The reason why I came to this place is because I heard that Red Dog likes to spend time in a bar here, and the owner of the bar is Red Dog's little lover, and Gong San'er plans to come to wait for the rabbit, even if he can't catch the red dog, he can catch a few small fish and shrimp with a little moisture.

Explicit bar, the name is really explicit, there is no grade here, let alone a janitor, as long as you are human, you can go in for fun, and it is precisely because of this that this bar is full of people every night, and fights and brawls are also common.

Because Zhao Kuangchao and the others were dressed quite well, the bastard who smoked Hademen at the door was directly put in, thinking about how Zhao Kuangchao and the others were slaughtered.

The equipment in the bar is not very professional, the lighting is even broken, and there are all kinds of abstract graffiti on the walls, but this does not affect the decadent red men and green women, who are jumping like hunger.

Suddenly the flickering lights suddenly stopped, all the animals in the bar screamed, Zhao Kuangran went to the stage with some curiosity, a woman with heavy makeup but a good figure was dancing in a comical manner, and it was a striptease, and it caused a large number of screams without taking off one.

This is a sexually explicit show, with different beautiful women performing every night, and even some nurse workplaces that come for excitement, which is why the explicit family dominates in this area.

"Good boy, I like this show." Gong San'er smiled lewdly, screaming hopelessly like the herd of animals. Wang Lung was still silent like a wood, and he didn't even glance at the stage, looking at the empty wine glass by himself, Zhang Meng was different, and after a while, he entered an array with Gong San'er, like a rooster in heat.

Wang Lung suddenly knocked on Zhao Kuangran's shoulder, Zhao Kuangran looked in the direction Wang Lung was looking, and a red-haired young man disappeared backstage only when he saw his back.

"Red dog?" Zhao Kuang, who was sober, said chaotically.

Wang Lung nodded, he didn't expect to step on such shit luck, and he saw the deity on the first day, but whether it was good or bad was still unknown. took out his mobile phone and called the No. 5 Minnan fierce man, it is estimated that he will be able to arrive in half an hour, Wang Long and Zhao Kuangchao followed like this, as for Gong San'er and Zhang Meng, let these two people fall.

followed the red dog to the second floor, and the road was unimpeded, after all, most of the people went to the stage, and only a few jealous women remained.

The stairs on the second floor are empty, Zhao Kuang is in the lead, Wang Lung walks at the end, always paying attention to the changes around him, this is the territory of the red dog, and if he is not careful, he may be planted, of course, Gong San'er and Zhang Meng can completely ignore it.

On the last step of the second floor, suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the red dog rushed out directly, staring at the wall with one kick and accumulating strength, and a whip leg was directly pumped on Zhao Kuangran's body, fortunately, Zhao Kuangchao should have blocked this leg in time, but where did he suffer this impact, and fell down directly, fortunately Wang Lung caught Zhao Kuangchao behind him, otherwise Zhao Kuangchao would have fallen directly.

Red Dog was a little disappointed, spat and said condescendingly: "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Kuang slowed down, and only then did he really see the red dog himself, dressed in a hip-hop suit, wearing a black leather glove, with black circles on his face, and a nose ring, plus that red hair, he was very individual, but this gangster costume was not only the combat power of the gangster.

"It doesn't matter who I am, where did you hide the change of ownership?" Zhao Kuang said in a deep voice.

"The old thing? Are you his man? The red dog laughed, leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring at Zhao Kuang and said, "I want to redeem that old thing and give me three million, plus all the things he has in Qingdao." ”

In the face of the red dog's lion opening his mouth, Zhao Kuang is not surprised, he doesn't plan to do any deal with the red dog, the world is as black as a crow, what kind of person is the red dog, Zhao Kuang can more or less guess how many points, he can simply let go of this piece of fat that changes hands?

Zhao Kuang rushed up directly, and the red dog seemed to have expected it, and fled directly to the corridor on the second floor in a flash, Zhao Kuang ran up and Wang Long rushed up, and he was dumbfounded, the whole corridor was full of red dog people, and there were about thirty people in rudeness.

"Dude, play hard in my territory, be careful that the mud bodhisattva crosses the river and it is difficult to protect itself." The red dog laughed, threw away the cigarette butt and turned his head and left directly, leaving Zhao Kuang and Wang Long to clean up for the group.

After all, this is not a martial arts film, it was blocked by the thirty person with a knife, if Zhao Kuangchao can still kill it, then he will really become a god, but let the red dog go like this, I'm afraid that next time I want to have such a chance, it's not as simple as walking shit luck.

Facing the rushing No. 30 people, Zhao Kuang Chao Wang Lung retreated directly to the stairwell, which was so narrow that only two people could pass through guò, and also put an end to their numerical advantage, and the first floor was still there singing and dancing, no one noticed the fight in the stairwell, even the gangsters shouted out their throats.

