We were waiting at an empty table at the innermost part of the bar, with a bottle of beer in front of each of us.

Li Tao and Huang Rong left early, on the grounds that Huang Rong wanted to use a computer, and Li Tao's newly bought house was renovated with broadband.

Before leaving, I repeatedly told Huang Rong to lock the bedroom door when she went to bed at night.

Prevent pigs from touching the bedroom in the middle of the night to arch cabbage.

Huang Rong's answer made my jaw drop to the ground.

She said: When the cabbage is ripe, you must pick it in time, otherwise it will rot in the ground.

This time, a person came here to make the pig arch well.

Li Tao grabbed Huang Rong's waist, and the two left.

Bingyi spent the whole night fiddling with his phone.

What is he doing? I seem to be able to guess eight or nine, but I'm not sure.

Silver butterflies on the dance floor sing soothing love songs into the microphone.

At the table closest to the dance floor, a thin, twine-haired boy like a twine rod held his wine glass to look for the silver butterfly.

Every time Huang Mao and Silver Butterfly finished speaking, Silver Butterfly always took the wine glass handed by Huang Mao and walked out of the dance floor to the table to salute a young man wearing a blue tight shirt and shaving his head.

It seems that this little flathead should be the soul figure on the table, and Huang Mao entered the dance floor with a wine glass, which should be for the silver butterfly to toast the little flathead.

To tell the truth, the silver butterfly looks quite beautiful, but it smells of red dust on its body, and its lips are dyed fiery red.

The girls who sing in the bar should be the same as the performers in the ancient Qinglou, and they don't make much money. When you meet a man like Huang Mao, you have to give a few thin noodles, and no one can offend.

I looked around the bar, and many of the tables were filled with people, men and women, with wine and dried fruit in front of them.

Each of them fiddled with the rim of the glass in front of him with his hand, and the people at the tables closest to me were all staring blankly.

They don't feel like they're coming to a bar waiting for an encounter.

This may be an abbreviation for the stressful life of young people in the city.

The bar was such a magical place, I didn't like to drink and I didn't have the stress of other young people in the city to deal with, but I stayed here and never left.

Entering midnight, the silver butterfly sang the tears of the dancing girl on the dance floor, the song was very sad and devoted, it seemed that she was moved by true feelings.

I can't guess what she was going through, and I don't know where she's going to be.

Since ancient times, silver butterflies have grown beautifully, and they are also very charming and sexy. There is a smell of red dust on her body, and a woman like this is deeply liked by men.

Silver Butterfly finished singing the Dancing Girl Tears, and her team began to pack their things.

After watching today's performance, this is the end, and under the persecution of Huang Mao, Silver Butterfly took the wine glass handed over by Huang Mao to salute Xiao Pingtou.

I have to say that Silver Butterfly is really a scene, and there is no psychological reaction from her facial expressions.

But as far as I can see, Huang Mao's behavior is quite annoying. A group of yourselves go to the bar for a drink.

Some of you treat Xiao Pingtou as a person, but others don't necessarily treat him as a guest.

You can toast once, why do you ask the girls to toast Xiao Pingtou again and again, you take yourself too seriously.

That's it for the small flat head, and the grade is not very high. Huang Mao held the wine glass to the dance floor and asked the silver butterfly to come down and toast, but he didn't stop it.

And every time Silver Butterfly toasted him, he gladly accepted it.

A waiter at the bar walked onto the dance floor, picked up the microphone and started talking.

The waiter said that the next game session was the auction session. The auction is a limited-edition, plush toy produced by The Walt Disney Company.

The starting price is 1,000 RMB.

I have to admire Xiao Qi for being really a talent in management.

Make such an auction at this time. A lot of the drinks in the bar were brought by women, and they were all about the same at this time.

Men want to do it in front of women, and then they use the strength of alcohol to be impulsive.

Willing to spend money for women is the most direct manifestation of a man's strength.

These two key points were all handled by Xiao Qi just right.

Silver Butterfly packed up her things and didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he found a free table and sat down.

It seems that there used to be auctions in the bar every night, and Silver Butterfly probably wanted to wait until the auction was watched before leaving.

But I always feel that the reason why she didn't leave was also arranged by Xiao Qi.

