There are four or five mourning dogs at the door of the nightclub tonight, and people like them who are eating and waiting for death want to count on their sense of responsibility rather than hope that the sow can go up the tree, in fact, in addition to gathering together to smoke and chat, only the entry and exit of the big beautiful women can attract their attention.

So they don't even notice a person walking towards the door of the nightclub with a plastic bucket until the bucket of poop is all spilled on the door of the nightclub.

"you (Mom), look for death!"

"Chase, kill him!"

A few thugs threw away their cigarette butts and ran after the man who threw the dung, they knew that if they couldn't catch this person, they had better be smart not to come back, otherwise the perverted mourning dog didn't know what to do with them, so God knows if they ran to catch someone or run for their lives.

The watchdog has been solved, and four men in sunglasses and black T-shirts walk into the nightclub tonight.

After entering the nightclub, Brother Bin found a place to sit by the door, and the other three quickly dispersed in the crowd.

For ten minutes, Brother Bin refused three girls who came to look for work, and he didn't get up from his seat until three of his men nodded at him in three directions.

The first subordinate at the bar passed by Brother Bin, and there were at least thirty subordinates of the Jingxiong Gang in the field.

On the toilet passage, Brother Bin lit a cigarette, and another subordinate came over to borrow a fire, and by the way, told Brother Bin the box number of the funeral dog.

After puffing out his cigarette, Brother Bin walked to the passage of the VIP private room, and at the door of the passage, the third subordinate told him the location of the back door, which was the way they got out.

A subordinate of the Jingxiong Gang looked at Brother Bin and was ready to come over for interrogation, but Brother Bin's subordinate at the entrance of the VIP passage bumped into him in time, and then entangled him with scolding.

The commotion here attracted a few thugs who were watching the scene, and two of Brother Bin's subordinates also followed the crowd around. Brother Bin's men, who were entangled in the Jingxiong Gang, glanced at the other two brothers, signaling that he was here to let them help Brother Bin.

Brother Bin looked for the house number, and from time to time a drunk old man passed by with the young lady in his arms, and his handsome appearance and rare golden ratio figure made all the young ladies who passed by couldn't help but look at him, compared to him, those bad old men can't be considered men.

In room "1888", Brother Bin finally found the box where the mourning dog was, he leaned against the wall at the door of the private room and lit a cigarette, he couldn't go in yet, he wanted to make sure that the mourning dog was really inside.

He believed that he would not wait too long, and sure enough, a little brother who had drunk too much and wanted to vomit stumbled out of the private room. Take advantage of the moment when the other person opens the door. Brother Bin heard the sound of the mourning dog barking and saw the disgusting face.

Before the door of the box was closed, Brother Bin's left hand had already grasped the doorknob, and his right hand had already pulled out a short knife from his waist.

After entering the house, Binge rushed towards the mourning dog as fast as he could, and when the mourning dog reacted, the short knife had already stabbed him in the chest.

The mourning dog is in a hurry. grabbed a young lady next to him and blocked in front of him.

Brother Bin was taken aback and hurriedly put away the knife. Unexpectedly, the young lady grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stabbed him in the body.

Rao is brother Bin is agile, and this knife still scratched his left arm. And his heavy kick also kicked the woman out of the way.

The kung fu in the hands of the mourning dog is naturally not weak, Brother Bin kicked the woman away, and he also kicked Brother Bin in the lower abdomen.

Brother Bin was kicked back a few steps, and the distance between these few steps was the difference between life and death, and more than a dozen people from the Jingxiong Gang in the house had already surrounded him.

"Ah Bin, count you as a kind!" The mourning dog twisted his expression and said to Brother Bin.

"There's a kind of you don't get out of this house!" Brother Bin was not afraid of being surrounded by more than a dozen people at all.

"Hack him!" The mourning dog commanded loudly.

With the order of the mourning dog, there was a sudden sword and sword shadow in the box. The shouts of killing, screaming and music in the speakers mingle in an ironic contrast.

A member of the Jingxiong Gang opened the door of the box and wanted to call someone, but before he could speak, Brother Bin's subordinates rushed over and grabbed him in the stomach with a knife.

"Brother Bin, we're here!" Two of Brother Bin's brothers rushed into the box brandishing knives, and one rushed towards Brother Bin. One went straight to the mourning dog.

This time the mourning dog is a little psychologically out of order, he doesn't know how many people Brother Bin has brought, although he has a lot of people, but Brother Bin is here to fight hard, and the combat power is the same as the state of rage, and he has no life to fight with them.

The mourning dog picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the head of Brother Bin's men who rushed towards him, and after repelling Brother Bin's men, he ran in the direction of the door.

But he couldn't get out of the box, because the man who was Binge hugged him from behind and rolled to the ground with him.

The sound of the battle in the box finally reached the outside, and all the people of the Jingxiong Gang who were still gathered in the VIP corridor heard the faint shouts of killing.

"It's not good, there seems to be an accident over there, boss, hurry up and take a look." The little thug who was still pointing at Brother Bin's nose and scolding the street just now shouted at the people around him.

"Poof", the sound of the body being pierced.

Brother Bin's brother said in the ear of the little gangster: "Boy, remember, don't let your mouth cause trouble for your body in the next life." ”

One person, one knife, ten thousand people can't destroy, after killing the little gangster, Brother Bin's brother guarded the entrance of the VIP passage with such momentum.

There was such a big thing in the nightclub, and it was no longer entertaining for ordinary people, so all the guests who came to play chose to leave, and when they left, they were accompanied by an exclamation of "wow".

In the house, one of Brother Bin's brothers had already been stabbed twice, and the brother who was entangled with the mourning dog was not the opponent of the mourning dog, and he was crushed under the mourning dog, and his legs had been slashed by other Jingxiong gang's subordinates more than a dozen times, and it was impossible to stand up again in his life.

"Brother!" Brother Bin rushed towards this side like a fierce beast frantically, and the momentum of the death of the one who blocked me made the surrounding gangsters frighten and retreat to make way for them.

The mourning dog was scared when he saw that Brother Bin was about to rush over, and he was about to run away when he let go of Brother Bin's men, but Brother Bin's men grabbed his legs.

"Give me the knife!" The mourning dog shouted frantically.

One of the men of the Jingxiong Gang gave the machete in his hand to the mourning dog.

The mourning dog raised his knife and cut off all the hands of Brother Bin's brothers.

Brother Bin was a step late, seeing that his brother was wasted, his legs and feet were painful and fainted, his eyes were red, he shouted and rushed to the mourning dog, and a knife left a bloody wound on the back of the mourning dog.

But anger overshadowed his judgment, and he didn't notice the danger behind him, and just as he was about to mend the knife to the dead dog, a dagger was stuck in his back.

The mourning dog retreated to the corner and looked at Brother Bin in horror, Brother Bin returned and cut the neck of the person who attacked him, and forced the mourning dog step by step.

The mourning dog felt his whole body tremble, and the fear made him not even feel a trace of pain in his back.

"Ah Bin, don't you care if your brother lives or dies?" The mourning dog said to Brother Bin.

Brother Bin stopped, and when he turned around, he found that his other brother had fallen into the hands of the other party. (To be continued......)