Bazaar Nightclub.

This is the largest and most influential nightclub under the name of Jinji.

On weekdays, only some dignitaries are eligible to enter and leave it.

And today, nightclubs, which usually never close 365 days a year, actually make a rare announcement that they will not entertain guests.

It's not because it's really closed, but because his owner, Jin He, has appropriated the entire nightclub just for today's big party.

Almost all of the leaders of Kim and his command were invited.

They were all surprised.

The boss who sees the head and the tail of the dragon on weekdays is so expensive today, and he has contracted the best piece of the place, just to celebrate his brother.

But there are also many guys who know it well and know what Kim means by doing this.

They had come here with evil intentions in mind, and were ordered not to enter with any extra men.

As a result, there are only a few subordinates scattered in the entire nightclub.

If any enemy throws explosives into it at this time, it will definitely kill a gang leader directly.

Of course, the premise is that it can be found without being golden.

Under the brilliant lights, the place that originally belonged to the stripper is now occupied by a man with an exaggerated size.

He just stood on it, glancing at everyone below with a squint.

But no one dared to show any disrespect to this man.

Just because this man's name is Kim.

The owner of this Bazaar nightclub!

"Very good, no one is absent from today's event."

Jin raised his glass and spoke lightly to everyone below.

Everyone looked at him, and they didn't even dare to gasp.

Isn't there no absence?

Their leaders remember very well what happened to the guys who were absent from the last meeting.

But the boss is the boss, and the face that should be given must still be given.

I don't know who started first, but the rest of the leaders followed suit and applauded desperately in the direction where Jin He was, in order to express their admiration for Jin He.

This kind of genuine worship cannot be imitated by any emotion.

In the eyes of most of the people present, in addition to the fear of Jin Ji, there is also worship!

After all, they are afraid of it, but they still admire Jin He's methods.

They are gangsters, how can they do it if they are not ruthless or spicy?

Therefore, among Jin He's subordinates, except for those who just want to make a profit and live a good life, most of the rest are Jin He's avid fans.

This is also the reason why Jin Ji can sit so firmly in this position.

Gangsters have always worshipped the strong.

As long as your methods are ruthless and hard enough, you can gain your own followers.

And Kim is such a person.

"Boss, is the meeting going to start right now? We can't wait! ”

Someone spoke to Jin He from the audience, with a fiery look on his face.

"Yes, boss, for today's sake, many of our brothers have just thrown aside the affairs of the gang, just to have a good time tonight."

"I can't wait to fight the girls for 300 rounds!"

"Don't worry, the most important guest of honor tonight hasn't been there yet."

Kim looked at everyone and shook his head.

And at the moment when his words fell.

Everyone looked up in astonishment and looked at the flickering lights above.

Obviously, the lights were still good in the last second.

But now, it's like there's a glitch, and it's flashing there.

"Who's in charge of the usual maintenance? If there is a problem with the lamp, don't you know to check it in advance? ”

"Wait, it doesn't seem to be a problem with the circuit......"

There are weak openings of those who understand.

In a flash.

The lights dimmed completely.

Everyone was in a panic.

Only Jin He in the center of the dance floor, carrying a scepter in one hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It seems that tonight's last guest also has the habit of arriving early."

Jin He's voice came from the center of the dance floor, making everyone present stunned.

But before they could think about it, the lights were back to normal.

Once again, brilliant lights enveloped the entire nightclub.

It's just that it's different from before.

At the gate of the nightclub, there were a few more strange figures.

The bald head of the leader wore an eyepatch and smiled meaningfully at Kim.

At his feet were the unawake guards.

Obviously, there was no movement at all just now, but they were all directly put on the ground.

More than a dozen people lay in a row.

"I don't like to be late, so I'll have to come early."

Nick kicked the unconscious doorman away at his feet, then waved his hand at Kim.

And his move is undoubtedly a provocation towards Jinhe.

Which of the people present was not the leader of the gang, and in an instant, he changed his state just now, and took out the pistol he had been wearing from his pocket.

According to the previous regulations, it was definitely not allowed to bring guns to Jinhe's party.

But today, Kim has removed this rule.

Although it was not emphasized, everyone saw that they could be equipped with guns, so they secretly hid one in their pockets in case of emergency.

Of course, what they think of as unforeseen needs does not mean the current situation, but another, the last thing they want.

Faced with the situation of being pointed at hundreds of guns at the same time, Nick did not show panic, but said to Kim unhurriedly.

"Is that how you greet your guests?"

Jin He shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, this is our hospitality here, it's Jin He's hospitality!" ”

"It's true that Kim has always been known for his hospitality."

Nick was unfazed: "But if you're already big enough to win today's situation with such a few people, it's a little whimsical." ”

"Oh?"

Kim looked at Nick with interest.

Behind Nick, there were only a few people with less than a dozen people, which was completely in stark contrast to Kim and their side.

"It seems that in terms of numerical advantage, it is better to have more on my side, right?"

"No, no, no." Nick shook his index finger.

"There are not many people in the fine, and no matter how many people there are, if they are the same as paper paste, they have no meaning."

"Well said Director!"

As Nick's voice fell, a male voice rang out outside the window.

I saw a blue figure falling from the sky, breaking through the window from the outside at an extremely tricky angle.

The glass, which couldn't even be pierced by bullets, was so easily kicked by this man and turned into slag.

And the shield in the man's hand also instantly attracted everyone's attention.