After Hu Biao came out of Feng Hua's side, he got into his car and rushed to the place where he lived, the Tianlong Society sent troops, and the number of people was also about two hundred, Hu Biao and Feng Hua's views are different, although the Tianlong Society has been established for a short time, it is indeed insignificant compared to those behemoths that have been established for more than ten years or even more than ten years.

However, Hu Biao didn't dare to despise this group of young men, about twenty years old is the age when a person has enough energy in his life, and according to their intelligence, Long Ao, the person in power of the Tianlong Society, is even younger, and from what Long Ao has done since his debut, it can be seen that he is a young man who is very obsessed with power and war, otherwise he would not have sent people to Kaifeng shortly after the annexation of Xinxiang.

Such a madman who loves to fight, if he was alone, it would be okay, but she is the commander of the dragon army with tens of thousands of powerful combat power, and now it seems that this young man's ambition has not stopped, but is constantly expanding, this time the Axe Society just sent more than a few thousand people to occupy Yuanyang County, and this master jumped up as if he had been stepped on his tail.

However, now because the main force of the Dragon Army is deep in the Kaifeng battlefield, he has no extra manpower in his hands and is unable to open up the second battlefield, otherwise Hu Biao is sure that Long Ao has now led the men and horses to kill.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Hu Biao looked at the lighted scenery outside the window and was rapidly reversing, his mood was just as heavy and puzzled.

Is Long Ao really crazy? Did he really think that his more than 200 men would be able to annihilate all his 2,000 people? Did he think his two hundred men were iron men? Or a robot? Even if they are covered in iron, how many nails can they twist?

One question after another surfaced in Hu Biao's mind, he didn't believe that Long Ao would be a fool, and he actually wanted to drive his more than 2,000 people out of Yuanyang County with 200 people, he always suspected that these 200 people were the vanguard of the Tianlong Society, and there would definitely be a steady stream of reinforcements coming over.

However, with the report of the eyeliner bought by the Anti-Dragon Alliance in Xinxiang, there was no abnormality in the Tianlong Society's guards in Xinxiang, and there was no large-scale transfer in Hu Biao's mind.

In this way, Hu Biao was even more speechless, since there was no sign of the Tianlong Society's people and horses, that means that Long Ao really planned to throw these two hundred people and horses in Yuanyang, and didn't care about their lives or deaths.

Damn it! Since you're looking for death, don't blame me! If you want to blame it, blame your boss! Thinking of this, Hu Biao gritted his teeth and said in his heart, just like Feng Hua said, if you don't eat the meat sent to the door, you won't eat it in vain!

In the dark night, the car that Hu Biao was sitting in faded away and disappeared without a trace.

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The dance hall is a three-storey building, the drinks in it are cheap, and there is no water, so many young men and women like to drink and sing here, and there are the most girls in it, so the business of this dance hall is very hot, every night after midnight, the door of the dance hall is full of cars, and tonight is no exception.

The energetic DJ in the dance hall kept ringing, and the young men and women who were stimulated by alcohol hugged each other and walked into the dance floor, waving wantonly in it, shaking their bodies so that the nerves of the tense day could be completely vented here, many people took advantage of the dim light to put their hands on the girls on the dance floor, and the girls were not angry and came to play, who would care about this, and there would be no less piece of meat or something.

"Shake your hands, let's come together, hoohoo!!!" A shirtless young man with tiger tattoos on his top face was shouting vigorously into the microphone in front of him, looking at the men and women below who were constantly following his movements and waving their arms, and the young man shouted even more frantically.

"Hey! Nabs! ”

At this time, a shout suddenly sounded in his ears, and they all shouted to each other in the DJ dance hall, otherwise it would be impossible to hear them when they usually talked.

"What??" The young man turned his head to look at the man who had called him and replied.

The person who came was a young man who looked to be only in his twenties, but there was a trace of murderous intent flashing between his eyebrows, and the young man did not dare to say anything in front of him, if someone interrupted him while he was leading the dance, he would have swung his stool and smashed it over.

"Nothing? It's just that you are shouting happily here, brother, my eyes are red, can you let me shout a few words! The man roared in his ear.

When the young man heard this, his face suddenly sank, the work of leading the dance is generally the best pickle, because under the stimulation of alcohol, these women are confused, at this time, looking at the gangsters on the table will have a confused mentality, and subconsciously have a good impression of the person in front of him, as long as the person leading the dance spends a little money to invite others to drink a glass of wine, you can go out to eat 'supper',

But now these newcomers actually came up to grab this seat with themselves, of course the little gangster didn't do it, he just fell in love with a girl who was twisting his soft waist frantically under the stage, and was about to step forward to attack, how could he give such an opportunity at his fingertips to these newcomers around him?

"I'm sorry, brother, the rules on our side are that outsiders are not allowed to come up and lead the stage!" The thug shouted at the few people standing beside him at the top of his throat, the meaning is very simple, except for helping the people inside, outsiders are not allowed to come up on the stage, which means that he has already issued an eviction order, and it also implies that if a few people want to find trouble, then they have to see if their tricks are bright.

"Hehe" The man in black standing behind the thug sneered, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the thug's collar and brought him to him.

"On today's stage, Lao Tzu is really stained! What can you do? The man in black looked at the thug who was casually mentioned by himself, and the little thug who left the ground on his toes was grabbing his arm, and looked at him with horror in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with this little gangster.

"You, you fucking let go of Lao Tzu, or I'll want you to look good later!" The little gangster who was lifted in mid-air by the man in black was not stupid, he could see that the man in black in front of him was not something that ordinary people could deal with, but looking at this arm, he could lift his body from more than 100 pounds, and he knew that it must be a hard stubble.

