The three of them first walked around the bar a few times and found two back doors. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Roger pinned the water pipe that he had pulled down from someone's house halfway, and then folded it in half and twisted it a few times like clockwork, completely sealing the back door.

Then he wandered back to the main entrance.

"You've sealed the back door, how do we get in... Flip through the window?" Caroline looked up at the window, and she could easily jump on.

Roger: "We're knocking. ”

Caroline was confused: "What?"

Roger shrugged his shoulders: "That's more polite..."

As he spoke, the boy reached out and knocked twice on the door and shouted, "Lulu Dafa is good!"

Caroline looked even more puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

Roger: "Connector code..."

Caroline: "How do you know the code for a place like this?"

Roger: "I don't know~"

Inside the fresh lamb, the bald fat man who had just been recruited to stay on the first floor to guard the door shook his head slightly, and the code was wrong......

If this code can be used correctly, then it will be hell!

Upstairs there is a spacious office that, although it is decorated like a private bar, has a work desk......

Men with short beards and fancy suits sit behind their desks drinking wine, while others laugh and talk by the bar, and the TV on the wall plays loud music.

The bald head pushed the door and walked in: "Boss, there is a knock on the door outside." ”

The bearded man in the suit behind the desk glanced at the fat man with a wine glass, and said unceremoniously: "What am I letting you stay below for, jerk off......"

The fat man touched his bald head with some embarrassment, and hurriedly went downstairs again.

I could faintly hear a conversation coming into my ears in the room: "Look what kind of guy you've recruited, Turvey! Is this his first time gangster?"

"It's always right to be cautious when you first come in...... By the way, Boss, this is the money I just received from Dmitry... Ha, that old pervert has already played to death two times this month. ”

The bald head pulled his face in annoyance, no matter who came outside, he decided to let the people outside the door know that the door of the tender lamb was not so easy to knock on.

"Why hasn't there been any movement, is it not open for business, no one has come?" said Caroline, grinding the soles of her shoes as she walked up and down behind her brother.

"Thinking too much... There are people on duty 24 hours a day in a place like this, so maybe it's ...... inside."

Before Roger finished speaking, the bald fat man walked out of the door from the inside, he was surprised when he saw the three dwarves covered tightly, and then lowered his head hideously: "What do you want to do here?"

"Oh~Good evening, bald~" Roger looked at the fat man's hairless head and replied in a funny tone: "I think the decoration here is good, and I want to borrow your realm for a night...... If it's convenient. ”

"Get out of here before I break your necks, little bunny! The bald head clearly heard Roger's voice still in the period of voice change.

"Oh, sorry......" Roger looked like he was leaving, but his right hand behind his back jerked out, and the pickaxe he was holding hit the crotch of his bald pants with precision.

"Kah

The boy slashed the pickaxe in a semicircle, and the not-so-sharp tip of the pickaxe drove directly into the fat man's skull.

"Look, the bald man has hair on his head~" Roger smiled as he pointed to the fat man's bald head.

Because the tip of the pickaxe was still in his head, the blood only spilled along the edges of the wound and became the "hair" in the boy's mouth.

"Alright... Get on in. Caroline pushed her brother impatiently.

Roger pursed his lips, and without pulling out his pickaxe, he hooked the fat man's head and dragged him into the house like a dead dog.

"What are we going to do now?" Alice asked coldly, drawing the decapitating blade from her skirt.

"Of course not... There's only one person you need to kill today...... That's Angus Pemby. The boy knocked the tip of the pickaxe, overturned the fat man's half-pulled skull, and smiled at the girl: "Until then, you should keep your sense of anticipation~"

"Ahh By the way, Caroline," Roger stopped as he walked in with his pickaxe, and turned back to the old lady who was about to follow, "You will stay on the first floor with Alice...... There was a knock on the door... Someone went downstairs... Don't hesitate, they probably have guns. ”

Caroline nodded solemnly, since she did it, there was no room for soft-heartedness, in case someone was discovered, it would bring endless trouble to her family.

The first floor is very open, with a dance floor, a bar, booths, and open private rooms, which is no different from a regular bar.

The staircase was behind the dance floor, and around the corner was a heavy-looking iron door locked.

Roger tried to tug twice, giving up on this for the time being.

The iron door didn't even have a keyhole on the outside, apparently with a latch pinned on the inside, an ancient anti-theft measure that had to be broken into.

The second floor was obviously a luxury box, and Roger leaned to the door one by one to listen, and only one room had faint music coming out.

"It's the ......," the boy raised an eyebrow and knocked on the door.

The men in the room all turned their heads to look at the door.

"Is anyone there?'s dinner you've ordered~" The boy muttered cheerfully at the door.

Several people looked at each other a few times and put down the wine glasses in their hands, and a man with long hair stopped opening the bottle cap in his hand and stood up: "We didn't order food!"

Then he walked to the door again, scolding the fat bald man who had just come up: "Matt!

The long-haired man scolded and opened the door, only to see a strangely dressed short man standing in the doorway with a pickaxe.

He was slightly startled, and was about to make a move, but Roger was faster than him, and the pickaxe slashed into his mouth, and the tip of the pickaxe, mixed with blood and brain, slammed out of the back of his head.

"The rusty brain-smelling pie is definitely what you ordered, you can't be wrong~" Roger happily kicked away the body of the long-haired man and pulled out the pickaxe.

"What.the.F.uck!" everyone in the room was taken aback, and they all took up their weapons, and the man sitting on the sofa by the door directly picked up the pistol next to him and pointed it at the boy's temple.

"Oh~" Roger turned his head to look at the muzzle of the black hole, and blocked it with a finger: "It's not a good option to use a gun......"

The couch man fired without hesitation, the bullet shattering the boy's fingers and passing through the left eye socket and picking up a handful of broken brains in the back of his head.

"Bang ......" Roger's arms hung down weakly, his body shook slightly in place, and it looked like he was about to fall to the ground without support.

Several people in the room relaxed.