"Co., Ltd." Hu Jin and I glanced at each other, and we were lazily huddled at the back of the crowd chatting and watching the excitement, but when we heard the strong man's shouting, we all came to the top and hurriedly squeezed to the front.

Co., Ltd.,Listening to the name, it doesn't look like an organization in the city that never sleeps.,Not to mention the word "ghost group" was added in front of it.,I can't help but remember the Japanese killer who attacked me last time.,He seems to have said that he was ordered by the "ghost group" to carry out the mission.,Could it be that this is a group of people? Or did the little devils blatantly kill me?A trace of doubt flashed in my heart.

The lame horse, who was beaten by several teenagers, climbed to the strong man without shame, hugged his calves and stomach with both hands and cried: "Brother Big Bear, you are here, if you don't come, I will be beaten to death..."

The strong man picked up the lame horse with one hand, and when he went up, he slapped him in the face, scolded him dissatisfiedly, waste, can't do this thing?

This strong man not only spoke a little stumbling, but also out of tune, and when he heard it, he knew that he was not from China, and he felt extraordinarily happy.

Jiang Long asked with a cold face, Look at the posture, you are also Zhao Chenghu's person, do you mean that you are ready to bully others?

"Zhao basket tiger, who is Zhao Chenghu? My eldest brother said very clearly just now, we are from the ghost group, and we can't understand Mandarin, right?" Ma Cripple wiped the blood under his nostrils, and the fox pointed at Jiang Long and cursed.

The Mohican boy spat and scolded, who do you love, how do you want to drop?

Hu Jin said with a smile on his face, this kid is interesting, the more he looks at me, the more he wants to see him, if his brain is more bright, I guess he is also a character.

I laughed evilly and said, they all say that things gather by like, and people are grouped, no wonder my brother Liang always praises you for half of your brain.

Hu Jin scolded angrily, he was a big stupid dick.

I smiled and looked at the man called "Big Bear", who was tall and strong, more than 1.8 meters long, with muscle bumps all over his body, like a small iron tower, and a woman wearing a kimono tattoo on his arm.

"Enchantress tattoo!" Hu Jin's eyes were slitted, his face became grim, and he also stared closely at the flower arm on the big bear's arm to observe, and said in a low voice while watching, Little Third Master, this grandson is estimated to be some kind of organization in the Wa Kingdom, the flower arm on his arm is commonly known as a geisha, but his eyes are red, and this kind of tattoo can only be tattooed by middle-class and upper-class members in his organization.

I asked him curiously, if you want to get a tattoo from an island country, do you still score a grade?

Hu Jin nodded and said, Well, their hierarchy is very strict, and some big guys can have tattoos all over their bodies, but the little brother at the bottom will definitely not dare to do this, they will be killed, and the horse boys and thugs at the bottom are basically tattooed with some ghost servants, yaksha and other demons.

I nodded in amazement, and said, I didn't see that the little devil was quite presentable.

While we were talking, the form on the dance floor changed drastically, and Jiang Long and "Moxican" and the chubby young man pounced on the strong man together.

The lame horse was so frightened that he "stabbed" and got behind the strong man.

The strong man stood still with a mocking expression, and even let the thugs behind him flash behind him to make room for him.

"I'm going to Nima!" Moxican picked up the beer bottle and smashed it on the strong man's head, but the strong man didn't move, let the bottle bloom on his head, and kicked Moxigan in the stomach when he raised his leg, kicking him out of the way.

At the same time, the chubby young man and Jiang Long also picked up the wine bottle and smashed it on the strong man's head on the left and right, "pop" twice, the wine bottle was all broken, and the strong man's head was still unscathed, as if the "golden bell cover iron cloth shirt" often played on TV.

At this time, he moved suddenly, grabbed the wrist of the chubby boy with great precision, and twisted it back.

There was a crisp "click".

The arm of the slightly chubby young man was reversed to his back, and his body involuntarily stood up in the opposite direction, and he let out a hoarse scream from his throat, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his head, and he saw that his arm was twisted and broken.

