But as far as these people are concerned, they don't have enough to see Luo Liyan.

She bent her waist and dodged into the warehouse where the burning items were kept, and lit them directly with the fire folds.

Then the spark just came up, and she went on to order the next one.

By the time those people saw the flames, several docks were already on fire.

With the help of the wind and flammable goods, it quickly became a sea of fire.

Luo Liyan patted the ash on his hand, and looked at the workers on the dock who were hurriedly fighting the fire.

Scold...... Didn't that Yi Haowei rob the dock and goods of the Luo family?!

Then he burned all these things, and he grabbed it in his hand.

And on this day, he also put his goods at these four docks.

So, what if he bites into his mouth about this Luo family, it depends on whether he eats it or not.

"Little Liuzi, where is Yi Haowei now?" Luo Liyan glanced at the sky and found that this nightlife had just begun, so she asked curiously.

【Jinhui Grand Ballroom! Number 666 looked at his master with some fear, as if he didn't know her.

Although its owner has always been fond of speaking violently, he has no mercy when he sets a fire.

"Let's go! Stupid what to do there! Luo Liyan touched the little belly of No. 666 on tiptoe and said with a smile.

The light of the fire behind her formed a bright contrast with the bright smile on her face.

No. 666 shook his hair and trotted to follow.

As the most prosperous nightlife venue in the entire S City, Jinhui Grand Ballroom is drunk and busy even in this era of war.

Under the leadership of the waiter, Luo Liyan sat down at the bar, ordered a glass of whiskey casually, and then propped his hands and looked at the booths of a large group of thugs standing in the front row.

Instead of the gangsters you see on TV with guns at their waists, each of them stands there with a submachine gun.

Although Luo Liyan has seen a lot of high-end weapons on modern military news, these submachine guns are not low-grade goods at first glance.

At least at this time, it should be considered a top-notch weapon.

Each gun can fire at least 50 rounds.

The corners of Luo Liyan's mouth twitched, feeling that he was too reckless to come today.

She never thought that this Yi Haowei could be so fierce that he would be able to make such a big show when he came out to drink and listen to a song.

So how many people did he provoke, and how afraid of death he was?!

Luo Liyan complained silently in her heart, took out two silver dollars directly from her pocket and put them on the bar, and wanted to leave.

But she had only walked a few steps when two men in black Tang suits with submachine guns stopped her.

"Our Wei Ye asked you to meet him!" The other party's tone of speech was very arrogant, and at a glance, he knew that when his master said this, he didn't have a good attitude.

Luo Liyan frowned slightly, but did not resist, and honestly followed them to the booth.

Then, without waiting for the man who was sitting there drinking wine and watching the man performing on the stage with great interest, he wanted to sit down next to him.

But she was only halfway down when her collar was jerked.

"Bold, our Wei Ye didn't let you sit!"

Luo Liyan held the big palm on the back of his neck with his backhand, twisted it hard, and directly twisted his hand out of a "creak" with a crisp sound.