Chapter 4 1998 Nightclub

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Song Qiuming and his men were sent to the First People's Hospital of Yanjing.

In the doctor's opinion, except for Song Qiuming, who was slightly injured, the others may lose the ability to stand up forever.

The doctor was shocked that there were no obvious wounds on these people's bodies, but in fact, the bones in their bodies had been shattered and broken.

Song Qiuming's head was wrapped in gauze, and a few stitches were stitched, which was also a minor operation.

He lives alone in the spacious ward, with a TV and a computer.

There are not many such comfortable rooms in hospitals, and there is a sign hanging above the door, special wards.

The special ward of Yanjing First People's Hospital, even if you have money, is difficult to settle in.

Who the hell is he?

What just happened is vivid, and when he moved out of the Song family, he was not only unmoved, but intensified.

Ignorance, or fearlessness?

Regardless of whether he is ignorant or not afraid, if this evil breath does not come out, he Song Qiuming will have no face and continue to mix in the circle.

Knock knock knock -

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

With Song Qiuming's permission, the door opened.

The man who entered the room gently closed the door, walked over and shouted respectfully, "Song Shao." ”

"What do I want?"

Song Qiuming opened his eyes and looked at Cui Jun standing in front of him.

Cui Jun handed over a photo, and the person in the photo was Ye Hui.

"I've checked, this person's name is Ye Hui. There is no background, it may be the bodyguard that the Shao family invited for Shao Xiaorui-"

"Fart!" Song Qiuming threw away the photo, looking angry.

If it was really the bodyguard invited by the Shao family, would he dare to kiss and hug Shao Xiaorui?

Cui Jun bowed his head and was silent, his face was very ugly.

That's the information he found, just a bodyguard.

The background was completely blank, and he didn't know why.

As for kissing and hugging, maybe Shao Xiaorui thought Ye Hui was handsome, so she dragged it out-

It's just that in Yanjing and even in the whole of China, there may not be two people who dare to fight Song Shao.

This Ye Hui is very strange, and of course he is also unlucky.

"Find someone with a sharp hand and tie him up for me."

The dark and deep eyes revealed a fine light, and he had already thought of a thousand ways to torture Ye Hui in his heart.

I lived for more than 20 years, and I have never been so embarrassed as I am today.

This kind of embarrassment will soon fall on Ye Hui, making him worse than dead.

"Song Shao, just let Scar be his dog."

Song Qiuming sneered, "Isn't it too cheap for him to do it?" I want to make him worse than dead, let him see with his own eyes, Shao Xiaorui moaning/moaning under my crotch. ”

Let Ye Hui watch doing that kind of thing, and feel very enjoyable when he thinks about it.

Cui Jun nodded, patted his ass, and said, "Song Shao is right, this will kill him, it's too cheap for him." ”

"Is Scar reliable?" Song Qiuming changed his words and asked.

Today, more than a dozen of his subordinates can't beat a single Ye Hui, and those people are not bad breeds, almost all of them are retired soldiers.

This is what Song Qiuming is most worried about.

A sinister smile appeared on the roe deer's mouse-like face, "Scar used to be a mercenary and had actual combat experience. The last time he went to fight black boxing, he almost killed someone. ”

Nodding, Song Qiuming smiled, "Don't let Scar beat people to death, I still want to keep him and let him taste the taste of life is worse than death." ”

"Yes."

Cui Jun responded, "Song Shao, I'll go inform Scar." ”

"Go ahead."

Leaving the hospital in a hurry, Cui Jun drove Jeep to the 1998 nightclub.

One of the reasons why nightclubs were doing so well in 1998 was that it was the place where they didn't care.

This has a lot to do with the back of the Song family.

The young people who come here to play know that the background of 1998 is the Song family, and they don't need field control reminders here, they will be very sensible.

"Brother Jun."

Two security guards at the door wearing suits and miniature headsets saw Cui Jun and said hello respectfully.

Cui Jun nodded and walked straight into the hall.

Dynamic music, flickering lights, as if it were another world from outside.

The dance floor is full of handsome guys and beauties, and the nightclub is a thrill, and the intimate contact of the opposite sex will make them excited.

On the gorgeous stage, five women in black lace bras and black lace bottoms/pants wiggle their butts.

From time to time, I will take off a little bottom/pants, revealing snow-white skin.

From time to time, the screams of men of excitement can be heard on the dance floor.

Walking to the front of the stage, Cui Jun smiled lewdly and pinched the woman's buttocks, and there was another scream at the scene.

Walking to the elevator, Cui Jun entered the password, and the elevator door slowly opened.

Entering the elevator, I pressed the middle finger of my right hand down to the 3rd floor.

Before the elevator doors opened, I heard the screams of many people.

This kind of excited sound was not uncommon in nightclubs in 1998.

The elevator door opened, Cui Jun walked out of the elevator, and two strong men came over and shouted respectfully, "Brother Jun." ”

If upstairs is another world, then downstairs is another world-

The third floor is like a circular court, surrounded by rows of seats.

In the middle is a rectangular ring with referees and commentators.

It's like a black market boxing ring.

Two shirtless, short-wearing, braces-wearing men in the ring are in a life-and-death contest.

From time to time, the audience at the scene would let out shouts and screams.

The people who come here to gamble are basically rich, because this is the territory of the Song family, and there is absolute security.

In the ring, a man with a tiger's back and a round waist knocked his opponent down with one punch.

Immediately followed by a Tarzan press, he sat on his opponent and struck him hard at the head.

"Scar-Scar-!"

There was a powerful cheer from the audience, and he had long been accustomed to this kind of voice.

The opponent's head was bleeding, and his hands were constantly blocking, begging for mercy.

There is no suspense about winning.

Cui Jun motioned to the referee to beat the gong, winning or losing was already a certainty, not to mention that he had more important things.

Knock -

The referee rolls into the ring and rings the gong in his hand.

It wasn't until the gong sounded that Scar stopped.

"Scar-Scar-"

Fierce voices sounded in the audience again, and many people bought him to win.

Throwing away the braces and jumping out of the ring, Scar walked into the crowd and came to Cui Jun, "Brother Jun, is there something wrong with me?" ”

Glancing at the opponent who was still breathing in the ring, Cui Jun smiled.

Once you're in the ring, you have only two options: kill or cripple your opponent, or get your opponent killed or disabled.

Scar is the strongest fighter he's ever seen, and he's been a perennial winner since he came to the ring.

"Borrow a step to speak."

Walking into the lounge, Cui Jun closed the door, "Song Shao was beaten." ”

"What-"

Scar looked stunned, only Song Shao had ever beaten others, and he had never seen anyone dare to beat Song Shao.

It's true that there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into.

"Song Shao has always been good to us, you go and teach this guy a lesson."

Cui Jun handed over a photo captured by a hotel camera, "You have to keep your mouth alive, Song Shao wants to play with him." ”

took the photo and looked at it, Scar wiped the sweat on his face, "Don't worry, if you don't die, you have to break his leg." ”