"Yes...... is Gu Qianqian, the former owner of Jufeng Hotel. We are going to abolish Lao Li tonight, and then go to his house to kidnap his daughter. But at five o'clock, our boss received an order that Zhao Ergongzi came to the county seat to assist him. Zhao Gongzi sent a message saying that he was going to tie up Gu Qianqian for a date at Bafang Restaurant at night, and he didn't want anyone to disturb them. Let's keep watch at the gate of the eight directions and let no one inside. That's it, beg the hero to spare the villain. ”

"Gu Qianqian will still be with Lao Tzu. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zheng Qilin's mouth, and after laughing, he felt a little wrong, it seemed that Sissi had been in the toilet for a long time.

After hesitating, his face changed suddenly.

A streamer of "whoosh" flashed, and Zheng Qilin rushed to the direction of the public toilet over there.

Seeing that Zheng Qilin had disappeared, the worried heart of the little gangster who had just answered finally put it on the stone and collapsed to the ground.

After four or five minutes, the four thugs who were kneeling on the ground stood up in fright, looked around, and didn't dare to gasp, for fear that Zheng Qilin, the god of killing, would come back and kill them. There was no one on the ground except for two dead bodies. The injured middle-aged man had already left, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads, thinking that they had finally left a life, that there had been a murder here, and that it was better to slip away as soon as possible. The four of them glanced at each other and hurried towards the county seat.

......

Under a dim street lamp on Pedestrian Street, a middle-aged man in a tie, a suit, and gold-framed eyes held a walkie-talkie in his hand, his eyes red from anger.

With a "snap", the walkie-talkie in his hand smashed to the ground and shattered. His cold eyes looked in the southwest direction, waiting for a few of his younger brothers to appear. Behind him, there is a separate five-story building. The exterior of the small building is luxuriously decorated with neon lights. There is a big sign hanging at the door of the building, which reads the three words "Bafang", and this is the Bafang Restaurant.

The two security guards at the door glanced at the middle-aged man from time to time.

Bafang Restaurant is a high-end entertainment venue in Huangshi County. It is said that there is a one-stop service inside. The first floor is the living room, the second floor is the restaurant, and the third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors are the foot bath sauna K song hall.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The middle-aged man scolded.

This middle-aged man has a resounding nickname on the road - glasses.

The surface of the glasses looks fair-skinned, quiet and quiet, like a sissy little white-collar worker in the office. In fact, he has a tyrannical personality, cunning actions, and cruel methods, and the Public Security Administration regards him as a key dangerous element.

Today, glasses are meant to help people collect debts. But at five o'clock in the evening, he suddenly received a call from the boss, saying that the second son of Shangjing Zhao had come to the county seat and asked him to do his best to help. The reason why these little gangsters have been able to exist in the county for so many years like dog skin plasters has a lot to do with the support of several families in Dong'an.

"Glasses" looked at the time on his watch, and it was already ten past eight. Zhao Chen and Gu Qianqian had already entered the restaurant at 7:50, and the younger brothers under them had not come over yet, and they had some doubts in their hearts for some reason. Recently, his right eyelid has been jumping, and people say that his left eye is jumping with wealth and his right eye is jumping with disaster, could it be that there has been a disaster recently?

For a person like him, who often messes around with knives, his vigilance is comparable to that of ordinary people.

Today, the target of Zhao Gongzi's attack seems to be someone from the Gu family in Dong'an, and the background is not ordinary. I hope Zhao Chen won't overlord the bow.

A notice has been issued at the door of Bafang that it will be closed to the public tonight. Occasionally, a few guests came, and under the reminder of the security guard at the door, they left dissatisfied.

"Hopefully nothing will happen today......"

The "glasses" went around to the back of the restaurant to see if there was anything unusual around. There is a back door to enter the restaurant.

Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly appeared twenty meters behind him, and this black shadow appeared without warning, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Who!"

"Glasses" was shocked, pressed his hand on his waist, and turned around violently.

He had an imported pistol at his waist, which he had never left for two years.

Under the faint light of the nearby neon lights, the dark shadow gradually became clear, it was a young man who looked at Wen Wen quietly. I think it's a college student who just graduated. The hand that placed the "glasses" on the waist slowly loosened. His brows furrowed, and he was a little angry.

"Who the fuck told you to come here, why don't you hurry up and get away!"

This young man was Zheng Qilin, who came from the river, and Zheng Qilin was panting and standing in place. Breathing heavily, the speed just now was like flying, and he almost rushed over.

Looking at this man with an elegant appearance, wearing a suit and gold-framed eyes, Zheng Qilin looked at him with disdain, as if he didn't exist, and walked straight to the back door.

"Stop, damn, I don't smoke you, you still treat Lao Tzu as a grandson!"

"Glasses" shouted again, rushed towards Zheng Qilin, rushed to a distance of two meters, and kicked up.

Zheng Qilin still walked forward as if he hadn't seen it at all.

Seeing that the foot of "Glasses" was about to kick Zheng Qilin's body, Zheng Qilin's hand suddenly moved, pressed down gently, grabbed the right calf of "Glasses", and then pulled it forward. The whole movement is like flowing water, there is no sluggishness, and it looks very natural......

"Glasses" secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and from the strength of the young man in front of him to grab his calf, it could be judged that the strength of this young man's hand was very comparable. His body leaned forward because of inertia, and he couldn't draw the gun from his waist, and his calf was grabbed again, if this young man's right hand grabbed his calf and pulled it forward, and when he approached, he used his left hand to make up for it, he was afraid that he would ......

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zheng Qilin's mouth...... As expected by "Glasses", Zheng Qilin made a "bang" and hit "Glasses" in the abdomen with his left fist.

There was no doubt that the "glasses" were like flying leaves, floating in the air, and with a "bang", they slammed to the ground.

The eyes of the "glasses" were black, the throat was hot, and with a "poof" sound, blood and water shot to the ground like arrows.

"Dash...... Da ......"

As footsteps approached, "Glasses" saw a huge sole fall and press down on his face.

"Click" a few times, "glasses" felt that the bridge of his nose was stepped on, and it was difficult to even breathe!

"Stay down there!"

A calm, cold voice echoed in his ears.

"Glasses" felt like he had fallen from a peak into a deep ravine, the most humiliating battle he had ever fought since he was a child.

With just one move, a young man defeated himself. Humiliation, let him erupt like a volcano.