The two white youths thought that Ning Tao would fall to the ground, but they didn't expect to be hit so the head twice, this guy actually grinned at them!

Ning Tao said with a smile: "I said that the consequences are very serious, and this is your own choice, then I'm sorry." ”

As the words fell, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the neck of the white young man with the tattoo on his neck, and threw it behind him. The white young man flew out of his hand with a hula and knocked over a wine table, as well as two people who were drinking at that wine table.

Some people screamed, some people shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

A few of the bodyguards who were watching the scene ran over from different corners.

Ning Tao didn't pay attention to the few bodyguards who pounced like wolves and tigers, he grabbed the wrist of the white young man who was holding half of the wine bottle, and smiled: "You just pulled your eyelids up, did you laugh at my small eyes?"

"Fake!" the white young man pumped his fist into Ning Tao's eyes.

Bang!

One punch hits the target.

Ning Tao's head didn't even move, let alone any dark circles, and he still maintained a faint smile on his face: "It seems that eyes are not important to you." ”

As the words fell, he suddenly flipped the white young man's wrist and pushed the half of the wine bottle into the white young man's eye socket.

Blood poured out, and shattered glass bottles pierced eyeballs.

"Ahh

Ning Tao grabbed the half of the wine bottle and pulled it out, and then stabbed it into the other eye socket of the white young man with lightning speed.

Click!

Blood splattered.

The white youth suddenly fell to the ground and passed out. He insulted the little eyes of the Chinese with that discriminatory gesture, and he was left without eyes for the rest of his life.

When it comes to evil, who can do more evil than the middleman between good and evil?

Ning Tao didn't even look at him again, turned to the white young man who was hit in the abdomen by him, and said as he walked: "You just learned monkeys, didn't you? I think you learn very similarly, I like your legs, they are very flexible." ”

"No, no, no......" The white young man shook his head vigorously, and the man stepped back, but he was against the couch.

Ning Tao stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

Suddenly, a big black man pounced on him from the side and crashed into him.

The big black man was bounced back, and Ning Tao's hand grabbed the collar of the white young man who was learning from monkeys, and suddenly kicked him on the outside of the knee of his right leg.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking rang out, but it was drowned out by the deafening music.

"Ahh

But his nightmare was just another head, he had just collapsed to the ground, and Ning Tao stepped on the knee of his left leg again.

Click!

A broken leg is like a broken sugar cane.

The white young man who had learned the monkey's movements opened his mouth wide, but this time he couldn't even make a sound.

Although Ning Tao had a heavenly version of the Yin Valley Town Spirit Rune on his body that sealed his spiritual power cultivation for a lifetime, from the time he began to cultivate the Primitive Refining Method, he had actually entered the practice of the Little Nirvana Realm. His body is not to say that it has reached the level of the Vajra body of the Little Nirvana Realm, but his fists and feet have reached it, because his fists and feet are the most used parts of iron, and he can even be shot in the flesh and bones, how can a flesh-and-blood villain white man withstand his punches and kicks?

Call!

Suddenly the wind sounded behind his head.

Ning Tao turned around, and a chair smashed on his front door.

He was beaten by a white man, at least 1.9 meters tall, weighing at least 300 pounds, with two arms a little thicker than his thighs, and using an iron-legged chair in a bar.

Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, and then shook.

But before he could fall to the ground, another big black man pounced on him from behind, picked up a police officer in his hand, and slapped him the back of the head with a slingering stick.

Ning Tao closed his eyes, avoided the wine on the ground, and poured it in a relatively clean place.

"Kill him!" shouted a watcher.

"You guys keep playing, the next round of wine our boss please. The white man who smashed Ning Tao's chair said, his voice coming from the bar's loudspeaker system.

The bar burst into cheers.

The two bodyguards each grabbed one of Ning Tao's hands and dragged him into a fire safety passage, and then dragged him into an elevator.

"Damn, who is this guy? How dare you make trouble on our turf? ”

"I don't know, but this guy is so ruthless that he stabbed people in the eyes with a wine bottle on such an occasion. ”

"Whoever he is, he's dead. ”

Several bodyguards were talking in the elevator, and listening to their tone, Ning Tao was almost a dead man.

Ning Tao didn't move, and didn't react at all. He was hit twice on the head, but there was not a trace of blood on his head, not even his hairstyle. But such a flaw, several bodyguards did not notice it.

This is Ning Tao's strategy.

He came to the Stygian Bar for a consultation, this was actually a temporary idea, he didn't have a detailed plan, and he posted a Tianzi version of the Yin Valley Town Spirit Rune. Seeing the two Chinese girls who were about to fall into the fire pit, he suddenly had this plan. Make trouble, then get caught, and then be sent to the boss here for "disposal".

