Chapter Sixty-Seven: Drunken Gold Lost East City Hui

Zhang Hao leaned down, carefully examined it, and confirmed that there was nothing left on his body, then he put his mind at ease, took out a laser pointer for brainwashing, and took a picture of his eyelids for ten minutes, until his eyes were full of tears again, then he stopped, and showed a relaxed look, and smiled at Qin Hunt and He Laobai: "He Laobai, you said that Qin Hunt, this kid can't cure people's hearts, but we can~"

Zhang Hao gestured at the laser pointer in his hand and said with a show-off smile: "We, the people's police, have always advocated punishing the past and the future, treating the sick and saving people, so ah, I directly washed away the memory of this kid for about ten years, and I can be regarded as returning to my youth." I think Du Gui's parents have learned the lessons of the past, and they should educate their sons well this time...... At least, it won't make him a bad gambler anymore, will it? ”

Qin Hunt smiled noncommittally, but He Laobai felt a little chilled, with his understanding of the relevant rules of the Six Doors, Zhang Hao's doing this was a typical illegal operation, but Zhang Hao was not for his own profit, but was trying to find a way to untie Qin Hunt's heart knot.

Thinking about the words that he provoked Qin Hunt just now, He Laobai was really a little scared, in case Zhang Hao was upset for his brother, this unscrupulous black policeman would really dare to knock his stuffy stick, and when the time came, he would just find a reason to throw him into the demon suppression prison, and the end would be ......

"Okay, I'll go to clean up the aftermath first, this matter is crowded together today, my side is quite understaffed, I have to find a counterpart in the next county and city to borrow people......"

Zhang Hao picked up the unconscious Du Gui a little tiredly, and was about to walk out of the park, but heard He Laobai behind him say softly: "Hey, the third child of the Hu family...... I might have found it! ”

"Oh my God! Spare me! Even overtime doesn't have this kind of addition! ”

Zhang Hao burst into tears, usually his days are actually very leisurely, the work of the police in the security pavilion is not busy, and the work of the six doors is to watch the sky and eat, and it is rare to open once, but recently he has been pitted by these seven runaway gourd babies, coupled with Hogg's injury and illness, the problem of manpower shortage has become more and more obvious.

He Laobai's face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed to raise Luo Geng, who was only turning the pointer wildly, indicating that he was indeed not making trouble.

That Luo Geng, who is not amazing, Zhang Hao also recognizes that the six doors also have similar equipment, which is specially used to monitor aura fluctuations, Zhang Hao also distributed a simplified version of the shape of a compass, but the effect is very bad, not only will it be interfered by the earth's leyline aura, but most of the detected situations are also small disputes between demons and monsters, and over time, Zhang Hao is too lazy to bring it, just put it at home and occasionally glance at it to confirm whether there is a high-risk level of abnormal conditions such as spiritual energy storm and night walking of a hundred ghosts.

However, the mysterious Luo Geng in He Laobai's hand obviously has some doorways, and it seems to be able to detect the spiritual power fluctuations of the target type more accurately.

Hu Xiaochai had just gone to the herb garden and grafted the sealed Hu Erxi back onto the gourd vine, and when he came back, he heard such good news, and urged with a look of ecstasy: "Brother He! Hurriedly! Hurry up! Yours are the most rewarded! ”

Qin Zhan smacked his mouth twice, then ripped off the tattered sports coat, and directly picked up a dark green sanitation jacket from Hu Xiaochai and changed it on, and said to Zhang Hao: "Mouse, you go first, I'll go with He Laobai to step on the spot first, observe the state of the host, if something happens, I'll call you again." ”

"Qin Hunt! Don't take it for granted that Lao Tzu will help you wipe your ass, okay! Zhang Hao stomped his feet angrily and wailed: "I'm also six doors!" I'm hiding from my superiors to help you mess around, it's already a major violation, don't make trouble and make it difficult for me to do it! ”

"Don't worry, with me, no one can die." Qin Huntsa smiled heartily, extremely confident.

Zhang Hao snorted helplessly, forcibly endured the tears of remorse for making a friend by mistake, carried Du Gui, who was happy because of ignorance, quickened the pace of his steps, and shouted step by step: "Qin Hunt, what you said, just go and step on the point to see the situation, don't mess around!" ”

Qin Zhan smiled, compared a childish gesture that the hook was hanging for a hundred years, and when he saw Zhang Hao turn his head reassuringly, he couldn't help but sneer.

I'll just sleep and do nothing else.

I'll just hug and do nothing else.

I'll just take off my clothes, it's too hot.

I just rubbed at the door and didn't go in.

I'll just put it in and cover it, and I won't move.

I'll just move twice, and I won't stay in it.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

This kid isn't mine!

It's better to believe that there are ghosts in this world than to believe in men's broken mouths!

Qin Zhan heard the sound of a car engine not far away, so he patted He Laobai, who also had a ghost in his heart, exchanged a tacit understanding of each other's eyes, and urged: "Hurry up, He Banxian~"

He Laobai took Luo Geng around in a circle, roughly confirmed the direction, and took out the piece of "King Wen's Bagua Map" written in simplified Chinese characters, and spread it on the ground, just like telling fortunes for customers in the past, half-squatting in front of the gossip map, his eyes were half-narrowed, his expression was solemn, he kept comparing his fingers, muttering softly in his mouth, and as the calculation progressed, even his head slowly rose up, as if he was spying on the mysterious and unpredictable heavenly opportunity.

