A bar in the ancient city.

The bar is not large, with a bar in the middle filled with all kinds of drinks, a small screen hanging on the left side of the bar, connected to the microphone below, and a few tables scattered around the bar, typical of the pre-2000 style.

Due to the old decoration, business is also very bad on weekdays, but today it is overcrowded, and the twenty or thirty people in the bar are drinking and singing. The young man who led a group of people to beat Qiao Bei for a meal kept beckoning the little girl at the bar to take the wine, took a few Chinese cigarettes, and threw one at each table: "Two packs per person, those who see it have a share." ”

"Brother Jie is mighty!" The crowd cheered.

"Everyone has contributed today, will I, Ding Jie, treat my brother badly? Brothers drink and have fun today, tomorrow we will kill him again! The young man snorted proudly.

"A must! Brother Jie, following you is one word: cool! The audience shouted.

"Okay, I can make you cooler, cheers!" Ding Jie held up the beer bottle.

"Cheers!" The crowd poured wildly.

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Two people came in at the door, one of them frowned slightly at the roaring bar, but the other person blushed and walked directly behind Ding Jie, grabbed his hair and slammed it on the bar.

Boom!

The glass cracks and the liquid overflows.

"Fuck you! him! Someone next to him had already grabbed a wine bottle and rushed over, but he was held to the head by a jet-black and shiny June Fourth police pistol, and the surroundings were quiet.

"Do you want to attack the police?" Ling Shan roared angrily.

Everyone gradually retreated, and none of the thugs dared to make a move with a man with a gun, not to mention, the other party also reported the name of the policeman.

Ouyang Kai handcuffed Ding Jie and walked straight out, without even looking at the gangsters, Ling Shan snatched it from the man's head, an electric cannon was pressed against the man's belly, and wailing came from the ground under the bar.

Ling Shan was handcuffed and scolded angrily: "With you like this, are you brave enough to attack the police?" ”

"I don't know......" The man wanted to explain, but was pushed out by Ling Shan.

The bar was overcrowded, but it automatically dodged a way. Ling Shan dragged the man calmly past, her gaze swept over everyone, and a chill rolled up.

Ling Shan was really angry.

The moment she saw Qiao Bei's head wrapped around gauze lying on the hospital bed, the anger in her heart was already lit. Although the slut on the hospital bed has provoked her countless times, I don't know why, when I saw Qiao Bei's cheap state, my heart hurt so much that I couldn't do it, and the only outlet was to find this guy who beat people, and then take him to court.

This was something Ling Shan could do, and she did it too.

There's no reason, it's just anger.

Ouyang Kai was sent by Kuang Wenbin to assist Ling Shan, he saw the whole process in his eyes, he also knew why Ling Shan was so angry, he was just a little sour in his heart, but he followed along, without saying a word, tasting the sour taste in his heart alone.

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Seeing Ding Jie being taken away by the police car in the window, all kinds of discussions began in the bar, and the bar girl was even more nervous, because no one might have paid for tonight's expenses.

Sure enough, everyone was quiet at first, then restless, and then they were about to leave one after another, the little girl at the bar wanted to stop but didn't dare to stop, twenty or thirty thugs, alone, dare to stop? Even the boss doesn't know where to hide, what can she do as a waiter?

A few minutes later, the noisy bar people went to the empty building.

But soon, there was a commotion downstairs, and then many people rushed desperately into the bar, looking for guys everywhere, and the bottles and barstools were stolen, and the downstairs was swearing.

"Where's Ding Jie?" A middle-aged man in his thirties wielded a knife with his right hand, tied a black scarf around his hand, grabbed a young man's hair with his left hand, and slashed horizontally.

The middle-aged man was followed by more than 30 people, chopping people when they saw them, and the water was full of knives, and under the dim street lamp, countless cold lights were refracted.

"Let me ask again, what about Ding Jie?" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, and the knife in his hand chopped off again, and a dark red oozed from the gray jacket of the young man, staining the entire arm red.

"The strip just took away ......" The young man held his head in his hands and rolled on the ground to dodge. The people in the back couldn't get down, let alone dare to come down, and some people had already gone straight to the rooftop.

