The girl was covering her eyes in horror when she heard a series of screams, followed by a moan mixed with swearing, again in German.

She let go of her hand in surprise, and was stunned to see Dewey standing in front of her with a smile on his face, while the gangsters were already lying on the ground.

"Are you from Huaxia?" Dewey asked.

"Yes, I'm from Huaxia."

Although the girl speaks Chinese, it is not standard, just like the feeling of a foreigner learning Chinese.

Dewey guessed that she should be an ABC, a descendant of Chinese immigrants, so she spoke Mandarin so non-standardly.

However, no matter how many generations of immigrants she is, as long as she is a Chinese, Dewey cannot ignore it and says, "Can you go, I will send you back." ”

"Yes, thank you."

The girl stood up, her clothes disheveled.

As they spoke, the bald guy quietly pulled out a pistol from his bosom.

Before he could aim at Dewey, Dewey shook his right hand violently, and the butterfly and knife came out of his hand, hitting the bald man's forearm, causing him to scream in pain and the pistol fell to the ground.

"Huaxia Kung Fu!"

One of the gangsters exclaimed, and the girl looked at Dewey with adoration on her face.

Dewey walked over and kicked the bald guy unconscious, looked coldly at the frightened gangsters, and asked, "Who wants to die?" ”

The gangsters were so frightened that they shrank back, and no one dared to answer him.

Dewey sneered, picked up the pistol with his toes, took it in his hand, and said to the girl, "Let's go." ”

The two went out of the alley and returned to the taxi, where the taxi driver was so shocked that he didn't close his mouth for a long time.

"The cake seller, that's seven or eight people, it's solved so quickly, it's still this Chinese man who looks like a girl. Oh my God, who the hell are they? It's a good thing I didn't take them to William, or I'd have died! ”

"Where do you live, and we'll send you back first?" The old donkey looked back and asked.

The girl gave an address, and the old donkey asked the taxi driver to drive the girl home first.

For the hidden dragon, this is just a matter of effort, and in the future, they don't want anything to happen, so neither Dewey nor the old donkey communicate much with the girl.

The girl was already frightened, but when she got into the car, she saw the gun in the old donkey's hand, and she didn't dare to talk to them more.

The car became very dull, and the taxi driver felt terrified, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Sending the girl home, the taxi driver completely dismissed the original idea and drove towards the Andreas bar.

Finally arriving at the Andreas bar, the taxi driver secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, we have arrived." ”

But the old donkey did not get out of the car, but watched him quietly.

The taxi driver, who was also a clever man, immediately understood what the old donkey meant, took out the two hundred euros he had just received, and respectfully handed it to the old donkey.

"Sir, for the sake of our friendship between China and Germany, I will give you a free gift this time."

This taxi driver was also a wonderful man, and he was able to come up with such an excuse, which made both the old donkey and Dewey laugh out loud.

The old donkey drew back a bill and said, "It's as much as it should be, and the extra is your tip." ”

Although it is possible to pay a penny without paying, but the two of them are out on a mission, and unnecessary trouble can be reduced - if this driver calls the police, it will only bring more trouble.

In fact, it was only two euros more, but it also made the taxi driver grateful.

He thought that he had run away in vain, but he didn't expect to get a tip, so he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, thank you, sir." ”

The old donkey and Dewey got out of the car and took a closer look at the bar in front of them.

Like other bars, Andrea's Bar is brightly lit in front of the bar, but the difference is that the people who enter and exit the bar are not serious people at first glance.

"Let's go, let's go inside." The old donkey said.

"Who are we looking for?" Dewey asked.

"A guy named Marcus, he's the most famous intelligence dealer here, here's his picture."

The old donkey handed Dewey a photograph of a middle-aged German man with obscene looking and a cunning look in his small eyes.

"Is it reliable?" Dewey asked.

Zhang Ning said that there was no information that he couldn't inquire, but he had been in some trouble recently, and it would take some effort to find him. However, he had a friend named Paul, who was the bartender here, and he must have known where Marcus was. The old donkey said.

The two walked into the bar as they spoke, and their noses tightened together.

In the air, the smell of smoke, alcohol, perfume, and hormones are mixed together, which is very pungent.

The bar was filled with a rousing hot tune that drowned out the cacophony of vocals.

In the middle of the stage, three blondes are writhing their plump bodies and doing a striptease, and a crowd of people are gathered below, shouting and cheering, and some people throwing bills on the stage.

In almost every corner, there are entangled men and women, who love each other as if no one else is around, and there are also addicts who blatantly bake tin foil with a lighter and then take a hard sip.

"Xian'er, see no, this is rotten and degenerate capitalism."

