Inside Wynn Palace---

Drinking wine and watching the magic show, Fu Jiajun was overjoyed. Especially when he saw the magician put a beautiful woman in a box on the stage, then inserted the long sword, and then pulled out the long sword, the whole process was tense and exciting, and he was even more addicted.

In contrast, Song Zhichao, who is not very interested in magic, is really not interested in these.

You must know that in the previous life, there was a period of domestic magic in China, and basically every TV station was making magic shows, and Song Zhichao was annoyed by it, and since then, he has lost his good impression of these tricks that deceive people and pretend to be ghosts.

No matter how exciting, it's also a lie.

No matter how powerful you are, can you compare to David?

But Song Zhichao also knows that in casinos like Macau and Las Vegas, magic shows have always been hot, perhaps because gamblers like to find tension and excitement.

Some people even say that Ye Han, the gambling king who used to dominate Haojiang and shocked Macau, knows magic, and his ever-changing magic hand makes opponents even more frightened.

Song Zhichao watched it for a while, but it was really boring, so he went to the bathroom under the pretext.

Washing his face in the bathroom to drive away the smell of alcohol all over his body, Song Zhichao was wiping his hands with a tissue when he heard a noise in the corridor.

A woman seems to be struggling, surrounded by the sound of giggling and laughing.

Song Zhichao took a look, and saw that three or four old boys in the corridor were stopping a woman who looked like a porcelain doll, with snow-white skin and a round face, laughing.

Looking at the crazy appearance of those people, it is obvious that they have drunk too much.

The woman was not an ordinary person, looking at it from a distance, Song Zhichao felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

I saw that the woman was being entangled, struggling and scolding the other party: "Do you know who I am? How dare you do this?"

Those old boys are very young and strong. The first one was a long-haired, brightly colored checkered shirt with a wide open placket, revealing strong chest muscles, and a very stylish leather coat on the outside, with an unruly face, twenty-six or seventeen years old.

The man stared at the woman's face and chest fiercely, and said: "I don't care who you are, wait for a while to get into bed, and we will know who each other is--- when the time comes, you know my strengths, I know your depth, okay?"

Listening to the other party's obscene words, the woman couldn't help but throw her hand in his face, but the other party grabbed her, stretched out her tongue and licked the back of the woman's hand arrogantly and said, "Look at you, I can't wait so soon!"

Song Zhichao couldn't stand it anymore, although he knew that it was better to be nosy in this kind of place, he still stood up and said to those people: "I'm sorry, isn't it too much for you to bully a woman?"

"What did you say?" Changmao deliberately plucked out his ears with his hand, and looked at Song Zhichao with contempt in his eyes, "Excessive? Hehe, where did you come out of the righteous people? Pretend to be heroes, Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, or Yang Guo, Zhang Wuji? If you want to be a hero to save the United States, you must also weigh your own ability!"

"Hahaha!" The people around all laughed, they saw Song Zhichao alone, and with his bare hands, they felt that he was either stupid or crazy.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said to the woman, "Come here!"

The woman was a little scared, she didn't know if Song Zhichao could protect herself.

Long hair smiled: "That hero told you to go over, then you can go over!" After speaking, he deliberately pushed the woman, the meaning is obvious, see if you dare to go over, if you go over, I will let you and that hero die ugly.

Just when the woman hesitated, Fu Jiajun's voice came from behind Song Zhichao: "What are you doing, Ah Chao? Are they bullying women? Don't be afraid, I support you!"

Fu Jiajun drank too much wine and also came out to go to the bathroom, and then saw Song Zhichao confronting a group of old boys, as a brother, he rushed over without hesitation as soon as possible.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but smile bitterly, he had already had a comprehensive plan, but he didn't expect Fu Ershao to be so enthusiastic and brave.

It's too late to stop him.

Looking at Fu Ershao again, after rushing over, he pointed directly at the guy and said, "You stinky Ah Fei, what do you want to do, my friend provoked you, don't think that if you have more people, it's great!"

