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Jiang Yanling, the proprietress of the Donghai nightclub......

Su Wei said goodbye to Fang Yan, drove out, took out her mobile phone directly, and called the old Taoist Liang Aijun.

Liang Laodao's mobile phone number is still a beautiful number, but it just can't get through.

"This guy!" Su Wei gritted her teeth and drove directly to the Donghai Nightclub.

What used to be a bustling nightclub is now quiet, and it's dark inside, and both streets look extremely cold.

The two streets are actually very short, and there is a T-junction in the middle, and at this time, a group of big Han people wearing black vests are carrying leather bags and knocking on the door one by one.

"Today to tomorrow is not allowed to open, no lights are allowed, no fires are allowed, wait for the point, we have to do things in the East China Sea nightclub!"

Even the lights at the street booth were forced to turn off.

Su Wei was furious, pushed the cart door down, and walked to the commissary.

These guys are lawless, like bullies.

Su Wei clenched her fists, but she was stunned to see that the proprietress of the commissary was not angry at all, and she also held the hand of the black vest: "Our street, the neighbors do business, and they rely on the guests brought by the East China Sea, I will definitely support it." ”

Su Wei let go of her fist, and saw the big man open the purse, revealing stacks of cash, grabbed a stack, about two or three thousand, and put it on the counter of the commissary: "Sister Liu, keep it, it's not easy for you to buy and sell this small book." ”

"That's okay, Donghai has been closed for two days, and I have lost a lot of rent or something, I can't collect this money, so if you need anything, you can get it directly from me!"

Su Wei touched her chin, this is really unexpectedly kind.

Looking at other shops, whether it is a small supermarket or a restaurant barbecue shop, each man in charge is sent with a stack of banknotes.

After a while, both streets were darkened, only the street lights were on, and vehicles and pedestrians passed by thinking that there was a power outage.

Su Wei came to the commissary, bought a pack of cigarettes in the dark, and found an excuse to smoke and chatted with the proprietress.

Women love to chat when they are old, and this proprietress is idle, but Su Wei cleverly took the topic, and after a while, she said everything she knew.

"Donghai nightclub, formerly called Crystal Palace, the owner is in his fifties, and he is mixed with the Donghai gang......"

The proprietress said that the boss of the Donghai Gang is a rare good person, especially caring for his family, just a wife, two of them have no children, and there is no woman outside.

"The people of the Donghai Gang are all brought out of their hometown by the boss, Dawazi Village, Jin City, Northern Province, and the people under his hands are all relatives of the boss, and he doesn't accept people from other places. ”

Su Wei nodded secretly, this kind of gang was common a hundred years ago, and now there are fewer of them.

Relying on the relationship between relatives in the township, the eldest is originally an elder in the village, and they are all inextricably linked, and their living habits are similar.

The advantages of this kind of gang are unity, stability, obedience, and the inner gang is full of human touch. The disadvantage is that it is not big, there is no reserve personnel, and the parents are not very easy to manage.

After the death of the boss of the Donghai Gang, the proprietress became the spiritual leader of the gang, but over the years, the gang became smaller and smaller, and finally only this nightclub was left to support.

However, the proprietress of the nightclub is highly educated, she can't be a gang, and she has a good set of business, and she came up with the idea of Crystal Palace back then.

"It's a pity, the proprietress also had an accident, I heard that she had a serious illness, and now she can't hold on. The woman at the commissary shook her head and sighed.

Su Wei frowned, she had seen this Jiang Yanling video from Fang Yan, wasn't she cured, and she looked happy.

I was chatting with the woman in the commissary, behind the street, four minibuses roared in, the doors opened, and a group of guys wearing white pants and floral shirts came down, uniformly dressed, all of them hung up.

"Who are these?"

The face of the woman in the commissary changed: "These are those bastards in the back bar street, who come to make trouble every day! I just want to take down this nightclub, and now I see that Donghai is no longer doing business, so I come to make trouble!"

Su Wei looked at the entrance of the street and understood: "This is the main road, and the flow of people is much larger than that in the back, but the street behind is blocked by two high-rise buildings, and the geographical location is much worse. ”

The woman in the commissary had already begun to retreat, directly pulled down the roller shutter door, and said to Su Wei: "Girl, you go quickly, I think there is going to be a fight." ”

Su Wei flicked her cigarette butt and strode over.

The group in white trousers had already pushed and shoved with the Tokai gang in black vests.

The two sides were quite restrained, and they didn't do it directly, that is, you pointed at me, I pointed at you, and scolded each other.

