Spring County.

It's not rich.

But it is earlier than the well-off.

The streets are full of traffic, people come and go, and high-rise buildings abound.

It is close to the main street.

On the façade of a palatial façade, neon lights flashed passionately and were extremely dynamic, completely unworthy of the melodious singing that came from the façade.

This is an old sad song, but this façade is the most famous nightclub in Spring County.

Heatwave Bar.

Before opening hours, the bar was already brightly lit and the radium was rolling.

Hundreds of coolly dressed women with hot bodies writhing wantonly in the bright lights, like snakes and demons, with flamboyant curves and full of charm.

In the middle of these women sat a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and unkempt hair.

Also the only patron of the bar.

The middle-aged man was wearing an earth-colored leather shirt and trousers, thick riding boots on his feet, a square face with a wide forehead, unkempt, and a pair of thick black-framed glasses pressed on the bridge of his nose.

Dressed peculiarly and out of place in the bar.

Not only that, but the middle-aged man completely ignored the wanton teasing of the women, put his hands flat on the table, curled his index finger, and tapped himself to the beat of the music.

Such a cold reaction and abnormal behavior made the woman who danced a little resentful.

It also made a few strong men standing at the table look weird.

Could it be that he is not a man, but he has a thick beard, and his ability in that area should not be much worse, can he let the girls go into battle in a vacuum.

A young man with yellow hair, a floral shirt and abs has already walked around the middle-aged man several times, staring at the middle-aged man with big eyes, full of anger, but not easy to attack.

Bang.

The door of the bar was pushed open, and the four men in suits stood on both sides, and Zhou Yong led Long Zhen and the two women back in a hurry.

"Boss."

When the girls saw Zhou Yong, they were like seeing the little chicks of the mother chicken, and they all stopped their bodies, bent down and bowed their heads, showing a plump career line.

"Boss, you're finally here, this four-eyed guy can't afford to play at all, he doesn't pick any of these girls, and he doesn't give the boss face at all."

Huang Mao saw Zhou Yong and hurriedly greeted him, as long as Zhou Yong gave an order, he would definitely let the middle-aged man suffer a little, the rules on the road, if Zhou Yong hadn't explained in advance, how could he tolerate the middle-aged man doing his own thing in the bar.

"Smack."

Zhou Yong didn't say a word, gave Huang Mao a big ear scraper, and then stretched out his right hand with a smile on his face and walked towards the middle-aged man.

"One-eyed brother, I've kept you waiting."

Looking at the palm in front of him, One-Eye didn't mean to shake it, but continued to knock on the table and snorted.

This scene made the stunned Huang Mao dumbfounded.

In Chun County, it seems that no one dares to give Zhou Yong such face.

And this man known as the one-eyed man not only didn't give it, but Zhou Yong also had to curry favor with his face.

This kick is on the iron plate.

Huang Mao secretly swallowed his saliva, with an ominous premonition.

"Let them all stand down."

Zhou Yong retracted his palm stupidly and glared at Huang Mao.

Where did Huang Mao dare to slack off, hurriedly beckoned, and dismissed all the women who were twisted and shown.

"The song is old, and my brother is also old, how can you be like you, ten years ago, things like pugs, they all looked like dogs, and they were powerful."

One-eyed sighed, staring at Zhou Yong, full of disdain.

"It's not because of the one-eyed brother, thanks to you, I am where I am today."

A hint of sharpness flashed in the corner of Zhou Yong's eyes, and he was instantly covered by a rich smile, and sat down opposite One-eye.

"Hmph, rely on me, when you reach the age where you can't afford to play, you will know that your face is not even a fart."

One-eyed snorted coldly, his rough and yellow skin shook, and his expression stiffened, like a dead corpse talking.

"Yellow hair, cut out your tongue."

Zhou Yong's face sank, and his smile suddenly fell, he knew the habit of one eye, and only hoped that a tongue could kill him.

Hearing Zhou Yong's scolding, Huang Mao's face turned white.