"Oops......" He Laobai suddenly sighed twice, his body staggered a few steps, looking weak and impervious, and said softly: "My eyes are too expensive this day, this old body is weak and sickly, and the nutrition cost is ......."

When Hu Xiaochai, who was eager to save the girl, heard this, he hurriedly reached out and wanted to dig under his crotch again, and with a fat sheep face that roared urgently, he responded: "Give!" I'll give you a few more ginseng whiskers! ”

"Smack! Syllable! ”

Qin Hunt grimaced, slapped Hu Xiaochai and He Laobai's heads fiercely with both hands, put on a fierce and vicious face, grabbed He Laobai's collar like a chicken, and said gloomily: "Come on, come on, it's a lot of consumption, right?" Frail and sickly, right? Master, I'll give you a set of physical examinations for free, what heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, I'll take them off and take a closer look, rest assured, I promise that I can take it back when I'm done......"

He Laobai was frightened, and explained with a smile: "Hey, isn't this an occupational disease for fortune telling...... I've determined the approximate range, let's go to Dongchenghui!

Dongchenghui is a relatively prosperous neighborhood in Ping'an City, bringing together a large number of gourmet restaurants and snack stalls, as well as many cinemas, KTVs, dance halls, bars and other entertainment clubs, and its bustling night market is the main choice of nightlife for locals in Ping'an City.

Of course, the drunken nightlife, in addition to attracting huge consumer cash flow, has also provoked countless ghosts and ghosts, although there have been many rectifications in recent years, but the law and order here has only improved on the surface.

In addition to a few gang-related companies with camouflage nets and parasols, they are fighting openly and secretly to seize the underground ruling power of Dongchenghui, and there are still many flies and mosquitoes in the dim and narrow alleys...... All the dirty deals that should exist in the dark world can be seen here.

Drunken Gold Mi East City Hui, a big whirlpool where money and desire converge!

Qin Hunt is a native of Ping'an City, he is naturally no stranger to Dongchenghui, he often goes to the night market stall over there with Zhang Hao to eat barbecue, once happened to meet the gangster and the barbecue shop owner to collect protection money, Zhang Hao was still wearing a police uniform at that time, and the other party still didn't take it seriously, which shows the degree of chaos here.

"East City Place...... There are too many people over there, so it might be a bit tricky to find. Anyway, the boat will naturally go straight ahead, and it's a big deal to let the people of the six doors be affected. Qin Zhan frowned, glanced at the almost burned repellent incense in the corner of the wall, and muttered softly, he was not worried about running into bad people, but worried that if he ran into a gourd baby who refused to cooperate like Hu Daniu and Hu Erxi, it would be easy to hurt the innocent when the time came......

At the same time, in the underground parking lot marked "abandoned" on the map of the city, in the underground floor that should have been empty, it was full of people at the moment, and the harsh and vulgar dance music surrounded it, but the two or three hundred guests inside did not dance, but just sat or stood in a large circle, facing the abrupt boxing ring in the center of the circle and shouting wildly, one by one hoarse and shouting, the sound was almost overpowering the super subwoofer.

"Hit! Beat! Beat! Shoot him! ”

"Come on! You're so good! Lao Tzu pressed you 50,000 yuan, and you just hit you like this? ”

"Good! Just kick it like that! Kick him in the stomach! Kick him out of the water! ”

The hideous faces full of fanaticism and bloodlust, like the spectators in the ancient Roman arena, frantically vented the negative energy accumulated in their daily life and work, completely lost their human rationality, like a group of hungry beasts waiting for blood to be fed.

In the ring, a dark-skinned, low-profile Southeast Asian is fighting another burly blonde white man with a lot of body hair. The two sides did not wear a full set of protective gear, their upper bodies were naked, their feet were barefoot, and only their lower bodies were wearing a pair of thin big pants.

This is not some serious sports competition, but a bloody and brutal underground black fist!

At the beginning, Southeast Asians elbowed and hit the top of their knees in a row, all of which were Muay Thai moves, and the body was very ornamental and constantly set off bursts of wild shouts.

The blonde white man has been in a boxing-style shielding and defensive posture, protecting his head and upper body, but he can't spare the Muay Thai master's flexible body and fast movements, and he has been hit all over his body I don't know how many times, if it is placed in a competitive competition, this score gap has been stretched out to the point of view.

However, the victory or defeat of Black Fist does not depend on the score, but only on who has the strength to stand in the end!

After about three or four minutes, just when the old strength of the Southeast Asians was exhausted and the new strength was not born, the blonde white man suddenly hit the left arm of the Southeast Asian with a straight fist as fast as lightning.

"Made! What a former Muay Thai champion, no fight at all! ”

"Hmph, Muay Thai is powerful, but the weight difference between the two sides is too much, you see that old hairy boxer, standing up like a bear, his body strength is not lost, and his endurance is enough, if that Thai dwarf opens a raid, there is still a chance of winning, and if it drags on for a long time, it will be a food delivery!"

"Or brother, you have a vision, how much did you bet on that old hair?"

"Not much, just 100,000, sprinkle water~"

In the cheers of the surrounding audience, the blonde white man was unforgiving, and two fists the size of a vinegar bowl smashed on the forehead of the Southeast Asian, as if he was doing a lob hitting practice, the Southeast Asian still wanted to hold on, but the body's reaction was always honest, and when he hit the fifth blow, he was already delirious and fell to the ground, dark red blood flowed from his nostrils, and his body twitched twice, and then he didn't move again......