The old donkey's tone was full of contempt, but his eyes stayed on the three strippers and were reluctant to leave, and the true colors of the sullen man were revealed.

Dewey secretly laughed, patted the old donkey and said, "Okay, Brother Donkey, don't look at it, you can watch it when you're done with business." ”

"Xian'er, what are you talking about? I call this a critical gaze. The old donkey was ashamed.

Of course, the old donkey was just talking, and walked around the bar with Dewey, and without seeing Marcus, he came to the bar.

"Two beers, on the rocks." The old donkey said to the bartender.

The bartender glanced at them, took two glasses of beer with ice, put them in front of them, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." The old donkey stopped him.

"Is there anything else you can do?" The bartender asked.

"Excuse me, who is Paul?" The old donkey asked.

"I am, but I don't remember meeting you." The bartender said.

"Don't be nervous, Paul, I just wanted to ask Marcus something, do you know where he is?" The old donkey asked straight to the point.

"Marcus?" Paul raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, there is no such person here, you are in the wrong place." ”

"Hey, listen to me, I know Marcus is here." The old donkey said.

"Huaxia, I'll say it again, there's no Marcus here, if you want to drink, give me an honest drink here, if you don't want to drink, get out of here!" Paul said angrily.

"Paul, since I asked you to ask Marcus, I know your relationship and tell me where he is, don't worry, I won't do him any disadvantage." The old donkey said.

Paul's face changed, he took a step back, and shouted, "Stephen, there's someone making trouble here!" ”

Seeing this, the drinkers at the bar immediately retreated to both sides.

Soon, several burly security guards separated from the crowd and walked over.

The man at the head was wearing a tight black T-shirt, his muscles seemed to tear the T-shirt apart, he had a cigarette in his mouth and a pistol pinned to his waist.

"Let me see who is so bold as to dare to make trouble in Andreas."

"Stephen, it's them, these two Huaxia guys." Paul pointed to the old donkey and Dewey and shouted.

"It turned out to be two Chinese guys."

Stephen pursed his lips, beckoned behind him, and said coldly: "Discount their legs, throw them out for me, and let everyone know that this is the end of making trouble in Andreas!" ”

A few security guards in the back immediately rushed up and pounced on the old donkey and Dewey.

"These two Huaxia guys are dead."

"Of course, this is Andreas, not their Chinatown."

"Haha, look at them, they are all so scared that they don't even dare to move......"

Amid the chatter of the surrounding crowd, the security guards rushed to the front of Dewey and the old donkey.

At this moment, Dewey ejected like an arrow, and kicked the man in front backwards with a flying kick, knocking down two more people behind him.

Plop, plop!

Oops, Mom!

Those security guards are just watching the field, and they can really fight compared to ordinary people, but how can they compare with the hidden dragon.

Everywhere Dewey's fists and feet passed, there was no one who could join them, but in just a dozen seconds, more than a dozen of them were knocked to the ground safely.

As for the old donkey, he didn't even lift his buttocks, and drank beer leisurely.

"Oh, the cake seller! What do I see? ”

"Huaxia Kung Fu! He will definitely be Chinese kung fu! ”

"No wonder they dared to come to Andreas to make trouble......"

A series of exclamations rang out all around, and someone even shouted Bruce Lee's name.

The cigarette in Stephen's mouth fell to the ground, he never thought that this Chinese man could fight so well.

He is very self-aware, even if it is himself, it is impossible to defeat his subordinates in such a short time, and replacing him will definitely end the same.

However, Stephen was not afraid, because this is modern society, what can he do if he can fight, can he beat the gun in his hand?

Seeing Dewey rushing towards him, Stephen reached for the pistol on his waist.

He believed that with the speed of his own gun, he would definitely be able to knock Dewey down before he could rush in front of him.

However, he was too confident.

Stephen's hand had just touched the pistol, and before he could pull it out, Dewey tapped his toes on the ground, and the whole person flew up like lightning, and with a volley kick, he kicked the pistol he had just pulled out and flew out.

Dewey had just landed, followed by another backspin kick, and Stephen screamed and was kicked into the crowd.

Seeing this, Paul was so frightened that he quickly hid in the bar.

The old donkey stood up and was about to climb into the bar to grab him, when he heard Stephen roar, "Come up and kill them for me!" ”

Stephen was in charge of Andreas's security, and he was still very appealing, and as soon as the words fell, the onlookers who were still watching just now flocked together.

On stage, the DJ pushes his fingers up and turns up the sound of the stereo to the maximum, and the whole bar vibrates to the roaring music, and the three strippers twist even more wildly in the music.

Countless crowds roared and rushed towards Dewey and the old donkey, drowning them in the sea of people.

What can you do if you can fight, can you beat so many of us?!

That's the psychology of all people.