He didn't expect One-Eye to be so vicious, and he just said a few words, which made people dumb.

But he understands the rules of the road better than anyone else.

Seeing that Zhou Yong was still staring at him, Huang Mao gasped a few breaths, screamed strangely, directly took out a dagger, pulled his tongue with one hand, raised the knife in his hand, and the blood flashed, a scarlet tongue fell to the ground, and he almost fainted in pain.

This yellow hair is also a ruthless person, picked up the broken tongue, gagged his mouth with a towel to stop the bleeding, stood up stiffly, his eyes were fixed on one eye, and the fierce light appeared.

"Brother One-eyed, children are not sensible, I will teach you a lesson."

Zhou Yong turned his head to look at One-Eye, smiling.

"This kid's mouth is a little stinky, but he has a pair of smart eyes, which are very good for drinking."

One-eyed licked his lips and looked at Huang Mao, as if he was selecting ingredients in a hotel, and ticked Huang Mao's eyes into the recipe.

After listening to the one-eyed, Huang Mao was directly cold, tears rolled down, turned his head to look at Zhou Yong, and whined desperately, like a local dog about to be sent to the slaughterhouse begging for mercy from his master.

Zhou Yong's eyelids jumped slightly, and then he raised his hand without looking back, and two fierce men in suits pulled over to the room on one side with yellow hair.

Although Huang Mao is his own nephew.

But at this moment, One-Eye is closer than his own father.

With a scream like a pig, someone soon brought a glass of blood-red wine to the one-eyed table.

In the wine mixed with blood plasma, two round eyes jumped up and down, making people feel frightened.

There was a sound of saliva swallowing at the scene, and everyone looked at the one-eyed eyes with no other variegated colors except fear.

Even Long Zhen's two daughters turned their heads away, not daring to look directly at the one-eyed.

"Tell me about the situation here."

One-eyed picked up the wine glass and took a sip lightly, enjoying it all over his face.

"Brother One-Eyed, the situation is basically the same as what I said on the phone, but just now, when I was releasing water to the mountain spring, I died four more subordinates, and there were no wounds on my body, I suspect that it was a monster, and the idea is a little tricky."

Seeing that One-Eye went straight to the point, Zhou Yong hurriedly told the situation.

"Cut, if it's not tricky, will you look for me, since I touched the tomb with Lao Tzu once, you kid can endure it, and you want to go it alone."

One-eyed glanced at Zhou Yong, his face full of disdain.

"How can I do it alone, one-eyed brother, I also got the news of the road, so I ran here to search for five years, and as soon as the news is implemented, I will notify you to come over."

Zhou Yong smiled unabated, and swore by what he said.

"You kid knows what you have to think about it, the old rules, I'll take what I like, and the rest will be yours."

One-eyed squinted slightly, like a feeding vulture, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"That's nature, everything is for you to pick first."

Zhou Yong looked at the empty wine glass on the table, and was inevitably a little uncomfortable, so he had to open his mouth as wide as possible to make himself look less fake.

"Ten years ago, Lao Tzu sold you three pure yin virgins, but the one with the best qualifications killed you, you didn't do these two."

One-eyed smacked his mouth, his sharp eyes roamed over the two daughters of Long Zhen, looking at the skin and rounded lines under the shawl, his eyes were full of greed.

"How dare I do it, I'll keep it for you."

Zhou Yong smiled crookedly, turned his head to look at the second daughter of Long Zhen, and greeted, "Serve this one-eyed lord well." ”

The two girls glanced at each other, whether they wanted to or not, only Zhou Yong obeyed, so they had to answer and walk towards the one-eyed.

"Hahaha, don't disturb me before seven o'clock in the evening."

The one-eyed monster laughed, got up from his seat, grabbed the waist of the second daughter with both hands, and walked to the private room on the second floor.

Zhou Yong smiled and nodded, and waited for the one-eyed figure to disappear on the second floor before his hands clenched into fists and hammered on the table with resentment in his eyes.