If it weren't for something she couldn't solve, Jinx wouldn't have come to ask Bai Yan for help.

Moreover, there was obvious fear in Jinx's voice on the phone just now.

There are really not many things or people that can make a blood clan feel afraid.

Bai Yan squinted his eyes slightly and stepped on the accelerator.

"Boom!"

The Maybach let out a low roar, like an abyssal demon crawling into the world, bringing endless evil.

......

Memory Bar, a famous night club in Mexico's Red Light District.

It's a place of fish and snakes, dirty, and ugly, hidden under the colorful and crazy neon lights.

The place where Jinx gave Bai Yan is here.

Maybach flicked his tail in a dashing manner, parked at the door of the bar, the door opened, and Bai Yan stepped out of the car.

"Hey, man, you'll need to pay to get in here. ”

Several black men standing at the door of the bar stopped Bai Yan and looked at Bai Yan with ill will, one of them snorted at Maybach and sneered: "Also, according to our rules, that car is not allowed to park at the door, you need to pay a fine to us!"

Obviously, this group of black men regarded Bai Yan as a fat sheep.

Who can drive a luxury car here is not a fat sheep? Without bleeding once, how can they let a fat sheep leave the bar?

The Memory Bar, which is notoriously overbearing, full of beatings and dirty deals, is not a place that ordinary people can easily enter.

"Do you want to pay?"

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows and looked up at these black men.

"Yes, pay the money!"

Several big black men approached with a hideous sneer on their faces, and looked down at Bai Yan with bad intentions, this is a yellow-skinned monkey, and the yellow people are all fat sheep in their eyes!

These black men made up their minds that they would not let Bai Yan leave and enter easily.

"Originally, I wanted to give money, but today I was in a bad mood. ”

Bai Yan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Moreover, I don't like people who are taller than me. ”

These black men are all 2 meters tall, and they are looking down when they look at Bai Yan.

"So, you don't want to give money?"

"The last person who didn't follow the rules has been thrown into the river by us to feed the fish. ”

"Poor yellow-skinned monkey, do you want to be the next hapless ghost?"

The black men approached with a sneer, took out their throwing sticks from their waists, and looked at Bai Yan with malicious intent.

Nearby passers-by and gangsters who came to the bar to have fun looked at Bai Yan gloatingly.

"A bunch of garbage. ”

Bai Yan sighed.

Don't think that because you're tall, you're good at fighting.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A series of seven or eight muffled sounds came, and the group of black thugs flew out upside down one after another, and no one saw how Bai Yan made a move, only to see that this group of black men all fell to the ground, wailing one by one and unable to get up.

"Smack. ”

Bai Yan lit a cigarette, and in the eyes of a group of surprised, shocked and frightened eyes, he stepped over the black men who were rolling on the ground and constantly wailing in pain, and directly pushed the door into the bar.

"Someone's making trouble!"

"It's the yellow-skinned monkey!"

"The one who smokes!"

"Scrap him!

Before Bai Yan entered the bar, a black man shouted fiercely outside.

Several thugs leaning against the wall at the door were startled, turned their heads, and saw Bai Yan.

They shouted in English, beckoned the DJ to turn off the music, and people kept picking up the guys, coming from all directions, and the white words were roughly swept away, and there were about fifty or sixty thugs here, mostly black people who were 2 meters tall, and some were white.

The abrupt stop of the music made people dazed, and soon everyone saw Bai Yan, who was surrounded by thugs.

"Are you going to see blood?"

There are crazy foreign women who lick their lips and can't wait to watch this scene.

"Damn bastard! Who gave you the courage to come here and make trouble!"

"Yellow-skinned monkey, I will send you to Satan. ”

The thugs smirked and shouted as they stepped forward, wanting to teach Bai Yan an unforgettable lesson.

"Noise. ”

Bai Yan took a puff of his cigarette, lightly exhaled the smoke ring, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Huh!"