The owner of the Stygian Bar, "Mr. Black", is the patient he took the initiative to visit this time.

The Heavenly Dao Medical Hall moved to Manhattan, and it was not the gang in the White House or the CIA who troubled him the most, but it was Mr. Black, the underground king of Manhattan. Yu Gong, a wicked person like Mr. Hei must go to the doctor. Yu privately, Mr. Hei sent so many people to Chinatown to look for him and wanted to arrest him, how could he not come and show his face in person?

The elevator stopped, the elevator door opened, and the two bodyguards grabbed Ning Tao's hand and dragged him out of the elevator, and then entered a room.

The room was large, gorgeously decorated, and the soundproofing was well done, and as soon as the door was closed, the noise below was inaudible.

It has its own music, Mozart's Sonata.

A white man in a black suit sat on a couch with his arms outstretched, and a scantily clad black woman snuggled in the crooks of his left and right arms. The white man, who was in his forties, was a little out of shape, but generally looked fairly athletic. His body is black except for his white complexion, including his necklace, rings, and even socks.

Is this where the nickname "Men in Black" comes from?

Maybe, maybe not, but it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that the evil aura in this person is extremely deep!

Crash!

A glass of whiskey was poured on Ning Tao's face, and his face and hair were stained with brown liquor.

Ning Tao opened his eyes very cooperatively, then shook his head, and made it look like he had just woken up and couldn't figure out the situation.

"Who are you?" asked the white man in a black suit.

Ning Tao didn't answer, struggling to get up.

The white man in a black suit suddenly stood up, kicked Ning Tao in the chest, and then trampled Ning Tao at his feet.

"You are...... The man in black?" Ning Tao looked a little nervous.

The man in the black suit pressed his feet down hard, and his voice was full of anger: "Who sent you, the Mexican gang, or the Poles hiding in the corner?"

Ning Tao said: "I don't know what you're talking about, I heard that you are the underground king of this generation, and I came to you on purpose." ”

The white man in the black suit was slightly stunned: "Are you looking for me?"

Ning Tao said: "Yes, I was looking for you, I thought you were sick, so I came to see you." ”

"Hahaha......" laughed the man in the black suit.

Several bodyguards were also amused by Ning Tao's words, the room was full of laughter, and the originally dark and tense atmosphere suddenly changed in style, full of cheerful atmosphere.

The white man in the black suit took the foot he stepped on Ning Tao's chest, and he took off the suit, as well as his shirt. In a blink of an eye, the naked upper body was full of black tattoos, but it was not the common skeleton, beast and other tattoos, but a ragged-looking garment, and a sentence was tattooed on the ribs: No sickness, no death, night clothes.

This is where the nickname "Men in Black" comes from.

"Boss, he stabbed a kid in the eye with a wine bottle, are we going to beat him up and hand him over to the police, or what should we do?" asked a black bodyguard.

The man in black waved his hand and slapped him.

There was a crunch.

The black bodyguard who was beaten covered his face, a little confused, and he obviously didn't know why his boss beat him. It is a very serious sin to pierce a blind man's eyes. Considering the identity of this kid Chinese, the judge will definitely not show mercy, this kid will most likely sit through the prison, and there is no need for them to do anything to achieve the purpose of punishment. He felt that he had made a good suggestion, but what he did not expect to get was not a thumbs up, but a slap in the face.

The man in black said viciously: "Give it to the police? Do you idiot still want to receive a good citizen award? I want everyone to know that whoever makes trouble with me will end up miserable!"

A white bodyguard said to the two black pearls sitting on the couch, "What are you still sitting here for? ”

The two black pearls seemed to realize what was about to happen, and hurriedly got up from the couch and ran out the door.

The man in black crouched next to the couch and sucked his nostrils at a line of white powder on the coffee table. A foul voice made the line of white powder penetrate his nostrils. He rubbed his nose, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to be sublimated in an instant, and he entered a state of transcendent sanctification.

Then he took out a silver aluminum alloy box from under the coffee table, the box was not large, and when he opened it, it contained torture instruments. There are pliers to pull out people's teeth or nails, sharp knives, canned liquefied gas knives, axes, hammers, etc.

Ning Tao got up from the ground.

Two bodyguards then came up and grabbed his two arms, one left and one right, and pressed him on the shoulders at the same time, making him unable to move.

The man in black picked up an axe from the aluminum alloy box, and then walked towards Ning Tao: "No one can make trouble with me, last time there was a Mexican killer who sold goods here, do you know what happened to him, he has been made into chicken feed!"

As the words fell, he suddenly swung his legs and kicked Ning Tao in the face with a side kick.

This movement is clean and neat, and the kung fu is full of flavor.

However, Ning Tao, who had been beaten, smiled.