The long-haired old boy sneered, glanced at Fu Jiajun, and said, "Little white face, it's enough to drag it, you dare to point at me and speak." Don't say that he wants to take this woman away, even if he doesn't mean it, my brother Huo wants to hit whoever he wants. When it comes to you, I'm going to reason. "Say a move backwards. I saw that two minions immediately jumped out from behind the self-proclaimed fire brother, one punched, and the other kicked Fu Jiajun.

If you say you'll fight, I'm really not polite to you.

Poor Fu Jiajun Fu Ershao, who has never fought since he was a child, saw the fist coming, he didn't know how to dodge at all, he was directly hit by the opponent's punch in the face, and was kicked in the stomach by another person.

The fire brother shook his head, sneered, and said in a cold voice: "Pick, little white face, you dare to pretend to be the boss in front of me with this little ability, and look for death!" said and pointed to Song Zhichao with one hand, and said: "As for you hitting the street, if you don't want to accompany the funeral, quickly kneel down for me, otherwise I will be beaten together!"

Song Zhichao asked Fu Jiajun to hide to the side first, and stretched out his hand to the woman again and said, "One last time, Miss Guan, you come here." ”

When the woman heard Song Zhichao call herself "Miss Guan", her expression was obviously stunned, and then, maybe it was Song Zhichao's courage that infected her, maybe there was no way out, and she couldn't be insulted by those old boys, the woman hesitated, grabbed Song Zhichao's hand, and hid behind him.

Song Zhichao breathed a sigh of relief, his sentence "Miss Guan" just now was obviously a temptation, but he didn't expect the other party to really come over, so he said that he didn't guess wrong, the other party was really that famous female star.

Seeing this, Brother Huo laughed wildly, "There is a kind! Then I'll let you know how powerful my Brother Huo is!"

I saw that with a flick of his fingers, the silver blade had already popped out, and a knife stabbed at Song Zhichao head-on.

This kind of revenge in public places, just a trivial matter, just a knife will be used, it is the arrogant behavior of the underworld in this era.

Looking at this knife so sharp, if Song Zhichao was stabbed, he would have to be seriously injured. I only heard the woman's exclamation, and even Fu Jiajun also let out an exclamation: "Ah Chao, be careful!"

The switchblade of the fire brother had already stabbed Song Zhichao's stomach brightly.

Song Zhichao obviously didn't expect the other party to suddenly move the knife, and it was inconvenient to move left and right to dodge in this narrow corridor, so he only heard a hissing sound. Still didn't completely avoid it, the shirt on his body had been punctured, although it didn't hurt the skin, it was enough to show how ruthless this knife was.

It's too much, Fu Jiajun shouted, grabbed a flower pot next to him and smashed it, the fire brother dodged away, and he seemed to be flexible, but he was not incompetent.

The pot slammed into the wall, shattering into pieces with a thud and splattering dirt.

"Look for death!" The fire brother looked at Fu Jiajun, with a cruel smile on his face, and the tip of the knife in his hand was raised, and he stabbed Fu Jiajun again.

Seeing that Fu Jiajun was in danger, Song Zhichao flew in front of him, flew up and kicked at the joint of the right hand of the fire brother, he couldn't feel the pain, as soon as his hand was loosened, the switchblade flew out, plopped, and fell into the water pool of the artificial waterwheel in the bar.

That guy was kicked away by Song Zhichao in front of so many partners and women, and his face couldn't be hung up. "Ahh

With Brother Huo's order, I saw that in the narrow corridor, three or four people rushed towards Song Zhichao from behind him, and they all showed their switchblades. The tip of the knife is like snow, and if it is stabbed, there will immediately be a few more holes in the body.

Fu Jiajun next to him was half of the drunken, he didn't expect things to suddenly become so serious, so he hurriedly shouted at the group of old boys: "Stop, or I'll call the police!"

Those old boys were stunned by his shouting, hesitated for a moment, and then ignored them, and rushed towards Song Zhichao like crazy, it seems that they have to put him to death!