Su Wei looked at the street entrance, although the light was very dim, her eyes were so sharp, and she immediately saw the police cars hidden at the street entrance, all parked in the dark corners behind the street lights.

What's going on?

Su Wei looked at the group of troublemakers in the bar street again, a few of them were hiding behind with their mobile phones, and kept taking pictures secretly.

The white-pants troublemakers in front of them were trying to provoke the people of the Donghai Gang, and they scolded all kinds of ugly words, but they just didn't do anything.

The corners of Su Wei's mouth curled.

Not bad, the boss of the bar street is still very routine, does he call the police in advance, and then provoke and wait for the people of the Donghai Gang to do it first? Or do you collude with the bad black police, and then take your mobile phone video to testify?

In short, the Donghai Gang has no leader, and they are emotional, and they are about to suffer.

Su Wei stepped forward quickly, and a young man from the Donghai Gang had already raised his fist, and the leader of the white pants opposite was still scolding the boss lady with a hippie smile.

With this punch, a scuffle is about to begin.

With a snap, the arm of the young man in the black vest was blocked, Su Wei flicked his fingers, and the guy snorted and retreated.

Su Wei stood between the two gangs and looked left and right: "Hey, everyone is in business, why bother?"

Heh, heh!

Both factions looked at Su Wei who was standing there.

Coquettish face, perfect figure, white shirt highlights intellectual beauty, black trousers line slender legs, and a pair of black leather boots have a mysterious sexy temperament.

Such a beauty, not to mention a nightclub, is rare to see even on TV.

The boss in white pants whistled: "Yo, beauty, are you here to pull a fight?"

The people of the Donghai Gang all looked at Su Wei, and they were also inexplicable.

"Which side are you?" asked the young man who was flicked away by Su Wei's finger.

Su Wei glanced at him, and this glance made the young man's heart beat faster, and he turned his head with a red face and snorted coldly.

"I'm a friend of Daochang Liang!" Su Wei said succinctly.

Wow, the people of the Donghai Gang are all uplifted, and they are their own people.

The white pants looked at each other, Daoist Liang's disciple? What the hell.

Su Wei reached out and touched the pistol backwards at this time, and then pointed at the person who was secretly filming behind the crowd in white pants: "Turn off your mobile phones, what are you secretly filming!"

The white-pants boss's face changed, and he shouted, "Stinky, what did you say?"

Su Wei shrugged her shoulders: "You deliberately came here to provoke and secretly took pictures, are you going to use it as evidence? Also, what's going on with the police car at the corner of the street over there?

The people of the Donghai Gang were in an uproar.

The boss in white pants saw that it was not good, and a switchblade fell from his sleeve, and under the cover of the people around him, the knife flashed, and the blade forced Su Wei's pink neck.

With a click, the switchblade flew up, and the boss in white pants covered his lower abdomen, foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground on the spot.

But in two seconds, what happened?

No one can see clearly, at this moment, Su Wei bounced off the knife, kicked the white pants, and gave this guy two punches in the abdomen by the way!

She's moving too fast, and it's a little unreal.

"Look for death, beat her!" the crowd was stunned for a moment, and suddenly roared.

A strong man in white pants rushed out, with a big fist and a fist stab.

But with a click, a cold muzzle pressed against his head.

There were policemen nearby, so many people watching, Su Wei didn't want to use the strength of Gu Wu, at this time, a gun was more effective than any force.

But the thugs of Bar Street all laughed, and they laughed exaggeratedly.

"I'm grass, take a toy gun out and scare people. ”

"Hey, this chick is tough enough, I like it. ”

The strong man grinned even more: "Shoot, stinky, when Lao Tzu touched the gun, you weren't well yet!"

With a crisp sound, Su Wei's pistol lit the ground, hitting the big toe of the strong man's leather shoes, and then raised it again and aimed it at the second person.

It was really gunshots, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The strong man was already sitting on the ground screaming, holding his feet and crying.

Su Wei pouted: "It's just a toe, it's still a bruise, it's too embarrassing, right?"

"Don't be afraid, how many bullets can she have?" ...... so many of us," a tall, thin man roared.

With a thud, the bullet casings flew up and fell to the ground, and the tall, lanky man covered his mouth in disbelief, and then muttered something, his mouth full of blood.

Su Wei fired a shot in the side, grazing his lip, and the bullet passed through the crowd and hit the lamp pole.

Being able to shoot in a crowd without accidentally injuring them, accurately grazing the enemy's lips, and grinding off only a layer of skin from the lips is the real marksmanship.

The tall and thin man thought he had been shot in the mouth, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

At this time, the siren sounded, and several police cars rushed over with the armed anti-terrorist special police......