After all, a beauty like Silver Butterfly can also pull men's consumption by staring at it.

The auction began, and the waitman took a plush toy more than half a meter long, and the starting price was 1,000, and the price was added to 500 at one time.

I was completely stunned, the auction was so intense, I didn't quite understand, let alone spend money, even if I gave me that stuffed animal in the waiter's hand for nothing.

The price has risen all the way to 45,000, the money is so easy to make, when I was a child, at home, my parents turned their faces to the loess, and they couldn't earn 45,000 yuan in a year.

Today is really an eye-opener, it turns out that it is so easy to make money, it is really poverty that limits my horizons.

No wonder Xiao Qi is so valued by Brother Tian, just this hand, ordinary people can't do it, and they can achieve this kind of business.

I looked up for Xiao Qi, I wanted to see what he was doing at this time.

It didn't take much effort for me to raise my head and find Xiao Qi, who was sitting in a seat not far away, looking at me with a smile.

Xiao Qi saw that I was looking up at him, and tapped his fingers on the table to deliver a message to me.

What I interpreted meant was: The boss helped to call a price, and directly shouted 100,000.

At this time, Xiao Pingtou's voice just fell, and he shouted a 55,000, but there was obvious anger in his tone.

It is estimated that the price of 55,000 has reached the price he can afford.

The position of Silver Butterfly is very close to him, and it is estimated that he can shout this price because of Silver Butterfly.

Xiao Pingtou wants this plush toy is bound to get, at this time Xiao Qi asked me to shout the price to 100,000, this is not for me to make enemies, and besides, I want this plush toy, there is no use at all.

If I really shout the price of 100,000, there will definitely be a battle with Xiaopingtou tonight.

I also tapped my fingers directly on the table and asked: Brother Qi, you asked me to shout 100,000, didn't this make me directly slap Xiao Pingtou's face?

This plush toy is worth a penny, and it's useless for me to ask for it.

Xiao Qi: You took a picture of this plush toy and gave it to the female singer, today is her birthday.

Me: Don't make a fuss, she's not my type, why should I give her a birthday present?

Xiao Qi: This female singer has been singing with us for a long time, she is Dong Tianli's own niece, her name is Butterfly, Dong Tianli is a niece, he likes this niece very much.

If you have a good relationship with her, you will have the opportunity to enter Dong Tianli Casino.

The little flathead you just mentioned is the son of the director of the city transportation bureau. It's a second-generation official. In the underground society of the city, there is a certain status of the rivers and lakes.

He came every night just to hold the butterflies.

Although the butterfly is very calm on the surface, she hates this little flat-headed in her heart, but she is afraid of this kid's status in the rivers and lakes.

Me: There are so many people, why do you have to make me shout?

Xiao Qi: Li Tao left, and in the afternoon I told Bingyi to ask him to shout at night, but this kid has kept his head down until now and has not looked up at me.

Toulang Feng, squad leader, none of the four of them know sign language. I can't get the message across.

Me: You don't arrange a waiter in advance, do you?

Xiao Qi: How can it be difficult for those waiters, who of them dares to offend this little flathead, and they don't want to mix in the local area.

I thought about what Xiao Qi said, and it didn't seem like he was deliberately manipulating me. Xiao Qi and Bingyi are not like a few of them, their credibility in my heart is still positive?

I learned from the people who were bidding in front of me to raise their hands and shout 100,000.

Sure enough, my voice caught everyone's attention.

Even far away from me, those people stood up and looked at me.

This feeling of being watched is not good, like being called to the podium by a teacher to punish me when I was a child.

I saw Little Flathead stand up and look in my direction. The young men who were sitting with him all stood up and demonstrated violently to my side.

Huang Mao even picked up a beer bottle and pointed it at me and began to scold, you are tired of being crooked, do you know who we are?

Jiulai sat next to me and stood up, pointed at Huang Mao and said: If you have money, you can ask for it, and if you don't have money, don't chirp here.

Jiulai is really a good brother, he can't find any fault in him, he puts his posture very low.

When we were in the army, we were really comrades-in-arms, good brothers who could give each other's backs.

On the outside he always treated me like the boss, and he didn't allow any stranger to be disrespectful to me.

Huang Mao was speechless, so he began to stretch out his arms and legs, he carried an empty wine bottle in his hand, and began to point at Jiulai with the wine bottle.

