On the street near the South Gate.

In front of a massage parlor that seemed to be no less scale than Princess Jin, Lin Wei stopped.

He pressed the hat on his head, checked the black leather gloves on his hand again, and turned his head to look at the big head: "Right here?" ”

"This is the most important store of the South Gate School." Big Head whispered.

At this moment, the image of a group of eight people standing at the door of the store with baseball bats has already made the surrounding passers-by aware of the situation, many of them hurriedly detoured, and some even simply turned back to the same road and walked another way.

Lin Wei looked at the name of the massage parlor.

'Gentle Township'.

"Xiba, the name is quite in place."

Lin Wei smiled, looked down and saw that the three people in the hall on the first floor of the massage parlor were hurriedly trying to close the door first.

He took a step forward, blocked the baseball bat directly in the crack of the door, turned his head, and whispered to the young man with a panicked expression who was facing him inside, "Brother Ding Qingge asked me to say hello to you." ”

"West Eight !!" The young man was probably adrenaline-thrustic, and seeing that there were only eight people on the opposite side, and he didn't have any powerful weapons, he felt that there was no hope of closing the door, so he simply opened the door and threw a punch out.

Lin Wei just turned sideways, holding the baseball bat in both hands, smashed it horizontally, and with a muffled bang, the young man fell to the ground with a clutch.

Feeling the slight numbness and pain in the palm of his hand, Lin Wei raised the baseball bat and shook it a few times.

It seems that wielding a baseball bat is also skillful.

"Nishiba! Smash! The big head burst into a roar and kicked open the obstructive glass door, which shattered to the ground with a clatter.

Lin Wei covered his face with one hand, turned his head to stare at him with an unkind face, and patted the glass slag on his body.

The big head subconsciously smiled, and then rushed forward: "Brother Lin!" I'm sorry! ”

At this moment, the remaining two young people on the first floor of the massage parlor had already rushed to the second floor, Lin Wei was not in a hurry, the little brothers around him rushed in, he looked left and right, and looked up and saw the roller shutter door.

He reached out and grabbed the handle of the roller shutter door and pulled it down, and with a click, the roller shutter completely obscured the front door, completely blocking the scene inside.

Lin Wei patted the glass shards on his body, looked at the little thug who was swung by himself and was about to get up, and then flew up and kicked him in the chin with his strength, and completed the KO cleanly.

Then, Lin Wei went upstairs slowly.

At this moment, the second floor was already a mess, screaming was incessant, the young ladies in fresh clothes ran out of the room, screaming in the corridor and running in the pink light, while several innocent guests were wrapped in bathrobes and crotched like headless flies.

"I'm sorry!"

A girl crashed into Lin Wei's arms in a panic, Lin Wei just smiled: "Where is the back door?" ”

"This, this way." The girl had fluffy curly hair that was somewhat non-mainstream in Lin Wei's opinion, and she couldn't tell her age with heavy makeup.

"Thank you, the women go out, the guests go out, and no one else is allowed to go."

Lin Wei shouted, threw off the baseball bat, and shot a thug carrying a chair and wearing a waiter's clothes in the head accurately.

"Ah, where's your manager?"

"Yes, office." The girl trembled, was hugged by Lin Wei's shoulders, and didn't dare to run.

Lin Wei nodded, walked a few steps, picked up the baseball bat, looked at the big people who were smashing and smashing and shook his head, and had a general understanding of the combat effectiveness of Ding Qing's men.

The reason why he came up one step later was because he wanted to see the quality of this group of people, and now he probably understands... No wonder Ding Qing will directly make himself the person in charge of this operation.

Lin Wei let go of the girl, and the girl took small steps, looked at his face, and trotted away.

Lin Wei knocked on the wide open door by the corridor, and the big head in the room was excitedly demolishing the house and smashing the bathroom mirror.

Don't you feel that your hands hurt when you're nasty?

"Ah, big head, take someone to the back door to guard, just leave two people to smash it, what broken glass is worth a few dollars, Xiba, come two people, knock open the door of the manager's room, do things indiscriminately?"

Lin Wei had to come out and command, and at this moment, the subordinates who were scurrying like headless flies had a clear goal.

The big head led someone to grab a woman who was squatting in the corner with her head in her hand and didn't dare to move, and five people ran to the back door, and two young people with full faces kicked the door of the manager's room deep in the corridor.

A few kicks later, the door was kicked open, but it was a machete that greeted him, and a young man could not dodge being slashed in the arm by a knife, and ran backwards with a scream, while another young man looked fierce, picked up a baseball bat and smashed it inside.

There was a scream from the office, and the young man was still carrying a stick to mend the knife, but Lin Wei had already arrived behind him and grabbed his shoulder.

"Don't get excited."

The young man was panting heavily, and Lin Wei turned his head to look at him: "What's your name?" ”

"Cui Yonghao." Cui Yonghao's eyes were full of hideousness, and his tall and thin figure was not much shorter than Lin Wei.

Lin Wei nodded, turned his head to look at the office, and the middle-aged man in a suit who had eaten a stick was getting up slowly, pointing at Lin Wei with a machete.

"West... Who are you!? He shouted at the top of his lungs, but he stepped back at his feet.

Lin Wei walked forward without fear: "Lin Wei, remember, West Eight Cubs." ”

With a loud shout, the baseball bat in his hand was thrown directly at the middle-aged man by Lin Wei, and the middle-aged man subconsciously used a knife to block it, but Lin Wei took this opportunity to rush forward and kicked him in the stomach, causing him to hit the desk hard.

