The two staggering, seemingly overdrunk figures, supported each other and stumbled towards the door next to the DJ booth.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Murong and Little Snake walked to the door, they were stopped by the two guys who were watching the scene, and they muttered a string of words that Yan Murong couldn't understand a word.

"Y-what did you say? I hear—I don't understand. Yan Murong raised his head and looked at the two men with a confused look. I-I'm going to pee. Saying that, Yan Murong seemed to be afraid that the two of them would not understand his words, and he made a very vivid posture of holding the little JJ, so that the little snake leaning crookedly on him almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The man was about to drive Yan Murong away, but he was stopped by another one, whispered a few words in his ear, and glanced at the little snake from time to time with his eyes.

Of course, Yan Murong couldn't hear the 'private talk' of the two, and even if he did, he might not be able to understand it, but the eye contact made Yan Murong happy, and secretly said that these two guys really took the bait.

"Huaxia?" The man looked at Yan Murong and asked in a somewhat strange Huaxia tone.

"Oh, fate, big brother has a good eye." Yan Murong continued to pretend to be drunk.

"Hmm." The man nodded, pointed to the place with the WC logo not far away, and said. "Man's, there. Women's is here. ”

"Oh, I see, I see." As he spoke, Yan Murong helped the little snake leaning on him and took the initiative to push it towards the man.

Seeing Yan Murong pushing the little snake over, the two men suddenly showed an expression on their faces as obscene as they wanted, and they winked at each other, and then the man who spoke just now helped the little snake over, pushed open the door and walked in.

Yan Murong was also happy, and when he saw the little snake being helped in, he turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom, but he saw that one of the guy's hands had been placed on the little snake's stiff buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in black leather pants.

"I hope my hand is still there when I see you." Yan Murong shook his head and sighed, and ran into the bathroom as soon as he slipped into the smoke.

"Is it comfortable to touch?" The little snake that had been rubbed with oil by the man for a long time suddenly spoke.

"Comfortable." The man subconsciously replied, but after speaking, he found that something seemed to be wrong. This woman was obviously drunk and almost asleep, why did her voice suddenly become so clear? Moreover, this Chinese woman still speaks the language of their country.

But before he could react, he felt a sudden lightness in his arms, and the warm and soft delicate body had already left his embrace with a gust of fragrant wind.

"Oh no, fooled." The male ** was shocked, and his skills were wiped off the waist.

He moves fast, but the little snake moves faster than him. When he broke away from the man, the figure of the little snake quickly flashed behind the man, and before his hand could touch his waist, he took the first step to pull out the pistol he pinned to his waist, and at the same time, a white powder floated into the man's nostrils.

"Smack."

The man fell to the ground softly, looking weakly at the woman who pointed a gun at him, wanting to call someone, but he found that he couldn't say anything, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had fallen for this pair of men and women.

"Do you dare to touch my mother's ass? Enough is enough. ”

As he spoke, the little snake lifted his foot, and the black flat leather boots landed directly on the man's wrist.

"Click-"

With a crisp sound, the man's wrist was smashed by a hard step, and the beads of sweat on his head were clearly visible in the dim light, but he couldn't say a word, this kind of pain directly made him faint. But he was dizzy for less than five seconds, and the pain from his fingers woke him up alive.

"If it weren't for the use of keeping your life, the old lady would have to peel off your skin and make it into a bag." The little snake grumbled as she stepped on the hapless child's fingers one by one with her black leather boots. In the blink of an eye, the five fingers of this guy's right hand became a blur of flesh and blood. The fingers, which were originally three-dimensional, have now turned into slices, just like potato slices smeared with tomato sauce.

"Tell me, what's in this basement?" The little snake looked at the man whose face had turned pale and asked, thought about it, and added. "Say it happily, I'll spare your life, if you don't say it-" The little snake's eyes glanced at the man's other palm, which was still intact.

Seeing the little snake's eyes, the man trembled violently and wanted to speak, but his throat could only make a muffled sound.

"I'll ask, do you choose to shake your head or nod your head."

The man nodded repeatedly.

He's just a horse boy, so why should he suffer like this again? Even if you are killed by the boss afterwards, it is better than living here.

"This is where you work?" The little snake asked.

The man nodded.

"How many people are in there? Ten? ”

The man shook his head.

Little Snake nodded clearly, it seems that it is the peak season of the bar, everyone is basically outside, and even if there are people inside, those who remain are some clerical staff.

"Are there two Chinese women here? One big and one young? The little snake continued.

The man still nodded.

"Okay, give you a chance to speak." The little snake squatted down, looked at the man and said. "Don't try to shout, I can assure you that I have no less than ten ways to kill you before you can shout." After speaking, the little snake's hand shook in front of the man's eyes, and the man only asked a fragrance, and he was surprised to find that he could speak again, and wanted to shout for help, but when he saw the little snake's smiling eyes, he immediately dispelled this idea.

This woman is too weird, let's cooperate honestly.

"Good." The little snake was satisfied with the man's performance, nodded, and asked. "What did those four people do? Which gang are you from? ”

"We're from the Eight Odds." The man's voice trembled. "The two women you mentioned are our operatives here, and those four are the senior security personnel of our Eight Miscellaneous Society just now, and they are here to get today's account books."

Senior security personnel? The little snake smiled disdainfully and continued to ask. "Who's your boss?"

"I don't know." The man shook his head repeatedly. "I've only been in the Eight Societies for less than a month."

"I really don't know?" The little snake asked, narrowing his eyes.

"I really don't know." The man pleaded. "Please let me go, I still have a mother to raise."

"Then be a good person when you are reincarnated." The little snake ignored the man's plea, and as soon as he raised his foot, he stepped directly on the man's neck, and the man tilted his head and lost his breath. It's just that before he died, his eyes were still full of fear.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why he would lose his life with one evil thought.