"Fuck you! Chop them all up for me! ”

Under the order of the middle-aged, countless cold lights shone again, more than a dozen people on the ground were lying in a pool of blood, and the corridor was also in chaos, and the impatient footsteps of 'dong dong dong' were mixed with all kinds of scolding and miserable howls, and people were constantly lying on the steps.

A few people hiding in the bar were not spared, the middle-aged people chopped up when they saw people, and the little girl at the bar covered her ears and screamed and cowered in the bar, where did she dare to look out?

When the knife upstairs flickered and came down one after another, the middle-aged young man on the ground said angrily: "If you dare to make trouble again, Lao Tzu will give you a waste one by one!" ”

Gathering everyone, the middle-aged man turned around and was about to leave, when a group of people rushed in front of him, all of whom tied a white towel on their left arm and carried a knife in their right hand, and the leader shouted angrily: "Who is Ding Jie?" ”

"Ding, your mother! him! The middle-aged man looked at the murderous group of people rushing over to him, and he didn't have to think about it to know that this was the helper called by Ding Jie, and the two groups of people instantly converged, all kinds of knives and shadows, up and down.

The middle-aged man went straight to the leader of the gang, and directly opened the chop without saying a word, the other party blocked, and chopped back, the more the two of them fought, the more ruthless they became, but the more poisonous their subordinates came, the knife went straight to the other party's head, and the knife was dead, and the move was fatal.

Forty or fifty people chopped each other downstairs in the bar, and from time to time someone shouted and scolded: "Fuck your mother! ”

"Fuck you B!" The other party immediately responded with a knife, no one on either side took half a step back, only went forward to kill, the more fierce the battle, the area less than thirty meters or so downstairs, there were bright red blood spots everywhere, as well as loud angry scolding and screaming miserable howls.

The middle-aged man has been stabbed three times by the other party, and the leader's body is also bloodstained, but he still does not retreat, a scuffle, in less than five minutes, nearly ten people have been lying on the ground, some hugging their arms and wailing, some scolding, and some motionless.

The white cloth tied with the black arm, the black yarn wrapped in the silver knife, under the reflection of the street lamp, the dozen or so people lying on the ground burst out with a terrible atmosphere.

The sound of sirens in the distance woke up the two gangs in the vicious fight, and the leader of the white cloth blocked the middle-aged angry knife, took a few steps back, and shouted at the crowd: "There is a strip, go first!" ”

"Fuck you!" The middle-aged man was slashed by his opponent a few times, and his heart was full of anger, how could he let him go? But he was held by a young man with a black gauze wrapped in a knife next to him: "Brother Sheng, go, let's go......"

The two groups of men separated in an instant, and they split to the sides, and suddenly they scattered.

The police car stopped, and the police and assistant police in the car saw more than a dozen people lying on the ground through the headlights of the police car, their eyes were shocked, and the police who led the team turned even pale, and called the police station in a trembling voice: "Chen Suo, there are more than a dozen of them, and the police must send someone over to ...... quickly."

He was wrong, there were still more than a dozen dying in the hallway.

In the quiet ancient city, there was a group fight on the street at night, and people in their twenties and thirties were lying down, which was not something that an ordinary policeman could handle.

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Guanghan Building.

Meng Guanghan soon received a middle-aged call: "Brother Han, I have five lying on my side and seven injured, and the other party should be more than twenty." ”

"Treat the injured first, lie down and don't worry about the five, I'll find someone to talk to them over there." Meng Guanghan was very calm, which was something he expected.

"Brother Han, what now?" The middle-aged man asked again.

"Change a team of people, smash all the orchards, and leave no one behind." Meng Guanghan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, Brother Han." The middle-aged did not ask why.

"I've already sent money to the hospital, you let the brothers who just went leave tonight, and I've already arranged the car."

"Okay."

hung up the phone, Meng Guanghan in front of the independent window burst out of a rare murderous aura in his eyes, his life creed is very simple, since he has done it, he will do it to the end.

In the bastard world, the leftover is always king.

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Hundred fruit orchards, more than 20 stores, overnight, was rudely pried open the roller shutter, the shelves inside were all chopped into firewood by sharp weapons, the original fresh and attractive dazzling fruits, was splashed with red and white paint, even the computer was smashed to pieces, even the host was pried open, completely damaged.