Hu Jin's face changed instantly, and he roared in a low voice: "It's really fucking ruthless! Little Third Master, we have to take care of this matter, after all, it is in the Eastern District, and you are the king here!"

I nodded with a cold face and said, I must manage it, but if you want to do it, you have to do it beautifully, none of these people are allowed to go, Brother Jinzi, don't be impatient.

I took out my mobile phone and dialed Yuyang's number.

The lame horse stood not far away and clapped his hands and applauded the gangsters, and even spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, shouting: "Dare to dance in front of Brother Big Bear? I really don't know how many bowls of dry rice I eat! Judo is the best in the world!"

The strong man laughed wildly and roared twice: "Incompetent little ant!", then pinched the back of Jiang Long's neck, and kicked his leg with his toes, Jiang Long was uncontrollably pushed to his knees, his head was pressed to the ground, and he knelt and kowtowed in the direction of the crowd.

Not to mention that Jiang Long is the owner of this bar, even for an ordinary man, this kind of shame is unbearable, he tried his best to break free, opened his voice and roared: "You have the ability to kill me today, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely chop off your dog paws in the future!"

Mohican got up from the ground, grabbed half of the wine bottle and stabbed it at the back of the strong man, who seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and turned around with a side kick, kicking the Mohican boy out again.

The lame horse and the group of bastards all laughed back and forth.

The short-haired beer girl stood blankly and bewildered, staring at the crowd around her for help, but no one paid any attention to it.

The big bear roared like a mad beast and lifted Jiang Long up, slammed into the wine stand, beat his chest and screamed, starting today, the bar, every month, pay protection money to the ghost group.

This grandson probably doesn't speak Mandarin very well, and he mutters word by word, which is particularly weird.

The lame horse jumped back and forth like a flea, and got carried away: "From now on on No. 3 Street, you don't know any Zhao Chenghu, but you must know our ghost group, know Yamamoto Kazuma, starting tomorrow, our ghost group will officially declare war on Zhao Chenghu, if anyone dares not know how to lift..."

Halfway through his sentence, his laughter stopped abruptly, and I grabbed him by the hair from behind and said coldly, "If anyone doesn't know how to lift, that's the end." I slapped him in the face.

"Smack!" the voice was crisp and loud, and the lame man looked at me with a bewildered expression, and before he could come back to his senses, I grabbed the beer bottle in my hand and exploded on the top of his head.

The lame horse fell to the ground in embarrassment, the blood at the door of his head was gurgling down, and his face was all over it, and the dog glanced at his hand, rolled his eyes, and fainted directly to the ground, daring to love this stupid lack of blood, but also fainting his own blood.

A few bastards quickly surrounded me, and Hu Jin stood beside me like a spear.

There was an instant silence in the bar, everyone looked at me, Jiang Long, who had been pressed to the ground by the big bear before, got up from the ground, looked at me and whispered to himself, "Zhao Chenghu?"

The big bear, which looked like a small tower, glared at me with a wheezing breath, and asked me with great difficulty, you... You... Who is it?

I spat at the foam angrily, lit a cigarette, smiled and said, "Look at your big mountain cannon and you are stumbling when you speak, and why do you come out to rob money, my surname is Zhao, and the entire Eastern District belongs to me!"

Seeing his confused expression, I stretched my waist and said, "Ten streets in the East and West Districts, ask who is the father! Forget it, it's really ink, Brother Jin cuts him!

Hu Jin took a puff of his cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground, smashed out a string of sparks, stretched his waist and walked towards the big bear, and as he walked, he twisted his neck and made a crunchy "creaking" sound.

The short-haired girl with beer helped Moxican and the chubby young man up, quickly hid behind me, and said in a low voice, Big brother, they are not easy to mess with, and there are so many people, don't hurt them.

Jiang Long smiled bitterly and said that no one in the Eastern District dared to compare with him.

Moxigan clutched his stomach and coughed twice and asked, is he?

I squinted my eyes and said with a smile, my name is Zhao Chenghu, and I am the one you just said you wanted to beat up with a thousand knives!

Then I smiled at the girl and said, "I'm not necessarily older than you, I'm just a little older...