Chapter 415 – The Killer Tai Chi (1)

The smell of wine and smoke is the main theme here. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The smell alone is intoxicating.

The multicolored neon balls on the ceiling still rotate on their own, constantly scattering exciting light.

Here, there is the largest nightclub in the four cities, King.

No matter what era the entertainment industry is, it will not be left behind, even in this era of dire straits. King's fame is great for many reasons.

First of all, it is naturally because King's boss is the largest investor in the four cities. The four cities are known for their armies, and even though in the peaceful era a few years ago, the army was just an ornament, but this boss was recognized as the largest arms dealer in the shadows of the ten eastern cities.

Because of this, as long as the king does not sell some drugs that are not visible, no matter how large-scale it is, the government and the four city bureaus can turn a blind eye.

King's boss is not exactly the emperor's in the arms, to be precise, he is the only son of the one, and he is privately called the crown prince.

The nightclub opened by the prince has that one as the backstage, and both black and white have to give face, so no one will dare to make trouble here, and in fact, King has been in operation for nearly five years, and his income has always been the highest in the entertainment industry in the entire four cities.

Until today.

Smack!

A half-cracked synthetic glass on the ground was pitifully crushed by a thick-soled leather boot, and the cracking sound seemed to be its last wail. At this time, a closer look shows that the entire dance floor, bar, and box of King are full of wine poured all over the floor, cigarettes that have been lit but hastily thrown on the ground before they have time to smoke, and all kinds of cracked wine glasses and bottles.

The owner of the thick-soled leather boots frowned, bit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and commanded backwards: Turn on the lights, and look at it in the dark.

Yes, yes, yes. A person behind him answered nonchalantly, and then began to command. After a while, there were a few pops, and the headlights in the entire nightclub were turned on, and the originally mysterious and psychedelic king was like a naked woman, and there was no trace of secrecy. It's just that after the light is turned on, King's chaos is like stripping a young girl, but it is a strong contrast of discovering that it is an old woman inside.

The man behind him took a deep breath, the alcohol, the nicotine of cigarettes, and the hormones that boys and girls used to squander on the dance floor really could really excite the young teenager. It's just that the smell of blood that is difficult to hide is mixed in it, which makes the man frown slightly.

And the middle-aged man in thick-soled leather boots who was calm in front of him had already stepped through the glass shards and strode forward.

The young man behind him smiled bitterly and said: Brother Qing, don't destroy the scene!

The owner of leather boots, known as Brother Qing, picked out the cigarette he was talking about: What kind of ghost field is now, you and I both know what is going on.

The young man smiled bitterly, followed Brother Qing step by step, and came to the front of the man.

There was no one left in the entire king, except for the two men and a corpse.

In the very center of the king, there is a huge box. This is the most important place to be king, because every day, the prince is here to patrol the business. Of course, it is said that it is a patrol business, and the handsome and golden prince is king in his own territory, so naturally there will be no shortage of ignorant girls who will be sent to the door. It can be said that this is the prince's palace, and there are different girls who throw themselves into their arms every day.

But at this moment, the box no longer has the slightest sense of luxury and decay, and the same as the outside, the floor is full of tatters. But unlike it, in addition to alcohol and broken glass, there is also blood on the ground like cinnabar scratching a heavy stroke on the drawing paper.

This smell is very smelly when mixed together, and Brother Qing, who is well-informed, also frowned, and subconsciously smoked the cigarette in his mouth harder, wanting to replace this strange smell.

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The box was circular, and the huge round glass table in the center had fallen and been half-shattered.

A circle of spacious and soft brocade sofas and chairs enclosed the box, and it was enough to accommodate dozens of people to fill the circle of sofas.

And in the position opposite the main entrance, the usual prince sits.

Now the prince is also seated.

A corpse was lying in the center in a large shape, and it was clearly visible as soon as Brother Qing and the young man entered the box, the corpse was facing the ceiling, and its mouth was open, as if they had seen something incredible. From his chest, a fist-sized gap resembled a black hole, and countless scorch marks spread out from the gap, looking like a bomb exploding in his chest.

