Yanshan County, located in the southeast of Nanyun Province, Wenshan Miao and Zhuang Autonomous Prefecture.

There are more than 10 ethnic groups such as Yao, Hui, Miao, Han, Zhuang, Yi, etc., and it is a well-known poor county in China in the nineties.

In the early years, because of the beautiful mountains and rivers around the county, the terrain was gentle, and the shape resembled a bucket inkstone.

Pingyuan Street in the county, small buildings are lined up, villas are clustered, at that time, it was regarded as a high-end, luxury car is full of streets, and there are bars, dance halls, and beauty massage rooms on the street.

The lights are bright and neon.

Yang Xiuwen stood on the streets of Pingyuan in a trance for a while, this is the nineties, and it is not too much to say that it is the twenty-first century.

Shaking his head, it seems that the criminal gang is not useless, at least it has prospered Yanshan County.

It's just that they forgot one thing, in front of the powerful state apparatus, they are just bigger ants, and if they want to use their mantis arms as a car, they will only end up in pieces, and there are no bones left.

Walking towards a bar in the center of the street, a huge sign with a circle of colorful light bulbs was installed, and there were four big characters [Sister Hong's Bar] dancing in the middle of the street.

Miji told him that Yao Kun was a frequent visitor here, and if there was nothing to do, he would stay here all day.

The proprietress of the bar is a foreign girl from Bashu, named Hao Xiaohong.

Under the care of Yao Kun, this bar was opened, and the girls in it were all recruited from Guangzhou, Bashu and other places.

It's late afternoon and there's a constant stream of people coming in and out of the bar.

But looking at the people who come in and out, they don't look like serious people. Some of them have bulging pockets in their waists, which should be guns and weapons.

Yang Xiuwen thought for a while and decided to take a look first.

First, observe the environment. Second, see if Yao Kun is there.

After all, there are a lot of people in the bar at this time, and the impact is too great.

He didn't want to make trouble, he had only one purpose, Yao Kun.

Push the door to enter, and you will be surrounded by a huge rock and roll sound in an instant, which is deafening!

The bar is not big, on the second floor, with a dance hall on the first floor and a private room on the second floor.

The first floor is about 100 square meters, and there is a small stage in the center, where several hotly dressed women twist their small waists like water snakes with the music, and throw winks at the guests sitting on the sofa around them from time to time.

A large wooden bar is on the right-hand side of the entrance, and the red light hits the bar and the wine cabinet behind the bar.

The wine cabinet is full of all kinds of foreign wines, such as Ox Tama, EXO, BAILANDI, EDK, and Futejia.

No need to ask, it's all fake.

Two male bartenders, playing with a shaker, dance up and down.

Cups, cups of liquor that I don't know what taste to taste, are poured into flared tall glasses.

Insert a slice of lemon, or a cherry.

A couple of young sexy girls bring the so-called cocktails to the coffee tables of the various guests on wooden trays.

Sweet Jiao shouted, "Boss, your drink is here." ”

The obscene guests rubbed the oil on their hands, laughed and stuffed a few colorful banknotes into the girl's arms.

Yang Xiuwen sighed, this is the damn bar in the beautiful country, the thirteenth district, the sound of dogs and horses, and the drunken gold fan.

"Little handsome guy, it's the first time I'm here! I've never seen you before! ”

A nice woman's voice came from the side.

Yang Xiuwen turned around and was startled, and a sentence came out of his mouth, "What the hell are you?"

The woman's voice is good, but she can't be flattered when she dresses up, and the inferior foundation is all over her face, white and white.

Red lips, eyebrows are very thick, and false eyelashes are like two small brushes.

The eyeshadow is dark and smells of pungent perfume.

Wearing a low-cut dress, the two lumps on her chest seem to jump out.

If you meet it at night, it's a female ghost!

The woman was a little angry, but this young man was extremely handsome, but he didn't speak much.

Holding back his anger, he said, "Young man, do you know how to be beautiful, sister, this is called makeup, understand?" “

Yang Xiuwen thought to himself, "This is called makeup, and it's almost disfigured!" Zhong Kui and his sister are all better looking than you! ”

suppressed the churning in his stomach and said with a smile: "I'm sorry! Countryman, I haven't seen the world, and my inappropriate words have upset you, I apologize! “

When the woman heard him say this, she was no longer angry.

Continue asking, "Where did you come from, I look like a student." “

Yang Xiuwen replied: "This sister, I am a student, I heard that this place is prosperous and lively, and it is known as the Little Xiangjiang, come and have a look." ”

The woman said proudly: "Then you have come to the right place, it is true that Xiangjiang, small buildings, villas, and wine and beauties are not allowed here." As long as there is Mani, this is paradise! ”

As soon as he flipped his hand, a stack of hundred-yuan bills appeared in his hand, and said, "Sister, is this it?" ”

When the woman saw it, she immediately smiled all over her face, "Brother, I didn't expect you to be a young master, come, my sister will find you a seat, and then call a little sister." Don't worry, I'm still a female student, my family is poor, I came out to find a job, and I was an original yellow flower girl. ”

Yang Xiuwen had a very understanding expression on his face. "Good! Thank you, sister. ”

After speaking, he took out a few banknotes and handed them to the woman.

The woman happily took it and said, "Brother, my sister's name is Hao Xiaohong, you can call me Sister Hong, come and sit here, I'll call my little sister to come over!" ”

Lead Yang Xiuwen to a small booth near the stage.

He shouted at the bar again, "Little Wu, bring a bottle of BAILANDI and give it to my brother!" ”

Sitting on the sofa, he began to look for Yao Kun through his divine sense.

Because he took out a handful of banknotes just now, he obviously showed his wealth.

A few glances came at the dark corner of the bar, some of them with malicious intentions.

Soon, in a box on the second floor, Yao Kun was found.

On a coffee table in the box, cigarette butts, empty wine bottles, leftovers, and half a bag of white powder were a mess.

Yao Kun was sleeping with a girl in his arms.

At the door of the box, a man sat in a chair, leaning against the door, wiping a pistol with a cloth in his hand.

Yang Xiuwen's divine sense swept over, and the man seemed to be aware of it and looked around, lowered his head and continued to wipe.

"Hmm!" He suddenly became interested.

It seems that this man should be a martial artist, otherwise he would not have a sensitive perception.

Once again, he swept the man with his senses, and the man, like a frightened wolf, rose from his chair.

Looking around nervously, there is an ominous premonition in my heart, trouble is coming...