The man who did it moved quickly and disappeared without a trace before the police arrived.

Liu Weimin jumped like thunder.

The only remaining one-eyed was full of gloom, his face was distorted and somewhat deformed because of anger, and the teacup crumbs in the study were the valuable purple sand tea sets on the coffee table that Liu Weimin had smashed when he was furious.

"Smash! Smash the new city for me! Liu Weimin was furious!

"Brother Min......" Dahong wanted to speak and stopped.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Liu Weimin glared.

"If we smash the new city, we will really implement the previous truth. Xincheng was not smashed by us, and the people were not beaten by us, if we want to do it, it will be to fall into the conspiracy of others and comprehensively provoke the hatred of the two families. Dahong thought of this consequence, and his heart trembled.

"People have smashed my store, if I don't fight back, how can I gain a foothold in the ancient city? Now is not the time to pay attention to these things, he respects me, I respect him! Xincheng and Guanghan Building were all smashed for me! Liu Weimin raised his eyebrows coldly, and the glow in his single eye became more and more terrifying.

"Yes......" Dahong didn't say anything anymore, Liu Weimin had already decided, and he had persuaded him, so the rest of the matter would unconditionally implement Liu Weimin's order.

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At three o'clock in the morning, there were more than a dozen vans on the streets of the ancient city, and they went everywhere.

As soon as the van stopped, four or five young people jumped out of it and went straight to the Xincheng branch. The action is rough and simple, directly use a crowbar to pry the door lock, or smash the floor-to-ceiling glass window, jump into the store, smash everything you see, the shelves and computers in the store are not spared, and in less than five minutes, the store is already a mess.

Three vans stopped abruptly in front of the Guanghan Building, the mermaids carrying a knife and a crowbar in the car rushed out, did not stop at all, and rushed straight to the Guanghan Building, the fire axe slashed a few times, the imitation Nanmu gate of the Guanghan Building was split into two pieces, and the people who followed swarmed in.

They were greeted by a torrent that suddenly emerged from the dark corner, upstairs, and kitchen, all kinds of uniforms, iron rods, and kitchen knives, and the two groups of people collided together in an instant, and the tables and chairs in the hall on the first floor were broken, shouting and scolding, and the swords and swords were slashing, mixed with more and more screams and wails, and they were endless.

There are more and more people in the shop, more and more people in work clothes and chef clothes rush out with kitchen knives, and the people who come in from outside are gradually defeated. Occasionally, one or two people poured out of the smashed imitation nanmu gate, and then more and more people squeezed out of the hall, and those who entered fought and retreated, and the people who came out became more and more courageous.

There are constantly people running towards the dark corner, and one or two people will inevitably chase and cut after them. The van that was parked on the side of the road before, just carried one or two people, the glass of the van was smashed, where did the driver dare to stop, stepped on the accelerator, and ran away.

Some of the people who did not get on the bus were divided into countless pieces, and a few people who were slightly strong were surrounded by four or five people, and their bodies were smashed from time to time, and they screamed terribly, bright red stained blood, silver knives, and pickaxe handles smashed in the darkness......

Fewer and fewer people were able to stand, and many of them secretly hid in the darkness and fled, still holding on, but they were all put down by the miscellaneous soldiers in various clothes who poured out of the Guanghan Building, and finally lay on the ground, dying, and some were motionless, obviously suffering a lot of knives and sticks on their bodies, and were seriously injured.

"Stop!" The man in the suit and white shirt in the middle shouted, and everyone stopped the beating in their hands one after another, and they all looked at this person. They are all familiar with this person, this is their boss, the manager of Guanghan Building, the person who was chased by Qiao Bei with a knife and rubbed with wine.

"Except for the store staff, everyone else should leave. You...... Stop it! Don't destroy the scene, we're defending ourselves! The lobby manager stopped a few employees who were about to be beaten, and calmly dialed his mobile phone: "110?" I'm in Guanghan Building, and hundreds of people rushed to our store just now to smash ......."

Ten minutes later, police cars roared in. There was a large area lying in front of the Guanghan Building, and the lobby manager and several employees stood at the door and waited for a long time.

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