In a high-end bar club in Hechuan Dongcheng District, a smooth white and white face sits on the expensive sofa cushions, revealing an angular cold handsomeness. The dazzling diamond stud earring in his left ear adds a touch of uninhibited to his sunny handsomeness.

The man was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with short hair, a white shirt with a slightly open neckline and shirt cuffs rolled up between his arms.

Zhang Wenhua is a son of a senior official in Hechuan, but he is also the most feared "bully" in Hechuan

In the bar this afternoon, seeing Dong Wenfeng carrying Murong on his back with his upper body already deeply stung Zhang Wenhua's sense of achievement.

Zhang Wenhua's face was pale, the green tendons on his forehead were violent, and his eyes revealed anger.

For Murong, Zhang Wenhua had already witnessed her dignity at that airport, and in Zhang Wenhua's heart, Murong passed by him that day, his steps were so light and generous, like a beautiful fairy descending from the sky. So he swore in his heart that day that he would definitely get this woman.

And that day at the airport, he met Dong Wenfeng and Murong entangled and lingering, the more Zhang Wenhua thought about it, the more hated he became, and his psychology began to slowly distort.

His face gradually became a little hideous, and he couldn't help but look at Dong Wenfeng in his heart, looking at this stinky boy, if he wants to look good or not, he wants to have a family background

The family background is simply a poor man. Such a stunner in the world actually went around behind him, he must have poured some ecstasy soup.

The purpose of Zhang Wenhua's trip today was for Murong, at that time, Zhang Wenhua was drinking by himself, and at the same time looking at the drunk Murong, he thought that today, Murong was within reach.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wenhua said a sentence and Dong Wenfeng, who was hated by him, walked in.

Recently, Zhang Wenhua has not been idle, in order to deal with Dong Wenfeng, Zhang Wenhua can be said to have racked his brains. He did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire four overseas masters, after all, he still weighed and weighed his own kung fu and felt that he should be self-aware.

He had already informed Qu Jianghai, the steward of the hotel where Dong Wenfeng was located, and asked him to tell him to feel the bar in Dongcheng before eleven o'clock tonight no matter what. Otherwise, whether Murong's innocence can be preserved, he himself may not be able to say.

For the four overseas masters behind him, Zhang Wenhua still believes a hundred times.

In order to verify their lethality, Zhang Wenhua specially recruited more than 20 special forces from the training camp to conduct experiments through connections.

As a result, these four guys were able to knock these two dozen special forces to the ground in less than a hundred rounds on their own.

The strength of the combat power really surprised Zhang Wenhua for a while, coupled with his status in Hechuan, Zhang Wenhua suddenly felt that the day of stepping Dong Wenfeng on the ground was getting closer and closer.

Zhang Wenhua took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and at this time, a bodyguard who was as thin as a monkey behind him naturally stepped forward and took out a lighter and lit it, Zhang Wenhua glanced at the bodyguard appreciatively, and then closed his eyes calmly.

Zhang Wenhua sat in the monitoring room and looked at Dong Wenfeng's back as he disappeared into the corridor alone. Zhang Wenhua showed a sinister and intriguing smile on his face.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhang Wenhua vigorously snuffed out the cigarette butt, sorted out some messy clothes, and then led the four masters into the bar behind Dong Wenfeng.

After Dong Wenfeng walked into the bar, he found that it was even much more lively than the endless streets, and the luxury bar in the Hechuan underground city today was either rich or expensive, otherwise which could afford the price here.

As soon as Dong Wenfeng came in, he had already attracted the attention of the barboys in the audience.

All the people present are not sharp-eyed and exquisite, looking at the gorgeous lineup in front of them, they can see the extraordinaryness of this young man.

In an instant, Dong Wenfeng had already become the focus of the audience.

Facing the complicated and intriguing eyes cast by everyone, Dong Wenfeng directly ignored them.

The purpose of his trip was not to come to play.

Dong Wenfeng looked around at the environment inside the bar, and the decoration was very modern.

The planed beams are unique, in the style of an abandoned factory, and there are about 7 or 8 chandelier-shaped spotlights on the top of the bar that are constantly shaking.

Make the faces of everyone sitting at the bar look looming and hazy.

Bartenders are performing beautiful, amazing fancy cocktails at the bar. Most of the ceilings of the hall are decorated with ornate crystal chandeliers, and the walls are in a European retro style.

All in all, the whole environment looks like a good match.

Soon, under the leadership of the bar waiter, Dong Wenfeng came to a large box with very good sound insulation.

In a dim corner of the bar, Zhang Wenhua was sitting there alone drinking stuffy wine, and suddenly a beautiful and familiar figure walked over from his side, and Zhang Wenhua, who had gloomy eyes, suddenly felt bright. He wiped his eyes, a nonchalant smile on his lips.

Sure enough, it's her, God help me.

Zhang Wenhua beckoned, and the skinny little attendant immediately leaned over quickly, Zhang Wenhua pointed ahead, and then whispered.

The little attendant nodded his head and waved at a tall, sturdy guy behind him, and the two of them followed.

Xiaomeng came out of the bathroom and was about to walk towards the bar box, when suddenly two vulgar men, one fat and one thin, stepped forward and blocked his way.

Looking at the unkind faces of the two, Xiaomeng suddenly felt bad.

Xiao Meng stepped back a little nervously, and then said in a panic: "You... What do you want to do?"

The skinny little attendant looked at the peerless little beauty in front of him, and couldn't help but subconsciously glance at Xiao Meng's plump and plump chest, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This little follower got cheap, so he naturally didn't dare to forget that this was the woman Zhang Wenhua wanted to get, he still forcibly dispelled his desires and hopes, and then said in a commanding tone: "This young lady, our young master wants to meet you, you might as well come with us!"

Xiao Meng asked vigilantly, "You... You guys... Who the hell is the young master?"

For Xiao Meng's questioning, the little attendant was obviously a little impatient, and then said reluctantly: "You will know if you go with us, why do you ask so much..."

Xiao Meng watched the two tall men approaching her, and she was just about to shout, when she suddenly realized that she was hit in the back, and then she didn't know what consciousness was.

The two men held Xiaomeng's left and right arms respectively, pretending to be drunk, and then quietly walked out of the crowded bar corridor...