The largest bar in the 18th arrondissement, the Touch Hand Bar, is also the oldest bar in this period, opened in 196, and to this day, it is still a huge footfall, the most lucrative clubhouse under Martin Luther, and the home of drug addicts in the 17th and 18th arrondissements.

At the moment, in a luxurious box in the Touch Hands Bar, Martin Luther and a group of leaders are playing cards, the six of them are sitting around a round table, playing a game of 21 o'clock, everyone has a large amount of cash bills piled up in front of them, and Martin Luther has the most money in front of him, they are playing a game of 21 o'clock,

Martin Luther was a tall and mighty black man, 1.96 meters tall, with a round waist, a pair of vicious eyes on his fleshy face, and several English letters tattooed on his right arm, if translated into Chinese, he was the greatest man in the world.

At this moment, Martin Luther was enjoying the massage of the white chick behind him, this is a golden French girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a sexy three-point style, less than 1.6 meters tall, she was smiling, and her slender jade hands kneaded Martin Luther's black shoulders, the white hands and the black shoulders formed a sharp contrast, which made people feel disgusted just by seeing it,

What's even more sad is that while massaging, the French girl rubbed her beautiful slender and white and smooth lower abdomen against Martin Luther's back, rubbing the dirty and ugly back, as if she wanted to please Martin Luther, like a pet.

Martin Luther smiled, holding three pokers in his hand, looking at the cards, seemed to be served by the French girl behind him, picked up a small white pill from the table, rubbed the small white pill under his sweaty armpit with a wicked smile, and then handed it to the French girl behind him.

"Pinedani, baby, this thing is for you. Martin Luther smiled at the French girl behind him.

This little white pill is a new type of psychedelic drug, and it is 1o times more refreshing than it is eaten, and the deeper the addiction, the stronger the feeling!

Seeing this scene, the French girl's delicate body trembled in surprise, and she quickly stretched her neck, opened her lips with bright red lipstick, caught the white pill in Martin Luther's hand with her mouth, sucked excitedly, and even took Martin Luther's two dirty fingers into her mouth and cleaned them with her tongue.

Martin Luther laughed, pulled his saliva-stained, hot fingers out of the girl's mouth, grabbed the playing cards, and said to the black man on the east side of the table: "Wow, that's a good card! I'll add three thousand euros, Graeme, do you want to look at the cards?"

The black man called Graeme smiled: "I'll pay three thousand euros, look at you!"

"Haha! You're fooled, Graeme, look! I'm a 21!" Martin Luther said, snapping, and threw three playing cards on the table, two 1's and one ace.

Everyone looked at Martin Luther in surprise, and one of the black men said: "Boss, your luck today is too good, after playing more than 30 games, almost 1/3 of them got 21 points." ”

Graeme also showed a helpless smile, pushed a pile of money in front of Martin Luther reluctantly, and agreed with a meaningful smile: "Yes, boss, it must be Rice's soul in heaven to bless you, so make your fortune better and better." ”

Martin Luther took the pile of money in front of him, and said with a sneer: "That guy named Jiang Cheng, who killed my brother, I will definitely kill him! But then again, since I have Mr. Chen from Huaxia as my advisor, I have become more handy in doing things, Mr. Chen, what should we do next?"

Martin Luther turned his head to look at the sand next to him, on which was sitting an Asian man in his thirties, he cut the middle and short, a traitor face, a little thin physique, sharp-beaked monkey gills, especially a pair of mouse eyes hidden under glasses, which were already small, but he narrowed them even smaller, so that people had no idea what he was looking at or thinking.

If the eyes are the windows of the soul, then this person is to expose only one slit in the soul, and secretly observe from this slit to the outside, but do not let people spy on his existence, and when he sees him, it is reminiscent of treacherous and cunning, scheming and deep, these two idioms,

When this man heard Martin Luther say to him, he took a sip of tea from the teacup he was holding in a hurry, and there was a glimmer of light in his small eyes, and then he coughed lightly and said in fluent French: "Jiang Cheng of Longxinghui has been arrested by the police, so we don't have to do anything below, just wait quietly." ”

Martin Luther and a few others looked at him puzzled, and Martin Luther asked incredulously, "Mr. Chen, we really ...... Do nothing?"

"Hey, hey......" Mr. Chen laughed, more like a mouse, and after a while, he said: "Longxing will have a Zhuge Liuyun in France, if we do it now, we will definitely be noticed by him, but he will find out that those things were originally done by our Martin Gang." ”

After a pause, Mr. Chen added: "But if we don't do anything now, and at the same time, the Red Glove doesn't take action, they will be suspicious, wondering if the Red Glove is worried about being revealed?" That's why there is no action, but it will be more suspicious of the red gloves, once the dragon will be opposed to the red gloves, at this time we are using drastic means to kill Jiang Cheng directly, and then anyone will be the first to suspect the red gloves, Jiang Cheng is dead, no one in the Long Xing will obey anyone's scheduling, and it is not far from falling apart, hehehe...... "He seemed to think of the scene, and laughed lewdly excitedly.