Brother Qing and the young man walked over without fear, and the young man shook his head: It's really pitiful, even his hair and mouth are emitting light smoke, which shows that the burn is enough. Brother Qing didn't have any response to the young man's fear of fun, he just looked at the corpse a little calmly: Did the forensic doctor notify him?

It was already notified at the time of departure. It's still Xiao Pu who comes.

Oh, that guy again.

Alas......

The two men, one big and one small, sighed with rare emotion, and then moved their eyes upward.

The body of the crown prince was pressed against the back of the sofa, and on the back was an oriental ancient dragon with teeth and claws. It is said that in ancient times, this dragon was a symbol of the emperor, and the prince liked this saying very much, so the entire wall of the box was tattooed with oriental ancient dragons.

At this moment, the wall above the prince's head was originally where the dragon's head was, but the entire dragon's head was forcefully smoothed, and the delicate lines were ridiculous like chalk words on the blackboard being erased with one hand. In its place was the familiar totem.

One is black and the other is white, the black looks like a scorch mark after burning, and the white is just the gray background of the wall.

This is one, Tai Chi.

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Who are you! Who let you in!

A shout rang out, accompanied by the sound of fragmented footsteps.

More than a dozen people walked in, loaded with guns one by one, and pointed their pistols at Brother Qing and the young man. The young man raised his hands helplessly, and at the same time, in one of his hands was a document: Don't shoot, your own people.

The leader of the more than ten people frowned, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the other party's hand was indeed a military certificate, but now that technology is developed, this kind of document is relatively easy to counterfeit: I want to see your police code.

Look at me. Brother Qing put his right hand in his pocket, and this action made the police officers with pistols nervous: Don't be nervous, just take your mobile phone. Otherwise, how can I show it to you? Brother Qing's hand slowly took out of his pocket, and sure enough, it was just a mobile phone.

The leader with the gun looked at the smooth back of Brother Qing's mobile phone, and his eyes couldn't help but soften.

I saw Brother Qing press a few times on his mobile phone, and a three-dimensional image was projected.

The leader also took out his mobile phone, shot out a ray of light and scanned it on the three-dimensional image for a moment, and then frowned: Special processing team? Something.

The Joint Special Handling Team of the Ten Cities of the East is, simply put, a substitute for those in G. Brother Qing laughed to himself.

In fact, although the name is a group, it actually has a lot of power.

Because it is the authority given by the joint of the ten cities in the East, it is basically not interfered with by the municipal council and is directly authorized by the joint council of the ten cities. The birth of this group was the first to have a law enforcement agency directly under the United Council of the Ten Municipalities. But since three years ago, these previously unthinkable things have made sense.

The young man behind him heard Brother Qing's slightly mocking words, and said with a little grievance: G is the mainstream of today's world. Brother Qing shrugged his shoulders indifferently, although he didn't really want to admit it, he knew that the young man was right.

After checking the identity of Brother Qing and Luo Qing, the leader also waved his hand. The soldiers of the Security Bureau behind him also put away their pistols one by one, and then left, leaving only the leader. He stepped forward and shook Luo Qing's hand: Nan Weixiong, the leader of the first group of the Four Cities Public Security Bureau. Nice to meet you. The two shook hands, and then Nan Weixiong put his hand at the young man behind Luo Qing.

Ye Tian, Brother Qing's assistant and miscellaneous worker. The young man smiled.

Nan Weixiong does not have the optimism of Ye Tian, and he can still have a hippie smile on this occasion. He knew that something big had happened this time, and among the four cities, to put it mildly, the prince's father could be regarded as covering the sky with one hand, and black and white were mixed. But at this moment, their territory was killed, and this event was enough to cause a major earthquake in the four cities.

What the hell is going on? Nan Weixiong suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and asked.

Luo Qing and Ye Tian glanced at each other, but did not speak, but just looked at the Taiji totem above the prince's head, as if that totem meant all the explanations and answers.

After Nan Weixiong followed his gaze away from the Tai Chi, his face suddenly turned pale, straight as white paper!

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Early, early, early!

The second half officially set sail!