The so-called tiger who doesn't enter the tiger's den, is the other party a tiger's den, in Muyang's opinion, it's just a rabbit's nest.

How keen Muyang's observation is now, he naturally saw the rolling eyes of the nose ring man, and he could also guess the nose ring man's thoughts, which was nothing more than to lead Mu Yang to the black nest, and then clean up Mu Yang.

But Muyang is afraid, hehe.

Mu Yang took a look at the environment here, and found that this place was quite remote, and Mu Yang didn't know how he came here in the first place.

But a word of advice to everyone, even in the places you think is safest, don't go alone in the middle of nowhere, dark alleys, because that's where crime is most likely to breed.

He saw the garbage pile on the corner, and Muyang thought it was a good place, there were a lot of plastic buckets and cardboard boxes.

The black Luke is lying next to the garbage heap now, Mu Yang's fingers are connected, leaving only the nose ring man, and the others are all faint, and then thrown into the garbage heap, now that it is clean and slippery here, the world is peaceful, Mu Yang feels that he has the potential to be Superman and Spider-Man, and maintain world peace.

The nose ring man covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound, he thought that Muyang had killed the four of them. The man with the nose ring was now looking at Muyang's eyes full of fear, he was afraid that the other party would also attack him.

"This is definitely a super killer, even women don't let go, it is estimated that they will let themselves go if they know that they can get money." The man with the nose ring thought tremblingly in his heart.

The Montmartre neighborhood is the most famous red light district in Paris, and to be able to be the boss of the neighborhood here, it seems that the uncle of this man with a nose ring has a lot of means.

Pierre snorted a cigar. I was standing at the window and looking out at the crowd of people who came to play in the red light district. It's all the source of his money.

Pierre was in his forties and had curly brown hair. A little blessed, but still very strong, you know, he relied on this body and brains to get in prison for the position of the boss here.

It is said that France advocates freedom, that is, these ** are free, just kidding, where is the pornography, gambling and drugs not controlled by the gangsters, and there are a few women who can solicit customers alone. Even if there were, aren't these poor women afraid of being kicked away by those men directly, so even if he Pierre doesn't look for these women, they will find them themselves to seek refuge.

It's a win-win situation, isn't it, Pierre thought proudly, but the thought of the greedy parliamentarian made him feel a little worse.

There was a knock on the door. The pit bull, who had been lying in the corner, stood up and barked, and Pierre pointed at the pit bull and whispered, "Nick, sit down." Then the chubby pit bulldog went back on his stomach.

Pierre said impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

The door opened, and one of Pierre's men walked in and said, "Boss." Nick came over with an Asian, but Nick didn't look great. ”

"What is that stupid guy doing, aren't you afraid that I will break his legs?" Pierre cursed.

It's really interesting. His pit bull and nephew's names are all named Nick, and he is really a loving uncle.

Pierre had only one older sister. Then his sister got pregnant out of wedlock and had Nick as a nephew. At first, he was still raising with his heart, but then he met a man, and his sister left Nick and ran away with that man.

Pierre did not have a wife and children, he liked to live freely, and at first he was ready to raise this nephew as an heir, but how could a child who grew up in a gang learn well, and then, Nick degenerated into a real gangster.

Fights, drinks, sucks, and looks for women all day long, but that guy inherited his father's genes that he doesn't know who it is, but he is a timid guy who can't stand up at all, this kind of character can't be done in the gang, even if he gives him the position, there will be no bones left to be eaten in the end.

Pierre finally gave up, and turned his nephew into the most useless bastard on the street, a man who spent the whole day loitering with a few garbage men, loitering on the garbage that collected some protection money and robbed a few tourists.

Pierre didn't want to see his incompetent nephew, but after all, he was a relative, and he had to care about it when he heard his subordinates say that Nick was not good now.

"What's the situation?" Pierre asked.

"Nick's face is covered in blood, and it looks like he was pressed by the Asian man, and Nick said to come to you to borrow some money." The subordinate said.

Pierre slammed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, twitched his nose, and narrowed his eyes, "An Oriental man who rushed to make trouble in the Montmartre neighborhood and beat Nick." ”

"It depends, I think so." The subordinate said.

Pierre grinned, revealing a mouth full of burnt teeth, "Looks like my lovely nephew is in some minor trouble." Let them come to my room, Denis, and tell a few men to wait outside and listen to my commands. ”

Pierre straightened his collar, sat down in the leather seat, and said, "Let me see where this Oriental man comes from." ”

Since he dared to break into his territory alone, Pierre believed that as long as the other party was not a fool, he must be prepared, and he was not a reckless character, so he also made preparations that he thought was perfect.

Denis went down to call someone, and Pierre opened the drawer, pulled out the pistol inside, loaded the safety bullet, and put it back in the most convenient drawer.

Nick came in, he was still holding his nose with his hand, although there was no more blood there, but the blood that had been left had formed a blood scab, black and purple, and it looked even more miserable.

Behind Nick, followed by an ordinary Oriental man in a plaid shirt, this person's face was calm and unwavering, and he had no fear of entering the gangster den alone, Pierre squinted his eyes again, staring carefully at the Oriental in front of him.

"Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang", the bulldog named Nick stood up and barked hard at Muyang.

"French bulldog, very cute little fellow, is he called a cow?" Mu Yang said with a smile.

"He doesn't call cows." Pierre said in a cold tone, but his eyes kept staring at Mu Yang.

"It's a pity that the skin of black and white flowers is not called a cow, but I think he will have a gentle personality like a cow." Muyang said.

"Nick loves bones, and his teeth can crush a cow's thigh bone in one bite." Pierre said.

"But I think he's very tame." After Mu Yang finished speaking, his body began to exude a fierce aura, and he looked at the bulldog who was still barking wildly. (To be continued.) )

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