At dinner, Zhang Liang really didn't come, he should have gone to see the venue.

Ren Xiangnan rarely goes out except for grocery shopping, especially at night.

Today, I feel a little depressed and want to go out and walk casually to breathe.

There is no gate in the community, and a red brick paved road leads to the brightly lit street outside.

It's like a gateway to another world.

At an altitude of 10 meters, flying motorcycles make the lights in the sky chaotic.

More than twenty meters high, there are various types of flying ones, there is no powerful sound wave, only the faint sparks of the tail kinetic energy tube can be seen.

At a height of more than 30 meters, most of them are three-wing aircraft that can only seat two people.

There are other types of magnetic suspension luxury car lanes on the higher ground.

No matter what kind of motor vehicle, you only need to set the route, and there is basically no need for the driver to operate, take off and land on your own.

There were only pedestrians on the street, and the wind outside was so strong that the sycamore leaves on both sides of the street rattled.

It is very comfortable for hearing, vision and feeling.

Originally, Ren Xiangnan planned to go to the (1R,2S)-2 production site tonight.

He had already figured out the place, less than ten miles away from here, slightly off, belonging to the urban village area.

More than a year ago, it was an underground factory specializing in the production of (1R, 2S)-2, and the person in charge was named Zhang Yaoyang.

(1R,2S)-2, a strong neurohallucinogen, is the core ingredient of a strong neurohallucinogen, and is very popular in major federations.

There is very detailed information in the data, a middle-aged man, 1.66 meters tall, with one ear missing, also called one ear.

There were seven or eight people under one ear, some of whom followed him after being released from federal prison, and some of whom were slightly famous in the city.

I had to wait until a little later, when they started to work.

He wanted to go to Zhang Liang's place of work first.

I haven't done anything in the past year, and I occasionally go outside when I'm fine.

He remembers all the buildings, streets, or shops within a radius of more than ten miles of Wutong Street.

It was his instinct when he arrived in a new place.

Zhang Liang lives on Huangxing Street, 700 meters away from Wutong Street.

The place of work is at No. 76 Dongrong Street, a small KTV.

KTV is generally open to the public in the afternoon, and it is basically full at about 9 o'clock in the evening.

Ren Xiangnan arrived at the KTV front desk and asked, "Hello, may I ask if Zhang Liang is there." ”

The little sister at the front desk thought it was a regular customer, smiled and didn't ask more, took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Liangzi, someone is looking for it!" ”。

Then with a kind smile, he asked Ren Xiangnan to wait.

"Lady? Good name. Ren Xiangnan smiled, "Big fat girl! ”

The decoration of the KTV is already very old, and it is much lower than the kind of places he used to go to.

After a while, a young man wearing a KTV logo ran over quickly, saw Ren Xiangnan looking around at the front desk, and said with a smile:

"You're a friend of Ryoko, right, it's inconvenient for him to come over now, you can tell me if you need anything."

"He's inconvenient?" Ren Xiangnan was a little puzzled.

Didn't Zhang Liang watch the scene, could it be true that he was treated as a big fat girl on the stage?

"What else did he do here?"

The young man scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"That's the case, I don't know where to get out of a lack of virtue, I heard us call him Liangzi, and designated him to sing with him.

But we don't have this service, and we're still deadlocked! ”

"I was really called to sit on the stage!" Ren Xiangnan thought it was very interesting, and he could finally see that stupid lack of embarrassment.

"Can I go and see?"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, we really don't have that kind of service here."

Xiao Nianqing was a little entangled, and he didn't know whether to let him go to the scene.

"It's okay brother, I'll just take a look and don't speak." Ren Xiangnan seemed to be a little embarrassed when he saw him, and his gossip was even heavier.

"Okay, big brother, don't talk nonsense, our manager is persuading!" Xiao Young nodded.

"If it doesn't work, I'm going to call the police."

Ren Xiangnan's heart sank.

Is it so serious? What kind of, do you have to call the police?

Ren Xiangnan has been to countless nightclubs and nightclubs on the planet, and there are basically no malicious disputes on the surface.

Even if there is, most of them are solved secretly.

How can a small KYV here still happen to the police?

KYV looks a bit small from the outside, but there are plenty of private rooms inside.

Ren Xiangnan followed the young man around the corner, and walked for two or three minutes before arriving at the room where Zhang Liang was sitting on the stage.

It was very noisy in KYV, and the ghosts and wolves howled one after another, which made his ears very uncomfortable.

Especially those drunk soul singers, the bass is silent, the midrange is undulating, the treble is broken, and the trills are phlegm.

It was so chilling to hear it.

Just because I am in this song, I don't know where in the world!

The door of the private room was closed, and there were two or three young strong men who were also wearing song hall logo T-shirts and were more than 1.8 meters tall, with half-arm tattoos on their exposed arms.

In the private room opposite or next door, there are eyes looking out of a small glass window, and their eyes are full of strangeness.

The three of them saw that their colleague had brought Ren Xiangnan over, looked at him casually, and stood at the door like a door god.

Ren Xiangnan looked inward through the glass window, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, this look, the flame that had been sleeping in his chest for a long time rose up at once.

He didn't even hear the child's voice echo in his head: "Congratulations to someone for getting angry and getting a lucky star."

Hey, it's going to be a fight again, move a small bench and take a look. ”

In the private room, Zhang Liang's head was covered with blood, and he was pressed and knelt on the ground by two people, and there were some glass slags on the ground.

On the sofa in the room sat a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth and a smile on his face, and only his side could be seen.

Next to the middle-aged man sat a young lady in rags, pouting and looking very angry.

In front of him stood a young man in white short sleeves, smiling and bowing, not knowing what to say to the man sitting on the sofa.

"Can I go in?" Ren Xiangnan showed a smile and asked the strong man standing by the door.

"Who are you ......" Before the strong man finished speaking, he saw Ren Xiangnan with a smile, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Let the strong man involuntarily feel a chill in his heart.

The strong man's slightly stiff body involuntarily took half a step back, and Ren Xiangnan pushed the door and walked in.

The strong man outside the door let out a breath and complained, "What day is it, damn it!" ”

Another strong man didn't understand why he wanted Ren Xiangnan to go in, and asked, "What's the matter, brother, do you know this person?" ”

"I don't know." The strong man shook his head, "However, it must be a ruthless man." ”

The people inside were a little confused when they saw Ren Xiangnan walk in.

Who is this, I don't know!

The middle-aged man stared at the young man in the white shirt with unkind eyes.

The young man shook his head, indicating that he did not know, let alone the person he was looking for.

Zhang Liang, who was kneeling on the ground, opened his eyes that were confused by blood and raised his head, and when he saw this guy coming, his expression was stunned for a while, and his mouth trembled and suddenly shouted to the young lady:

"Beauty...... Beauty, I'll sing with you, come...... I'll sing with you. ”

The vibrato is strong and is a crying tone.

"Nannan, why are you here, go, let's go." Zhang Liang spat in his mouth.

"Big brother...... Belle...... Do I sing or not? ”

"Pluck the carrot...... Pulling turnips...... Ouch ouch can't pull ......"