I pulled an iron ball from the magnet belt around my waist and held it in my hand.

Huang Mao scolded and scolded, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and began to raise the wine bottle, I don't know if he had the guts to throw the wine bottle over.

But I can't give him a chance to fly bottles, because I feel like it's going to affect the business in the bar.

The distance between the two tables between us was not very far, more than ten meters, and just as Huang Mao raised the wine bottle above his head, I raised my hand and flew out with an iron bead.

There was a crackling sound, and the whole bar fell silent. The wine bottle in Huang Mao's hand was only the spout of the wine bottle.

The movement of my hand raising my hand towards the yellow hair was fully visible to the other party.

Huang Mao first looked at the spout of the bottle he was holding in his hand, and then at the wine bottle forks scattered all over the ground.

The iron ball I threw out hit the wine bottle in Huang Mao's hand and fell to the ground along with the broken wine bottle fork.

The iron beads fell on the marble floor again and again, and bounced up again and again, making a thumping sound, and the sound became more and more rapid.

Xiao Qi appeared next to Xiao Pingtou and Huang Mao at the right time. He pointed at me and looked at me from time to time, explaining something to Xiao Pingtou.

Xiao Pingtou and the people at the Huangmao table stood up and left, and when they left, they all squinted their eyes and tilted their heads to look at me, I knew that this beam was finished.

I'm sure if it weren't for the hand I just showed and smashed the beer bottle with an iron ball, they might have put me here right now.

After Xiao Qi sent Xiao Pingtou and Huang Mao away, he entered the dance floor again, took the microphone in the waiter's hand, and said to everyone.

I'm sorry, it was just a small episode, I hope you don't mind and keep drinking.

This is the end of today's auction, this Disney limited edition plush toy was auctioned for 100,000 yuan by the eldest brother surnamed Jin.

Xiao Qi said the eldest brother surnamed Jin while pointing to the corner of my side.

Brother Jin knows that today is Miss Butterfly's birthday, and Brother Jin has long admired Miss Butterfly, so he specially took a picture of this plush toy today and gave it to Miss Butterfly.

Xiao Qi took the plush toy from the waiter's hand, walked out of the dance floor and handed the plush toy to the butterfly.

The butterfly took the stuffed animal, held it in her arms, and turned to me to make a blessing.

I picked up the beer bottle on the table, threw it into my mouth, and raised it at her.

Why is this so similar to the food shop at the entrance of the high school before, and I watched those videos.

How do I feel so much like the social tycoon of the old Shanghai when I went to Paramount to win the popular lady.

The next scene in the movie should be a subordinate lighting a cigarette for me with a 100 yuan bill.

I looked up just in time to meet Feng Shaobo, who made a look of disdain at me. I read from his expression that I really didn't expect you to like this genre.

Xiao Pingtou and their table left, and the bar seemed to be quieter suddenly, and soothing piano music was playing from the speakers.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly noticed a butterfly coming towards me. There was an empty seat next to me, and she came to me and didn't sit down, just stood and said to me, thank you Brother Jin, thank you for your birthday gift, I like it very much.

I feigned startled, reached over a stool next to me, motioned for her to sit down, and said no thanks.

Butterfly said that it was not early, she was leaving, and she just wanted to say thank you to me, thank me for the gift, and then remind me that the people at the table just now were not easy to mess with.

Butterfly told me that the little flat-headed man at the table just now was surnamed Yang, and his father was the local director of the transportation bureau.

After thanking the butterfly for her kind prompt, he watched her leave. After close contact, I feel the breath of the butterfly, which is suitable for being a confidant, suitable for a lover, but not suitable for being a wife.

After the butterfly left, many individual customers also left.

I also began to hesitate, whether to leave now, I have to go back to Aunt Mao's house at night.

Suddenly, my left eyelid flickered.

I glanced at the military waterproof watch on my wrist. The deduction began at today's hour.

The last time my eyelids jumped, it was the old stick that fired a cannon on the stone on the road of my house.

I'll finish the deduction according to the current year, month, day, and hour. The result of the deduction is to add a comparison, which is the meaning of brother in the deduction of eight characters.

To add a parallel, that is to add a brother.

