Chapter 7: The Fight in the Bar

Along the river avenue, the Republic of China here belongs to the concession, the earliest construction is from the Jianghan customs below the part of the five countries of the concession, the Hanbei British concession to the Hanbei Japanese concession, at that time here is the economic lifeline of Central China, because of the rolling Yangtze River, so the cargo transportation is concentrated here, every other section of the road has built a wharf, once the wind and clouds, heroes, after the liberation still bears the logistics, The important task of transportation, a few years ago from the Jianghan Pass began to build the famous river beach park, slowly along the road on both sides of the construction of a lot of bars, there are that kind of open-air bars, there are also a lot of bars, nightclubs, bathing centers, etc., Hanbei's fashionable youth, white-collar workers, local players like to gather here, equivalent to Beijing's Shichahai, Sanlitun. In the past two years, the government has made great efforts to build Yanjiang Avenue, not only expanding the Jiangtan Park, but also auctioning the surrounding land to several large real estate developers for the development of high-end residential communities, five-star hotels, Hanbei Tiandi and other large commercial centers.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of No. 88 Yanjiang Avenue, Zhang Ziyu got out of the car, and in front of him was a four-story building, typical European architectural style, with a huge neon sign hanging above the gate that read: Shangshang Bar, four big characters.

Walking into the bar, it was dark inside, it was not open in the afternoon, and the bar was empty, except for the monotonous sound of billiard balls crashing and the mournful blues blues.

A tall figure appeared in the bar, and the young man who was bending down next to the billiard case slowly straightened up, holding the billiard cue in his hand, and the man drinking in front of the bar also turned his head and squinted at the uninvited guest.

On the chair next to the billiard table, a man with a top body and bandages on his shoulders was shocked when he saw Zhang Ziyu's appearance, and he couldn't help but want to escape, and then he thought that this was his own territory, so he stood up and scolded: "Fuck you, you kid still dare to come here? Brothers, he beat us up in the hospital just now, and he also blackmailed viagra." As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight young men stood up, and slowly surrounded them with a hideous sneer on the corner of their mouths.

Facing the wolves, Zhang Ziyu didn't frown and said, "I have something to do with your boss." ”

"A horse, are you trying to have an accident today?" A long-haired young man suddenly waved a beer bottle and smashed it head-on, Zhang Ziyu came to the back and kicked the long-haired young man in the chest, ah screamed, the long-haired young man flew out upside down, knocked down a table and chair, and the beer bottle in his hand didn't know where it went.

Another guy with yellow hair attacked from the side, and the billiard cue swept over with an unstoppable thunder with a strong wind, but was firmly held by a hand, and Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, wanting to pull back, where could he still move, and looked up to see a cold face.

Huang Mao scolded angrily: "A...!" The words fell, and a powerful right hook hit his face quickly, instantly bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were full of gold stars, Huang Mao screamed miserably, let go of the hand holding the billiard cue, covered his face and stumbled backwards.

The young men stopped, and looked at the fierce guy in front of them with some horror, they were just waiters at the bar, and they were not professional spectators, and they were a little unbearable to see this scene.

"I'm looking for your boss. Zhang Ziyu spoke again, his tone calm.

"Who's looking for me?" A door opened on the side of the bar, revealing a man in his thirties, wearing a Korean slim shirt, an open neckline revealing a thick gold necklace, and a cigarette in his mouth.

The man looked at the mess all over the place, and did not have the slightest look of shock, just glared at Zhang Ziyu, and said coldly: "Come to my office to talk." ”