For five minutes, the two or three thousand guests fled cleanly, and the whole venue was silent, except for the twenty or thirty corpses of thugs on the ground, and the few thugs who were trampled by the fleeing crowd and lay on the ground wailing.

The other more than 100 thugs and Zhou Xianbai watched from across the entire dance floor.

Zhou Xianbai's white clown mask was dripping blood, flowing down his pointed chin, and round blood beads were dripping on the ground, splashing small blood flowers.

Adds a lot of spooky colors to the whole bar.

Only the lights on the top of the dance floor were still flickering and dangling, which could be regarded as relieving the atmosphere of this terrifying battlefield.

Just as Zhou Xianbai was about to continue to attack those gangsters, he suddenly heard a noisy footsteps behind him.

Zhou Xianbai looked back, and a dense figure appeared at the gate of the bar, and the black pressure looked like there were five or six hundred people, all of them were gangsters with weapons, and some of them looked like gangster leaders, and their strength reached the first and second ranks.

Zhou Xianbai's heart suddenly sank, and he secretly said badly.

Although he expected that he would raid the bar today, the other party would have been prepared, but he didn't expect the other party's preparation to be faster than he imagined.

Zhou Xianbai thought that after he had to attack a few more bars, they would only appear when he was ready to move the nightclub, but he didn't expect that as soon as he touched the big bar, these people would arrive at such a fast speed, and it was only five minutes.

That means that these guys were prepared in advance and deliberately squatted themselves here.

But Zhou Xianbai didn't panic, he was originally here to keep it today, sooner or later he had to fight with the gangsters of the Chaoren Gang, since Zhou Xianbai dared to come alone, then he naturally wouldn't run away so easily, and if he didn't collapse the Chaoren Gang and scrap it, Zhou Xianbai would not give up.

Even if it is injured, it will not hesitate to do so.

Even if the consumption of strength is too large, it is really impossible to defeat the other side, Zhou Xianbai believes that there is no problem in escaping with his own strength, and Zhou Xianbai has already formulated his own escape route before attacking.

What I have to do now is to give it a go and damage the people of the Hipster Gang to the greatest extent, which is the most troublesome thing for the Hipster Gang.

Just when Zhou Xianbai was thinking in his heart, a large group of people had already surrounded the gate of the bar, and the originally wide gate of more than ten meters was blocked by the number one hundred and ten.

And the back door behind was also blocked by more than a hundred gangsters, and Zhou Xianbai had no way out.

Wait for a group of thugs to surround the bar.

At the back of the members of the Hipster Gang, one or two figures slowly separated the crowd and walked to the front.

What imprinted into Zhou Xianbai's eyes was the boss of the hipster gang who threatened his father's life at the beginning, the middle-aged man who was five big and three thick, and he heard those gangsters call him Brother Biao at that time.

And the familiar gangsters who insulted and bullied their father and son at that time were also here.

Zhou Xianbai sneered in his heart, great, all of these old acquaintances are here, since this is the case, then take them all in one fell swoop, and he will personally chop off Brother Biao's head to avenge his father.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xianbai was not in a hurry, he simply pulled a thick stool from the side, sat on it with a big stab, stood on both sides of the chair with two machetes, looked at each other very calmly, not timid at all, and didn't seem to take the other party in his eyes.

Brother Biao put on a black dress and strode in, and when he saw Zhou Xianbai sitting calmly on the chair, he was a little stunned for a while.

With Brother Biao's strength, it is natural to see Zhou Xianbai's martial arts strength, a second-class martial artist.

Seeing the other party's calm appearance, and then looking at the corpse of his subordinates lying on the ground, his brows gradually wrinkled, the other party has the strength to fight hard with his hipster gang, and he is so ruthless, only enemies can do this kind of thing, the other party picks his own bar to start, it is obvious that he wants to cut off his own financial route.

Although he has a lot of enemies, most of them are small gangs and factions that are not in the climate, they don't have any decent combat effectiveness, and they are also cowardly, they don't have the courage and courage to go against themselves at all, and there are only a few gangs that have the strength to go against themselves, but Brother Biao searched his memory, and he didn't have the right character in front of him at all.

The strength of the second-class martial arts is already a decisive force in this kind of local gangsters, and their Chaoren Gang has three second-class martial artists, more than a dozen first-class martial artists, and thousands of junior brothers, which is already considered to be the upper strength in the nearby gangs.

However, in the huge CA district, it is just a small gang, and there are countless behemoths that are more powerful than them.

The forces behind some ruthless characters don't even dare to provoke him, and when he sees it, he can only hide.

For example, the neighbors of the Hipster Gang a few days ago, the Green Gang.

A few days ago, the boss of the Green Gang heard that he invited a killer to deal with the daughter of a big boss, but the big boss was angry and dispatched his bodyguards to chop off all the heads of the entire Green Gang, and put them all at the door of the Green Gang, and it was all overnight, the scene was extremely bloody and cruel, and the strength of the Green Gang and the Chaoren Gang was about the same, even Brother Biao was scared into a cold sweat when he knew it, and the existence of that level was not something they could provoke.

Samurai-level bodyguards are no less than a disaster for a small gang like them, because a gang like theirs relies on more than one person, and there are actually no strong people.

Even the strength of more than four stars is very difficult to find, if there is a strength of four stars, five stars and above, most of them have been recruited by the federal military districts, to serve the federal army, eat and drink spicy, and do nothing better than being a gangster.

As a result, there is no strong person in small and medium-sized gangs, and at most, two or three stars of martial arts support the field.

Although Zhou Xianbai covered his body with a white clown mask and a black cloak, the information that he was not old could not be concealed.

Brother Biao secretly beat the drum in his heart, he didn't know when he offended a second-class martial artist at such a young age, if he had the strength to reach the level of a second-class martial artist at his age, and when the other party reached the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, it must not be a samurai or even a martial artist-level existence?

When did he offend someone's family, Brother Biao was depressed for a while.

But this smashed his own field, and as the boss of the hipster gang, it is impossible for his field to be smashed.