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The three of them suddenly felt a chill behind them, and a chill stretched from their backs to their heads. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A dark shadow didn't know when it had come behind the three of them, and stood quietly without saying a word.

The three of them subconsciously turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man with an expressionless face.

"Who are you?"

"I heard... You want to charge protection money for coming to the bar?" the middle-aged man's lips opened slightly, and he made an eerie voice.

"How... What?" The three of them glanced at each other, pulled out of formation, and surrounded the middle-aged man in the middle.

They felt an extremely cold feeling from the middle-aged man, as if they were facing a corpse.

"Hey, hey, hey...."The middle-aged man grinned, his smile unusually creepy in the dimly lit bar.

The three strong men suddenly regretted agreeing to allow the man to come here to make trouble, for a few thousand dollars to offend the legendary Solferam who likes to drink human blood, is it worth it?

"Pretend to be a ghost! Hurry up and call Salferam out!" a strong man yelled desperately in order to embolden himself, and it seemed that only by shouting with all his might could he scare the other party.

Crash!

The pistol was loaded, and having a gun in hand made the three of them more courageous.

The eyes in the bar, which were either cloudy or shrewd, all stared at the middle-aged man surrounded by three people, and they all sweated for him.

These three people are obviously outlaws, and if they say they kill someone, they will kill people, and in the dark world of the underground station, no one has come out to seek justice.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's figure moved, fluttering and flickering, like a ghost.

As if he just turned in place, he saw the guns in the hands of the three people flying into the air together, followed by several screams.

"Ahh

"How... What's going on?"

The palms of the three of them were bloody, and the few fingers that grabbed the gun were all missing, and even a few dazzling bone stubbles were left on the palms.

There was a slight commotion in the bar, and no one could see the scene better than they did.

The palms of the three strong men were as if they had been torn apart by unknown claws, and they were miserable.

Bang! Bang!

Three more muffled sounds.

Before the three of them could scream, they were kicked in the stomach by a middle-aged man, curled up on the ground like shrimp, and no longer had any ability to resist.

Three black men, strong like cattle in the eyes of ordinary people, can't even resist a move in the hands of some emaciated middle-aged people.

"Boss!" the maid stepped forward lightly at this time and nodded at the middle-aged man.

It turned out to be the boss Thor? Everyone gasped, no wonder he didn't have any fear in the face of the three of them.

"Hmm!" the middle-aged man's eyes twinkled, and he glanced at some dark corner.

Immediately, several young men with gloomy faces came out, dragged the three strong black men on the ground to the ground, and walked to the back door.

Their results can be imagined, and they are probably the same as the troublemakers who were drained of their blood in the past.

The middle-aged man's back made the customers in the bar shudder, and they even had to be careful to swallow and spit.

The bar provided them with a variety of cheap drinks, but if they annoyed the bar's owner, Solferham, they would die a terrible death.

It's just that the middle-aged man is motionless at the moment, and he feels a little wrong.

It's been many years since anyone dared to come to Saul's bar to make trouble, and even those underworld bigwigs on the ground know whose territory this is, and what forces are behind Saul Ferram.

"You.... Is it Solferam?"

As Thor frowned in thought, a playful voice erupted from the dark corner of the bar.

Everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to the owner who made the sound, a W-E bearded Oriental with a pair of radiant eyes.

Thor immediately turned around and stared in the direction of the bearded man as if he were facing a great enemy.

The bearded man shook the inferior brandy in his hand, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at him with a smile.

"Are they your people?" Thor was clever enough to say the truth.

The bearded man pouted: "Yes!

The three strong black men were indeed working for him, but they were not his people, and to put it bluntly, they were just bait.

Bang Dang!

The door of the bar was slammed open again, and a murderous young man entered, carrying two large swords that shone with cold light, and the smell of blood was all over his body.

There was some panic in the bar, and at this point everyone knew that something was wrong.

If you dare to make trouble at Saul's Bar, you must be prepared.

"Let's go!" many guests whispered to each other, bending down along the dark corner, quickly towards the exit.

"Run, looks like it's time for a fight!"

Even when these people escaped, they were very cautious, for fear that too big a move would provoke the two fierce and vicious people. zu most... New T Chapter 4 * Section Z6 on Y Cool Craftsman * Net

Wipe!

Wipe!

Wipe!

The young man who entered was naturally Fang Datong, he had a cruel smile on his face, and kept rubbing the double knives in his hands, sparking out a spark.

And the four Blood Sword team members lined up and stood outside the door of the bar, not allowing anyone to enter.

After a few minutes, the guests in the bar had almost fled, leaving only an empty room and muffled vulgar music.

Thor remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the bearded middle-aged man, his whole body on guard, he knew that the other party was by no means easy to match.

The bearded man was Chen Qi, and the three black strong men were the bait he hired.

"Your blood clan has been hidden underground for so long, the scale must be very large, right?" Chen Qi put down his wine glass.

Thor's pupils shrank suddenly, the other party actually knew that he was a blood clan, so he must have come not well, who is it?

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Thor naturally wouldn't admit it, and glanced at the maid as he spoke.

The barmaid's palm crept under the bar.

Chen Qi didn't stop it, his purpose was to wipe out the blood clan, and it was best to have a few masters, so that it would be enjoyable to kill.

Chen Qi put down the wine glass and suddenly said, "Thor! your patriarch Borhan is dead!"

The news shook Saul's ears and he was dizzy.

Borhan had been missing for a whole day, without any news, which was already very abnormal, and hearing Chen Qi's words at this moment immediately caused everyone's panic.

"What?" Thor could no longer calm down, and suddenly bared his teeth and shouted fiercely, "Who the hell are you?"

At this moment, there was a noise from the ground, and then a small door in the dark of the bar burst open, and more than a dozen figures rushed out.

"Thor, what's wrong?"

"Someone making trouble?"

The figures shouted loudly, and their sharp eyes glanced around the bar, and immediately noticed that something was wrong.

Fang Datong's eyes lit up: "The one who sent him to death is here!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed out, and before everyone could react, they saw two dazzling cold lights coming into the air.

These two cold lights came too suddenly, and the few people who rushed out only felt that their eyes lit up, and they found that their heads were flying into the sky.

A few of them wondered why their bodies were still standing on the ground, and then they fell into eternal darkness.