The bar was peaceful all night, in fact, it was the second half of the night when people were caught by Bethune. At work the next night, Bethune met two more troublemakers.

The same routine, Bethune also has the same speed.

Hold it down, give it to Wang Qiang, and then continue to chat with Xiaoyu with a match.

On the third and fourth days, it was still the same, and more than a dozen people were arrested back and forth, but the things in the store were not much broken. Even the guests didn't come.

If the first day was an accident, then three or four days of trouble. These self-preservation factions and theorists also smelled danger.

The bar, which was originally popular, only had a few tables of customers tonight.

The original "gunsmoke" bar has also been changed to a clean tone tonight, and most of the customers come. It's not really big-hearted, it's just to see the excitement, but it is estimated that the former will not be there.

No matter how stupid you are, you will hear the wind at home.

Wang Qiang has been sitting in the office for the past few days, and he is also waiting for the opponent to play cards.

And Bethune himself can indeed be called a qualified thug, he moves faster when something happens, and often as soon as the knife is pulled out, others pounce on him.

It's a hard effort to buy trust, although it's not necessarily true faith, maybe it's worth changing some information. For example, the dirty things that Wang Qiang said about the redemption meeting a few days ago made Bai Qiuan very insightful.

As for the next exchange of fire between the two parties, Bethune didn't care even more.

Since joining the Twelve Palaces, what he has learned the most is fighting, and what he is best at is fighting. What's more, if it wasn't a firefight with the Twelve Palaces and killing some people from the Divine Sect and the Self-Preservation Sect, Bai Qiu Anxin had no burden to speak of.

"Brother Bai, will there be a fight tonight?" Xiaoyu absentmindedly wiped her wine glass. Thanks to the troubles of the past two days, she has a rare leisurely day tonight.

"I don't know, but if there's a fight, you can just run. The rest of Big Brother Bai will help you watch. Bethune touched his nose, he was called Big Brother Bai for the first time.

While being slightly excited, Bethune was also in a trance. Are you old? But thinking about Xiaoyu's age, Bai Qiu'an doesn't care about those.

As soon as the words ended, a group of people walked into the bar.

The knife was stained with blood, and several people dragged several corpses all the way to the bar.

"Look at my crow's mouth." Bai Qiu'an frowned, put down the cup as if he was half a beat, and said to Xiao Yu, "Run, you should have a refuge passage or something here." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Yu nodded, a little afraid to look at the scene over there, but couldn't help but be curious.

After looking at it, his voice trembled, "Brother Bai, you have to be careful." ”

"Don't worry, God won't kill me." Bai Qiu'an bared his teeth, and seemed to be a little runaway in front of the little girl.

But it's rare to meet a little sister in this environment.

In fact, there are not many waiters who run, and there are actually seven or eight people including Xiaoyu. One by one, the rest ran to the bar's hidden compartments and pulled out their weapons.

Wang Qiang also walked out of the office with an ugly face, he was on guard, and he didn't expect that there would be an inner ghost in his own redemption club to cut off the signal of the monitoring communication room.

Although it didn't take long to be killed, this short effort allowed the prepared enemies to rush directly into the bar.

Even if most of the fighters of the Redemption Society are in this bar, they can be played a scene of catching turtles in an urn on their own territory, and no one will have a good face.

One after another, people came out of the bar with knives all over the bar. And the entrance is constantly flooded with enemies.

The dance hall that has been deserted for the past few days has finally returned to its former crowd today, but the lights that set off the atmosphere have been replaced by long knives and killing intent, and the restless crowd has been replaced by thugs from their respective redemption societies.

It doesn't seem like much of a difference.

Wang Qiang and Xiao Zhang walked in front, and the skeleton knife in their hands was similar to Bai Qiu'an's style. It is estimated that the twelve halls produced the standard skeleton knife, and the origin naturally does not need to be thought about, it is similar to the interest organization behind Gong Wuting operating behind the scenes.

Bethune glanced at the people on his side, fortunately, they were all familiar faces he had seen in the past two days. Don't wait for a while to start beating and accidentally injuring your own people, and then in the end you will deduct yourself from a malicious hat and make yourself a street rat completely.

"Wang Qiang, brothers are not unreasonable. Now is the critical juncture of single-mindedness, you have a lot of goods hidden in your hands and can't eat them, and giving them to the brothers can also share the pressure of the twelve halls for you. ”

The opposite side opened was a man in a suit, with a polite appearance, but unfortunately it was all ruined on this mouth.

Wang Qiang sneered, "I don't see you mentioning brothers to us on weekdays, why, are you still dragging your brother's corpse to find your brother at this time?" ”

"Hey, if that's the case, then I look down on you." The man in the suit sighed, and it seemed that he was on the side of justice.

However, Bethuan was still very interested in the goods in their mouths.

Without three sentences, Wang Qiang lost his temperament and talked nonsense with them, raised his knife and pointed at it, and his voice was short and urgent.

"Kill!"

Bethune took the lead and was on the front line with Wang Qiang.

It's not that Bai Qiu'an is more focused on Wang Qiang's side, but Bai Qiu'an is afraid that after the battlefield spreads out and chaos, Bai Qiu'an will not be able to recognize his own people. But he is also a little selfish, just to vent the bad luck in his chest that has accumulated for many days.

Bethune's side is better than the crowd, while the man in the suit is more expensive.

Of course, under Bethune's knife, it is still average.

But soldier to soldier, will be general.

As soon as Bai Qiu'an killed the two of them, a short-inch man targeted him.

But it's not so much about staring at it, it's better to say that this guy has been watching himself. It's just that Bethune killed too quickly, and the two of them fell head-on, which made the short-inch man a little scared for a while.

It's just an ordinary minion to be subdued on the spot, and the elite brought is still one or two?

The short-inch man was a little unsure of Bai Qiu'an's real combat power, and he retreated in his heart.

While thinking about it, Bethune slashed through the side of the disciple and cut it on the spot. With the blood sausage, Bethuan even spun around twice in the air, so that the blood filled the surrounding space as much as possible.

The most important thing in a fight is momentum, and the way to create momentum is not only the absolute crushing combat power, but also blood and fear are naturally one of the auxiliary means.

The slightly cruel killing method, coupled with the fact that Bethune has not yet encountered an enemy in front of him.

Gradually, an uninterrupted vacuum began to appear around Bethuan.

"Bald! What are you doing there! ”

The man in the suit was distracted by the overall situation, and when he saw the killing of Bethune and the short-inch man who was cowering on the side, he couldn't help but yell. It didn't matter if he was out of breath, Wang Qiang seized the opportunity to completely turn into a passive beating situation.

The short-inch man gritted his teeth and shouted, "Rough your grandma, who is afraid of whom!" ”

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