Although this Mr. Chen is not satisfactory in appearance, this time he is not lost to Zhuge Liuyun, and he seems to be quite familiar with the internal situation of Longxinghui, I don't know what the background is.

The other leaders of the Martin gang looked at this Mr. Chen, and then looked at each other, showing a look of contempt, but with their heads, they would not have figured out the whole thing.

"So it's better for us to do nothing now than to do any action. Mr. Chen said with a smug smile on his face.

……

Jiang Cheng was eating tastelessly with a box of prison lunches, not because the prison food was too unpalatable, but because his attention was not on eating at all, and various scenes were intertwined in his mind,...... The brothers who were hung upside down in the street...... Tracked sedan ...... A taxi driver who wants to kill himself...... And also...... The red-gloved gang badge kept circling in his mind, making him distracted no matter what he ate.

Jiang Cheng thought in his mind, trying to connect these events with a line, but in the end, he could only appear, and the line connecting these events had only one name - Red Glove had made a move against Long Xinghui!

Just when Jiang Cheng, who was eating, was full of thoughts, he suddenly heard a crunching sound of the prison door, and the cell he was in was actually opened, this sound interrupted Jiang Cheng's thoughts, and Jiang Cheng immediately raised his head to look.

Jiang Cheng was surprised by the person who appeared outside the prison door, it was not the imaginary Zhuge Liuyun, Mino, or other brothers of the Longxing Society, but a beautiful French girl with a pale golden length and a bright smile on her face, she was looking at Jiang Cheng with a smile, the corners of her mouth were upturned, revealing two cute little dimples, and a pair of eyes bent into crescents.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, this French girl he recognized, it was the one who liked to watch him boxing in front of the Longxing Jeet Kune Do Gym not long ago, her name seemed to be Lisi, fifteen or sixteen years old, and she had a willful and naughty and immature, but cute temperament.

But......

Why is she here?

This is a prison cell! Ordinary people will never be able to enter, not to mention that not long ago, Jiang Cheng clearly remembered that he had asked other brothers of the Longxing Society to tell the girl that he had returned to China, and she had not come to the outside of the Longxing Jeet Kune Do Gym to find him for a long time, and he thought that this matter would be settled, but what is this situation now?

Don't...... Could it be that she has been secretly monitoring herself? Jiang Cheng's scalp felt numb just by thinking about it, no wonder he sometimes had a feeling that someone was staring at him, he originally thought that this might just be an illusion, but now it seems that it is not.

"High, hello! I'm Alice, brother, do you remember me?" The girl was wearing an off-white knitted hat and a black top like a doll, she raised her little hand wearing one-piece white gloves, shook it at Jiang Cheng, and greeted with a bright and lovely smile.

The strange thing is that the girl changed her previous French accent and actually spoke Mandarin, although it is still a little obscure, like a baby with babbling, but it adds a bit of intimacy.

"You, hello. The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched in agreement, feeling that for someone like him who had just been imprisoned, suddenly, how are you staying in the cell? Do you feel comfortable? This way of greeting always makes people feel very weird. What's more, for this strange girl, Jiang Cheng really didn't know how to speak, he wanted to ask too many words, but he was crowded together, and he didn't know which one to let go first.

Alice grinned, took off her gloves, and trotted towards Jiang Cheng, but she didn't want to be a few steps away, the woman's right foot suddenly tripped over her left foot, staggered, frowned, let out an exclamation, and fell towards Jiang Cheng - if no one caught her, her cute doll would definitely lie on the ground and fall badly.

Seeing that she was about to fall, Jiang Cheng got up from the bed in the cell almost without thinking, made a leap to Alice, came to her, bent down and stretched out his hands to support her two arms, preventing her from continuing to fall, but let the girl's head hit his stomach, Jiang Cheng couldn't help grinning.

"Are you alright?" Jiang Cheng asked with a chuckle as Alice stood up.

Suddenly, Alice's hand touched Jiang Cheng's hand, and a strange palpitation surged into Jiang Cheng's heart, the girl's hand was a little cold, with a trace of abnormal coldness, and Jiang Cheng held her body, only feeling that her body was too thin and fluttering, I am afraid that it was only about sixty or seventy pounds, like a thin and pitiful patient who was barely struggling on the line of life and death.

Jiang Cheng frowned, a girl of this age should be full of youth and vitality, which is like the girl in front of her, although the weather is not cold, she is wearing tight clothes wrapped from head to toe, she is a little abnormal.

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