Hung up the phone, Yang Hao sighed deeply, he now continues to expand his power, whether it is business or underground forces, there are always some that Yang Hao can use. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But how do you manage all this?

Thinking of tonight's assassination, Yang Hao decided to go around certain places, maybe there would be an unexpected gain. Since ancient times, the most convenient place to inquire about news is nothing more than a red-light place. After changing his clothes, Yang Hao asked the hotel front desk about the nearest bar, and then went out leisurely.

Yang Hao rarely came to such a place, and when he first entered, he was slightly unaccustomed, picked a dim corner, and ordered a glass of wine at random. Leaning back in a chair and looking at the frantically writhing body in the center of the stage in front of you, the deafening music mixed with the screams of men and women, everything gives the illusion of a dreamlike unreality. It's no wonder that so many people like to go clubbing, and let themselves loose under the neon lights to relieve all kinds of stress.

"Boy, I like this position, go away!"

However, there are some people who like to disturb other people's moods.

An extremely discordant voice appeared beside Yang Hao, and the rude English made people disgusted. Yang Hao raised his head contemptuously and glanced at it, ignoring this mighty and tall man, with a golden yellow head, exaggerated tiger head tattoos on both thick arms, and a black short-sleeved shirt on a cold day, with no buttons on them, revealing the axe tattoo on his chest. Everything is as if to tell someone that I am a hooligan!

The man had a bewitching blonde woman in his arms, and he painted a gorgeous farmstead that was almost impossible to see. And the woman was staring at Yang Hao vigorously, looking like she wanted to swallow him. After all, in comparison, Yang Hao's delicate appearance is much better than that big man.

"Boy, are you deaf?" Seeing that Yang Hao ignored him for a long time, the big man slapped the table heavily in annoyance, shaking Yang Hao's wine glass. "I'll give you another chance, if you don't let me again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being too ruthless, a little arm and leg like you, hehe."

Dahan looks down on such a Sven scum the most, relying on his high education and high work income, he wants to be a girl. Now such a character dares not to put himself in his eyes, and his own woman is still watching from the side!

However, if you don't make a fuss, how can you get the information you need?

"Are you asking me to change seats?" Yang Hao's smile has a creepy taste.

If Murong Ning was here, he would definitely not recognize him. In her memory, Yang Hao is so warm and sunny, and there is always a reassuring taste.

"How? Not convinced, boy? Is there anyone on this street who doesn't know me Brother Tom! The man demonstratively showed off his muscles, causing the goblin-like woman to shake her hips and waist in disgust, staring at Yang Hao's face more and more greedily.

"Brother Tom?" Yang Hao still understood this, and looked at the man with a smile.

"It's good that you've heard of me, while I'm in a good mood now, get out of here." Brother Tom hugged his woman, and unceremoniously pinched the woman's waist with his big hand, and his smile was evil and disgusting.

"It's not good, it's just ......" The smile on Yang Hao's face suddenly became brighter, and he shrugged innocently, giving people the illusion of seeing the sun. However, Yang Hao suddenly picked up a wine bottle on the next table and slammed it into the head of a guy whose hand was still on his woman's waist.

After a crisp sound, Yang Hao had already sat back in his seat neatly, and took a sip of his wine glass again with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened. He raised his glass elegantly to the two girls sitting next to her, as if thanking them for their bottles.

Of course, nothing really happened, because Tom, who claimed to be famous all over the street, was already lying on the ground, and the blood that kept pouring out of his head was even more terrifying under the darkness, and the miserable screams even drowned out the music in the bar.

The bewitching woman was still stunned and didn't come back to her senses for a while, the discovery of the matter was obviously beyond their expectations, the strong guy who looked strong fell down extremely irresponsible, and Yang Hao, who looked a little elegant and even thin, sat comfortably in his position and drank wine, which caused the two girls at the next table to immediately have a look of worship in their eyes.

Not only did some of them fail to accept this somewhat cruel reality, but many viewers who were ready to watch a good show couldn't accept it either, and they cheered there one by one, laughing at Brother Tom's uselessness. It's gone so soon, and the interest in drinking is gone.

However, a few regular customers changed their faces when they saw the fallen Brother Tom, and they didn't even bother to finish their drinks, so they hurriedly paid and hurriedly left the bar.

The news of Tom's beating soon reached the ears of those who cared.

Yang Hao naturally knew that he was just a little minion who couldn't get on the stage, but this was enough. Gangsters like them can be bought with money, but they boast that their friendship is touching, and they care more about brotherhood. Brother Tom's skillful tone and movements seem to be doing this kind of thing often, and if no one covers it, in a place like a bar, he would have long known which fish was in the belly.

All he had to do now was wait for the people behind him to come.

"Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to have a drink?" Yang Hao simply stood at the next table with a wine glass.

"Okay." The two women at that table had long been fascinated by Yang Hao's feat just now, and happily asked Yang Hao to sit down.

Yang Hao felt that his head was big, the sound of the bar was too noisy, and the two of them had drunk a lot of wine, and they could hardly understand what they were saying. Nodding with a wry smile and pretending to respond, Yang Hao drank the wine in the cup in a depressed sip.

"Bang bang bang" The sound of smashing things came in a row, and the corners of Yang Hao's mouth hooked, finally here!

After waving goodbye to the two women in a chic manner, Yang Hao returned to his seat.

The two women still wanted to stick over, but before they could sit on the chair of Yang Hao's table, they were rudely pushed away by several men. The two of them were unhappy for a while and just wanted to scold them, but they saw that many fierce men were looking at them with bad intentions and left in a hurry.

"You hit Tom?" A bald man stepped on the chair with one foot, held a bamboo stick, and asked Yang Hao lazily.

"That's him." Tom's head had been simply bandaged, and he was holding a towel to cover the wound and said viciously.

The bald man turned around and slapped him, and Tom didn't dare to make a slap, "I let you speak?" ”

Yang Hao thought, it seems that the wine bottle was not smashed too hard, and he can still walk, so he can't make such a low-level mistake next time.