"Yo, brothers, did you hear me? This little cub said he wanted to look good for us? Tell me if we want to see how this brother makes us look good! Hearing the threat in the mouth of the thugs, the man in black was not afraid at all, but said to the two men in the same clothes standing behind him as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"Haha, I'd like to see how this kid makes us look good!"

"That's right, Brother Ming, just let this little arm cub show me a show!"

The two men behind the man in black coaxed each other, and they didn't seem to notice that the men and women who were swaying to the DJ music below the stage had stopped their body movements, staring at each other with big eyes and talking about every move on the dance floor.

Only the deafening sound of music is still echoing tirelessly in the large space, but now the attention of the scene has been completely attracted to the lead stage, three men in black stand on the lead stage, and a man in black at the front actually carries the dancer who was still leading the dance on the stage just now, but the weight of the dancer is like a little chicken in the hands of the man in black.

"You, you're not, if you don't let go, Lao, Lao Tzu will kill you!" The thug who was caught in the hand by the man in black stammered, his tone full of fear. Because he was grabbed by the collar by the man in black, he is now a little difficult to breathe, and his face, which was originally quite handsome, is now starting to appear red, which is because the arteries in his neck are tightened.

"Hmph, it's like this, it's still a dead duck with a hard mouth, do you think Lao Tzu really doesn't dare to touch you?" Hearing that the little gangster was pinched in his hand and was still talking here, the man in black had a cold face and said in a cold tone.

The thug didn't answer, because after the man in black finished speaking, the hand that grabbed his collar was already secretly exerting himself, and the thug who could still breathe suddenly felt that his throat was further tightened, and the air that was still circulating was squeezed out again.

"Ho~ho~"

The thug's face was scarlet, and his big hands grabbed his throat weakly, hoping to tear them off his neck, but the big hands grabbed his throat like a pair of iron tongs, and he couldn't move.

As time passed, the thug's face turned purple from red, and his mouth opened like a fish out of water, constantly breathing in the only air he had, hoping to soothe his suffocating lungs.

No, if this continues, Lao Tzu will die here sooner or later! You have to find a way!

The gangster who was grabbed by the collar and was about to die of lack of oxygen struggled to think of it, but there is a good saying, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is really cruel, the gangster is now being grabbed by the collar with one hand by the big man in black and held in mid-air, and his toes are still barely touching the ground, how to find a way?

The little gangster's idea is very good, but now it is useless, and as time passes, the color of the gangster's face begins to change from lilac to purple, and it seems that it is about to die.

It is said that before death, people will still remember the bits and pieces of the first hour of life in their minds, and the little gangster is like this, and the experience of an hour ago just now responds to his brain like lightning.

The slender waist of a beautiful girl, the color that constantly emerges with the beating posture of the low-cut vest, and the low-waisted jeans, if you are lucky, you will see a seductive ravine.

Wait, what's that red button?

Just when the thug closed his eyes and was about to accept his fate, a red button suddenly appeared in the thug's mind, and he immediately remembered that it was a special alarm button in the dance hall, but this alarm button was not for the police, but for the people on the second floor.

I forgot to mention that there is no security guard in the dance hall on the first floor, that is, the spectators in the proverbial room, all the personnel are on the second floor, if there is something on the first floor, there is an alarm button, as long as this is pressed, the people on the second floor can receive the wind and rush down as quickly as possible.

Damn, how did I forget this!

After the thug recalled what the function of the red button was, he couldn't help but secretly sarcastic himself in his heart, if he could have pressed the alarm button at the beginning of the matter, he would not have to accept this crime.

Thinking of this, the little gangster struggled to open his eyes, and after glancing at the black-clothed man who was holding his collar with a sneer on his face, he saw the disdainful gaze on his face, and the little gangster hated it even more.

Damn, Lao Tzu is so ugly, you give Lao Tzu to death!

I was caught in my hands by the man in black like this, and my reputation will definitely be ruined in the future, not to mention the disgrace and disrepute, at least the few chicks I had seen before under the scene are hopeless, Henan people respect the strong, and similarly, Henan women prefer the strong, and the gangsters' pickle girl plan today is completely ruined by the few in front of them.

The alarm button is not elsewhere, it is leading the stage in a place under the bar, and usually the thugs can touch it by bending over, but today it is so far away and unreachable to take the action that originally seemed simple.

Damn, it has to be successful!

The thug secretly gritted his teeth and thought in his heart, he could feel that his consciousness had become more and more confused, if it weren't for the strong will to survive, I am afraid that he would have said goodbye to this flower world before The thug took a deep breath, poured all the strength of his whole body into his waist and thighs, and then used all his strength to swing, because of the powerful inertia, the thug's body actually shook, and with the help of the power of swinging back, the thug's legs suddenly straightened, Point your toes directly at the palm-sized red button under the bar.

"Click-to-doo-"

With a crisp sound, and then the originally energetic music in the entire dance hall suddenly stopped, and a harsh sound suddenly sounded, just like the air defense siren in the previous war, piercing but not losing its alarm

I don't know why, it seems that because he was shocked by the gangster's sudden move or frightened by this alarm, the man in black who originally grabbed the gangster's collar suddenly let go of the gangster's collar.

With a plop, the thug's body suddenly fell to the ground, ignoring the pain in his body, the thug opened his big mouth and kept breathing the oxygen in the air, and the sound of constantly opening his mouth to breathe was like a bellows

"Haha-ahem. You played Lao Tzu's brothers-ahem. Brothers, you will be hacked to death! Haha, cough, you guys played! The little thug who was still lying on the ground said intermittently while breathing, the alarm sounded which meant that the brothers on the second floor had come down, and these guys would not live long.

It's just that he didn't see the indifference in the eyes of these black-clothed people, as if they knew everything about his every move just now,,,