One of the big black men only felt that there was a flower in front of him, a light in his hand, and the slinger was gone.

Subsequently.

"Bang!bang!bang!bang!"

A series of muffled noises continued to sound, no one could see how Bai Yan did it, more than 50 thugs flew out upside down one after another, one by one fell to the ground vomiting blood, convulsions all over the body, and some people were directly in pain to the point of coma, and one move was abolished.

In just over ten seconds, in order to achieve a quick victory, Bai Yan used ancient martial arts such as the Eighteen Falls of Clothes and the Splitting Mountain Palm recorded in the "Secret Book of the Nine Realms of Martial Arts".

There is no need to use the strength of the demon identity, just relying on the strength of the human identity and ancient martial arts, Bai Yan can easily deal with this group of bar thugs.

The mild ones were in pain and could not get up.

The heavy ones broke their legs and fell unconscious.

"Gollum. ”

The black thug who was robbed of the stick not only swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but also watched this scene with a ghostly expression on his face.

"Ahhh

Some women let out excited screams, and some male bar customers exclaimed, "This is Chinese kung fu!"

"Oh buy ga!

"It's so strong!"

The exclamations in the bar came and went, and the ground was full of wailing thugs, all of whom were shocked and looked at Bai Yan with a faint fear in their eyes.

This is the only man who dares to make trouble in the memory bar and also put down a group of bar thugs alone!

Bai Yan threw away the cigarette holder, walked up to the only black thug standing, and said lightly, "Jinx, where is it?"

"Say, or die, choose one. ”

Bai Yan's tone was calm, as if he was asking him what he was going to eat tonight.

The black thug's legs trembled, and he was terrified to the extreme.

This seemingly thin yellow man has great strength!

He had no doubt that it would be harder for Bai Yan to kill him than to crush an ant.

But if it was so simple to give in, the black man felt aggrieved, and he stammered, "Do you know who our boss is? It's Jonah Domit! You beat us, and you're going to die today!"

Domint!

As soon as the black man's words came out, the customers in the bar instantly turned pale with fright, and they almost couldn't stand.

"Bloody Hand" Domit, this name can be described as thunderous in Mexico, you may not know what the headlines in Mexico City are today, but you can't not know who Domit is.

He is the underground leader of the rapid rise of the Mo City in the past ten years, he has great ability in both black and white, and his network is all over the Mo City.

It can be said that even in Rock State, Domit has great influence! In Mexico City, his words are absolute orders, and almost no one dares to disobey them, and Domit is also known as the uncrowned king of Ink City, which shows his great power and strong influence.

The "bloody hand" Domit is a terrifying existence.

"Domit?"

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Do you think that Domit can save you now?"

"What do you mean?"

The black man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the slinger in Bai Yan's hand smashed down.

"Ahhh

The black man let out a huge scream, his arm was bent and broken by Bai Yan, and his whole face was pale, and he collapsed on the ground and howled in pain.

He couldn't have imagined that Bai Yan didn't eat hard and soft at all, and Bai Yan didn't care about what his backstage was!

"Shhh

The guests in the bar gasped.

The people of the "bloody hand" Domit, he dares to fight!

Yellow people, you're done!

The guests in the bar were shocked, and they looked at Bai Yan with disbelief and pity, as if they were looking at a dead person.

That's when it happened.

"Whoa!"

A group of big men dressed in black, wearing sunglasses, and holding pitch-black submachine guns full of metallic cold luster appeared, and they poured down from the second floor, their movements were standard and fast, and they surrounded Bai Yan in an instant!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven......

In total, there were seventy-eight men in black armed with submachine guns and rifles!

They were all expressionless, and the muzzles of the black holes were all pointed at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the muscles on his body tensed instantly.

Suddenly, the audience fell silent.

Cold firearms give a sense of deadly danger and fear.

It's over, this yellow man is finished!

While some bar customers were afraid of the man in black, they also gloated in their hearts.