazine, so he directly snatched the gun out and smashed it on the head of one person, leaving only the only woman who was still pouting next to the telephone pole, so frightened that she lifted her pants and ran.

Wang Daoba lowered his mouth, walked into the alley, bent down from a corpse to pick up the pistol dropped by the other party, but saw that the guy who had been shot in the heart suddenly moved, reached out to hug his leg, and the corners of his mouth had fangs and wanted to bite.

No way!

Wang Dao used his true qi in a hurry, and his fist smashed on the opponent's head with a faint blue light, and exploded with one punch, like a rotten watermelon that had exploded, completely dead.

But three of the guys who had been shot shook to their feet, and they looked angry, two of them turned into animal heads, and one had a pale face, pointed ears, and fangs from the corners of his mouth.

It's useless to be angry, seeing that they are creatures in the night, Wang Dao is even more ruthless, breaking his fists and bones, headshots again and again, and the alley is quiet.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The voice started again, Wang Dao turned his head to look, it was the woman who was knocking on the door with pants in one hand and the other, and was startled when she saw Wang Dao looking at it.

"Smack......

She knocked on the door again and ran away, and then the door also opened, and a strong black man walked out with a submachine gun, his muscles were bulging, and he was only wearing a tight vest in the cold weather, but he died the fastest, the golden light flashed, and the nine-inch dragon needle turned into a spiral and flew out and pierced into his eyeballs and into the skull, and the brain pulp was stirred into a paste and came out of the back of the head and entered the door, and immediately screamed again and again.

When Wang Dao walked to the door, the nine-inch dragon needle flew back, and looked at a passage in the door, several strong men had fallen to the ground, Wang Dao did not rush in, but bent down and touched the pulse of the two members of the special department of the United States imperialism, and found that there was still a heartbeat that did not die, and gave the two of them a little bit of true qi to save their lives, and then walked into the passage with a cold face.

There was a staircase a few meters ahead, and a guy in a dark red suit and bright silver pants ran down with a black suitcase, just opposite Wang Dao, the other party looked stunned, and Wang Dao grinned at him.

It's really a nowhere to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes all the effort, it is the boss of Dream City, who knows that he is being targeted by the special department and wants to slip away, but he meets the royal road, which can only be a tragedy.

Wang Dao knocked him unconscious, and there was a car in the alley, the trunk of the car was opened, and there were two short-handled shovels in it, which were pulled away directly from the car and drove all the way to the desert.

The stunned guy woke up slowly, but he was not in the car, he wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move, he could only twist his neck, and was shocked to find that he was buried in the sand, only his head was exposed.

He also saw a pair of black men's boots, and cigarette ash falling down, and looked up hard, and saw the royal road squatting in front of him to smoke, of course, still in disguise.

"Awake?"

Wang Dao made a joking inquiry, and it took a little effort to bury this person, and after speaking, he snuffed out the cigarette butt on his head.

"You can't do this to me, I'm a member of the Night Council, you don't have the right to interrogate privately, I ask for a trial, I want to see a lawyer......" The buried guy howled.

Wang Dao stood up with his fingers plucking his ears, untied his belt and peed first, drenching the other party's head.

"Did you kill Li Tingfeng?" asked Wang Dao as he tied his belt.

He saw that this guy was not a human, but a low-level blood clan, that is, a vampire, whose brain structure was not the same as that of humans, and it was enough to control his brain with a nine-inch dragon needle to make him tell the truth, so he had to interrogate.