Wang Long's shots were crisp and neat, most of them were stunned with one blow, punches to the flesh, and the moves were very vicious, some of them were like a kind of military fighting techniques, and the shots were seriously injured and fractured.

Zhao Kuangchao still relied on the terrain advantage to wander around, preserving the body, solving them one by one, when the fifth person in front of him was solved, the remaining bunch of people who were pushing and shouting did not dare to move forward, so one-on-one was obviously ravaged by Zhao Kuangchao Wang Long, and they were not fools, and slowly retreated to the corridor.

Picking up the watermelon knife on the ground, Wang Lung tried to wave his hand, it seemed that Wang Lung was completely stimulated to fight, Zhao Kuang picked up a steel pipe in his hand, since Wang Lung didn't flinch, it would be too unpleasant for him to stop at this time, the two didn't shout to kill, just walked to the steps step by step, and rushed towards this pile of already frightened and trembling bastards. Some dry battles are like this, momentum is a thing that determines victory or defeat, and a small number of people can only increase some wolves.

Downstairs, Gong San'er Zhang Meng was completely full of eyes, and found that Zhao Kuangchao and Wang Lung had disappeared, Gong San'er even wondered if Zhao Kuang's chaos Wang Lung couldn't hold back *** to vent, Zhang Meng also laughed, but heard a scream in the stairwell not far away, and the two walked over curiously.

More than a dozen people fell, looking at the non-stop ** companions lying on the ground in pain, the remaining dozen people were really afraid, where did they dare to continue to die, one by one they lost their armor and ran away, they were just bastards who had fought a few times, and they had not even been beaten with knives, and they were quite good at bullying some ordinary people.

Wang Lung was cut by a knife but it was no big deal, Zhao Kuang was beaten with two sticks, his back was estimated to be purple, and it hurt hotly, at this time Gong San'er and Zhang Meng were late, Gong San'er was still shouting all the way to kill, and after going upstairs, he found that some of them had been solved, so he could only touch his head stupidly.

"I'm cāo, you're all settled, what about the red dog?" Zhang Meng said cheekily, his face was a little red, and he didn't know if he had just watched a striptease or because of other reasons.

"Run, I hope those five Hokkien people will intercept it." Wang Lung tore open his clothes, revealing a bleeding wound, and just now he called the five Hokkien people and asked them to intercept the red dogs that had escaped, but he didn't know if it had any effect.

"Let's withdraw first, it's not good when the meeting comes." Gong San'er paid attention to the noise downstairs.

The four of them walked up the stairs on the other side and quietly left this explicit, of course, it also belongs to the kind that has no worries, this kind of fighting, this place happens not two times a day, plus there are no cameras, and there is no identification who is willing to ask for trouble, most of them are delayed again and again, and big things become small things.

As soon as he came out of the explicit, a call came, and the Hokkien person called, and said in his stiff Mandarin that the red dog did not stop him, but intercepted the little lover of the red dog.

Sure enough, he didn't hit the eagle, but caught a sparrow and asked them to go back to the hotel first, and Zhao Kuangchao and the others rushed back non-stop. As for Wang Lung's injury, it was solved by Wang Lung himself, and he would not go to the hospital at great expense, after all, they are also on the cusp now.

Back at the hotel, three of the five Hokkien people were left, two of whom were stabbed three times by the angry red dog and sent to the hospital, of course, a small clinic they were more familiar with, there was no danger to their lives, and they would not be lightly exposed. It's their boss who has been scolding this Ganlin Niang, and finally learned that the red dog almost kicked his lower body to waste, which made Gong San'er make fun of this thing for a long time, but I have to say that the strength of the red dog, one person can face these five old rivers and lakes and put down two of them and retreat.

The little lover of the red dog was tied to the sofa very affectionately, and his mouth was also wrapped tightly in transparent tape, contrary to Zhao Kuangran's expectations, this woman's dress was not as pompous as the red dog, and she looked like a normal person, but thinking about this woman running this explicit bar, Zhao Kuangran felt that just now he felt that this woman's normal idea was a little ridiculous.

Gong San'er walked to the woman's side with a thief's smile, and when she saw the airport and her non-convex figure, she suddenly lost most of her interest, and her length was not that amazing, and there was a little pockmark on her face, although it was not ugly, but Gong San'er was not mad to that point, cursing the red dog for being so tasteless, and finally tearing the tape on the woman's mouth rudely, and the woman was tearful in tears.

"Say, you know something, otherwise we are gentlemen," Gong San'er said ill-intentionedly.

The woman glared at Gong San'er like this, although she didn't have any lethality to Gong San'er, who was very thick-skinned, she shook her head vigorously, just like a female comrade of the Eighth Route Army who was caught by a devil, and that sense of justice made Zhao Kuang feel inexplicable.