After falling to the ground in embarrassment, the middle-aged man didn't have time to grasp the handle of the knife, one foot grabbed the gap and kicked him on the wrist, the machete flew out, and then one hand grabbed his collar and pulled him up.

"How long will your men arrive?"

Lin Wei asked directly.

"West Eight... You... It's dead... Bitch raised..."

"." Lin Wei punched him in the mouth, and two white teeth flew out.

"How long?"

"West..."

"Bang!" If you don't answer, it's another punch.

"Eight..."

Lin Wei raised his eyebrows, this person was quite tough, and he was about to raise his hand a few more times, just to see the middle-aged man covering his mouth with his hands.

"Eight, eight, eight minutes at most."

"Xiba said hurry up next time." Lin Wei gave him a slap and threw him aside, pulled up the boss chair in his office, sat down directly, and looked left and right, the decoration in this room was really good.

"Cui Yonghao!" As soon as Lin Wei's voice fell, Cui Yonghao, who was at the door, immediately agreed: "Brother! ”

"Let the one with the injured arm go straight away and smash it all over here."

Lin Wei lay on the boss's chair and turned around comfortably: "Keep this chair, I will use it in the future." ”

"Yes! Elder brother! ”

Cui Yonghao's eyes were shining, and in his opinion, Lin Wei, who was calm as if he was shopping in a shopping mall, was simply too stylish.

Lin Wei glanced at the man lying on the ground covering his mouth, and put his legs on the desk: "Hey, buddy, where did you put your money?" ”

"In the cupboard, in the cupboard."

The man covered his mouth and said indistinctly.

"What's your name?" Lin Wei asked again.

"Huang, Huang Dayong." Huang Dayong spat out a mouthful of blood foam and half a tooth.

"Da Yongxi, isn't this shop the most valuable thing in your Southern Sect? Why is this the person? Lin Wei has just counted, even if you add the waiters in this store, there are only seven men who can beat.

Ding Qing's small broken game hall usually squats with more than a dozen people.

"All, all go..."Huang Dayong lowered his head, and the next moment, a baseball bat grazed his head and smashed on the bookcase beside him.

It is said to be a bookcase, but in fact, it is full of strange artworks, photos, and only a few books, all of which look like they are all new, and there is a certificate of "Seoul 2001 Excellent Massage Parlor".

Indeed, I saw a lot of young ladies running away just now who are indeed in excellent shape.

As a result of the baseball bat whizzing by, glass flew all over the sky and things fell on it.

Cui Yonghao glared at Huang Dayong with a baseball bat: "Say!" ”

"Let's go out and talk about business! I don't know who to talk to, and I don't know where to go! You kill me, Xiba, you kill me! When Huang Dayong was asked this question, he obviously didn't dare to say more, and pretended to be a tough guy with his neck.

Cui Yonghao raised his baseball bat to fight, and Huang Dayong curled up on the ground with his head in his arms with a scream, but he did not open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Cui Yonghao gave Lin Wei a look, Lin Wei nodded, and walked out of the door: "I'm kind-hearted, I can't see this, I'll smash everything here after you ask, and gather downstairs in two minutes." ”

After Lin Wei walked out of the door, he closed the door with his hand.

Not long after, Huang Dayong's screams came from inside.

"I won't say it!"

"Stop fighting!"

"I say!"

After three screams, Cui Yonghao opened the door, his expression was a little shocked: "He said... His boss went to see Brother Park Jin. ”

It's broken.

Lin Weiden realized the problem.

Does Ding Qing know about this?

If Ding Qing knew, why did he come here by himself? Take advantage of the situation, or say...

"Let's go."

Lin Wei made a decision and ran downstairs directly.

The big head was standing by the back door smoking a cigarette with a deep face at the moment, and when he saw Lin Wei and was about to speak, Lin Wei shouted: "Go, go." ”

The big head didn't dare to ask more, and immediately opened the door, Lin Wei led people to run directly, but before he ran a few steps in the alley where he went out the back door, he saw a group of people dressed in colorful clothes running towards him, and when he saw Lin Wei and his subordinates carrying baseball bats behind him, they burst into cheers.

"Nishiba! Slaughtered this group of Ding Qing's pups! ”

At first glance, the group was twenty smaller, with baseball bats and even knives wrapped in newspapers.

Oh hoo.

Lin Wei snorted and lifted the baseball bat.

Really.

Ding Qing is using this opportunity to catch the inner ghost!

The speed at which this group of people came was obviously someone who ventilated the news in advance!

"Brother Ringo! There you go! Cui Yonghao shouted violently, lifted the baseball bat and rushed straight forward, and shouted to himself with the courage to scream.

Lin Wei looked left and right, and there was indeed a way out of the rear, but Lin Wei only thought for a moment, and then raised the stick high.

"Hit!"

The big head who was originally ready to run away sighed, but he saw Lin Wei rushing towards the crowd like a tiger on the mountain, and the last one came first, even surpassing Cui Yonghao, who ran out first.

Assi...

The big head only felt that his head was numb.

"Big Brother..."

Someone next to him asked in a low voice.

"Hit! West Eight... West Eight! ”

The big head rushed forward like crazy, with only one thought in his head.

Damn, this kid is a fucking crazy batch!