If you count Uncle Wang's son Wang Sicheng, I should have two younger brothers. I really don't understand what it means to add a brother to the deduction result?

Thinking crankily in my head, shouldn't my mother remarry again? Phew, I quickly shook my head and drove away these unreliable thoughts in my head.

I declined their request to let me stay. I got up and left the bar.

Aunt Mao's house is not too far from the bar. As I exited the bar, I wrapped the collar of my down jacket tightly.

Because I was going home, I asked Xiao Qi to help me buy a down jacket in advance, because it was too rigid to wear a military uniform outside.

North On winter nights, the streets are covered with compacted snow in the early hours of the morning. The north wind blows snow foam on your face, keeping you from opening your mouth.

I held the pockets of my down jacket in both hands and lowered my chin deep into the collar of the down jacket that stood up.

I was walking forward when suddenly a familiar sound came into my ears, a sound that was all too familiar to me, the sound of physical confrontation.

This kind of physical confrontation sound can only be made when arms and legs, body and body collide.

Moreover, both sides of the collision must have strong strength, and use such a great force to fight physically, and the body must have a certain strength, otherwise the body will be damaged.

Fighters like us, who have been beaten on the training ground, have such strength and physical strength.

Both sides of the fight were quiet, just a thumping sound when bodies collided.

The sound came from the alley not far ahead, mixed with the north wind, and if I wasn't too familiar with this sound, I wouldn't have cared at all.

I pretended to be a resident of that alley, and I wanted to enter the alley, and I stood at the mouth of the alley.

At the mouth of the alley were two groups of people fighting. Judging from the figure and dress alone, they are not Chinese.

There are street lamps in the alley, and with the help of the dim light of the street lamps, one of them can be seen to have a big beard, and this group of people has obvious shadows of Middle Easterners.

The other group was burly with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, and was clearly Caucasian.

There were two people fighting, and with a bang, their fists bumped together, and then both of them quickly took two steps back.

Behind each of them stood three accomplices. They didn't do anything after they separated.

The white man copied American English, first called out the Middle Eastern's name, and then said a lot of words to the Middle Eastern.

The subjects we are training now also include English speaking training. But American English is spoken so fast that I can only understand a rough idea.

After listening to the Caucasian man, I was taken aback.

Because of the name he called, I had just seen the introduction of this person not long ago.

He is the number 2 man of the terrorist Taliban. I didn't fully understand the long list of American English that the white man just spoke, but it probably meant about the 911 terrorist attacks.

Just a few months ago, the United States experienced a terrorist attack that shocked the world.

The military, science and technology economy has always been the world's number one superpower, and even the United States, which did not fall into a single bullet in the second world war.

Disgraced in front of the whole world, with great damage. Thousands of people were killed and wounded, the World Trade Center collapsed, and even the Pentagon in the United States was attacked.

The terrorist attack was planned by bin Laden, the world's number one terrorist organization. The United States is looking for this man with a high bounty around the world.

I really didn't expect that the two groups of people who are fighting now are the No. 2 people in the Americans and al-Qaeda.

If the Americans can catch the Middle East in front of them, they may be able to find out bin Laden's hiding place through interrogation.

Before I could recover from the shock, I heard a shrill motor roar coming towards us, and I quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Sure enough, a high-powered Hummer off-road vehicle stopped at the mouth of the alley, and a total of 5 people got down from the car and the driver.

Four of the five people who got out of the car were foreign faces, and the other Asian face was a big bald head, and the two people who walked in front were wearing black sunglasses at night.

The two people wearing sunglasses at the front of the walk are all too familiar to me.

Because the reason why they wear sunglasses is all because of me, isn't this the third or fourth person in the red light mercenary group, the spotted tiger and the spotted leopard?

Some time ago, my brothers and I had just defeated a grouper at the shooting range.

In that battle, because a pistol high-explosive bomb exploded and damaged one eye, he never disappeared, and I thought he had left China through some channel, but I didn't expect to reappear here tonight.

Because I had seen Song Changquan before, I thought that the spotted leopard would also be here, but the spotted leopard did not appear at the shooting range last time.

Originally, I thought that the spotted leopard had lost his position in the organization because he lost one eye and was not reused by the red light mercenary organization, and the spotted leopard did not contact him when he came to China.

It seems that many of my previous thoughts were wrong. The spotted leopard did not leave China after losing an eye, and the spotted leopard did not lose its position in the organization after losing an eye.

I don't know why, the spotted leopard didn't follow the last time I went to the shooting range.

I don't understand why the red light people are here, which side are they here to help?

Before enlisting in the army, I heard Li Tao say that the red light mercenaries were hired by the U.S. government to go to all countries in the world to assassinate, and the group of students of the Hunter School who participated in the interrogation of cryptography experts.

But on second thought, these mercenaries are just in the service of money. Anyway, I bumped into it today, and I said that I couldn't let them leave again.

China has always been a big country that advocates peace, and we oppose terrorist attacks.

I'm alone now, and I'll have to wait a little while to reappear anyway. Because it would be in my best interest to wait for a while to reappear.

If the Red Light is here to help the Americans, then they will clean up the al-Qaeda guys in a while, and then I'll go and kill the Red Light members.

I don't think the Americans will come to the aid of the German mercenaries. If you make enemies with Chinese soldiers on Chinese soil, then you still want to leave China, which is simply looking for abuse.

If the red light is here to help al-Qaeda, that's for the best. The addition of a red light will directly upset the balance of numbers on both sides.

When the time comes, I will kill two birds with one stone, both cleaning up the red light and helping the Americans capture the members of the base.

If I had helped these American brothers, they would have been grateful to me.

At that time, the US top level knows that in the process of arrest, the Chinese will definitely thank the Chinese government, of course, these must not let the media know, must do a good job of secrecy, otherwise al-Qaeda will also hold a grudge against China.

I came out of the darkness, and I was going to cut off the back of the red light. When the five people got off the bus just now, the sweat carriage did not turn off.

The car did not turn off, proving that the keys were still on it, and someone should have driven the car away soon.

When the five men walked into the alley and away from the car, I quickly pulled the door open and got into the car, driving away in the Hummer and driving to the bar.

Entering the bar, I made a general military gesture of preparing for battle, then turned around and walked out of the bar again.

Soon the team was assembled, right at the door of the bar, and I introduced the mission in a few short sentences and gave the order to fight.

I said: There are three groups of people in the alley not far ahead, one is American, one is Saudi, and one is German red light mercenaries.

The leader of the Saudis is Mohammed, the number two of al-Qaeda who launched the terrorist attack on the United States a few months ago.

Seventh brother, you stay, and immediately call the chief to report the situation here. And asked the chief for resources to find a way to seal off the entire street and not allow any private cars to enter. The people with red lights have large-caliber pistols in their hands.

We can't give them a chance to take hostages, and then we won't end well.

The wolf has the keys in the car, and you drive this Humvee to hide the car, and inform all the taxis in your company that before dawn, as long as they are stopped by foreigners, they will refuse to take them, and these people can only get out of this place on foot, without any means of transportation.

The others followed me for a run, and we turned around and headed for the scene of the incident.

There were a few sharp brakes, several vans pulled up on the side of the road, and a large group of young people with baseball bats and beer bottles came out of several cars.

Seeing that the leaders were Huang Mao and Xiao Pingtou, we all understood what was going on.

Now I have more important things to do, but I don't have time to deal with these chores.

Huang Mao walked at the front, with an exaggerated expression, scolding and scolding, shaking his head and tail towards me, walked up to me, and stretched out a finger to point at my chest.

I didn't even hear what he was swearing, so I reached out and grabbed his outstretched fingers and slammed them.

Huang Mao let out a scream and knelt directly in front of me, and the finger he stretched out was bent backwards at a strange angle.

The moment I strained, I heard the snapping of bones in my fingers.

I didn't let go of my hand holding Huang Mao's fingers, and I kicked on the spot one side and kicked on the chest of Xiao Pingtou not far behind Huang Mao.

One second Xiao Pingtou's body was still walking forward, and the next second he forced me to change direction, and he flew out upside down and smashed directly on the front windshield of the van.

We walked straight through this group of young people who had just gotten out of the car. Their presence only disrupted the formation in which we were advancing. After passing through them, we automatically formed a column and rushed forward.

After passing by this group of young people, across the road, I found a red luxury car, and the moment I rolled up the window, I saw a woman with a silver butterfly on her head.