Pushing open the door of the nightclub, a deafening sound rushed out, stimulating Qin Zheng's ears.

Qin Zheng's family conditions are good, but he is not a gentleman. Nightclubs like this, except for one visit to a few bad friends out of curiosity when I was in college, I have never been to it.

Now that he has become a cultivator, he is close to the fresh and natural atmosphere, and the nightclub is a place like a place that is completely filthy in his eyes, and he doesn't like it even more.

Liao Jihuan is very familiar with this kind of place, and his eyes are brighter than just now. Even, when he walked, he unconsciously twisted his waist, and that looked like the legendary perverted killers who would dance away after killing someone.

Passing by the dance floor in the center of the hall, Liao Jihuan easily ripped off the last coat of the girl who was pole dancing. There was a burst of cheers in the field, and people's expressions became even more frenzied.

There are even some women who look at Liao Jihuan with colored eyes, eager to drag him away and rape him.

This kind of handsome and domineering man is definitely the dream lover of a woman who likes to go to nightclubs. Liao Jihuan did not disappoint them, and his next move caused all the women and even some men to scream.

"The Qinglong Gang does things, and the idle people are all out of Lao Tzu!"

Two narrow watermelon knives pierced the DJ's table, and the knives that slid down the machine made the stereos around the venue make a harsh metal friction sound, Liao Jihuan snatched the DJ's microphone and shouted arrogantly.

Under the noses of the old guys in the villa, of course his two desert eagles were not brought out, so he had to temporarily find his younger brother and take two mountain knives to make up the numbers.

Although in Liao Jihuan's eyes, it is really difficult to bring out his domineering temperament with two mountain knives, but in the eyes of ordinary people, the deterrence of the more than ten black suits that Liao Jihuan followed behind is the most important, as for whether Liao Jihuan uses AK47 or a few toothpicks as weapons, no one cares.

The Pioneer Knife shouldered the heavy responsibility of the Desert Eagle, and it did it brilliantly. The group of men and women didn't react at first, and the DJ probably lacked a root in his head, Liao Jihuan suddenly popped up, and his first thought was not to run quickly, but to find Liao Jihuan to theorize angrily.

After Liao Jihuan slapped the DJ's front teeth with the back of a knife, the people below finally reacted, screaming and running away, and the scene instantly got out of control.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Qin Zheng really had a feeling of being insightful. I used to hear people say how the underworld is, but today I felt it on the spot, and I realized that the road is indeed a bit interesting, no wonder those children yearn for this kind of life.

"Why did you want to talk about the Qinglong Gang just now, can't you say the name of Hongmen?" Qin Zheng asked puzzled.

It can be seen that Liao Jihuan is a drunkard, and the scene is so chaotic that this guy actually picked up a bottle of red wine that he didn't have time to open on a table, raised his neck and poured it.

"With so many people in the field, who can guarantee that those people will not call the police if they run out? Although we can solve these problems, it is better to have less trouble. This kind of method that can easily push one's own troubles to the opponent, a fool will not do it!" Liao Jihuan glanced at Qin Zheng strangely.

Qin Zheng: "......"

This kid is definitely a type who will be revenged, and he is too vindictive.

"Most importantly, it's like a person who doesn't say his name in general. Shouting Hongmen to do something, I'm fucking under psychological pressure!" Liao Jihuan said faintly.

Before Qin Zheng could speak, a group of people walked down briskly from the second floor. These people are obviously much stronger than the security guards in the front hall just now, led by a chubby middle-aged man, his eyes are very small, and he is squeezed into a thin slit by the fat on his face, only through the fine light that flashes from time to time in the slit, can you see that this is definitely a shrewd fat man.

"I don't know if Ah Huan is coming, I miss the distance, please don't mind Brother Huan!" the fat man Ha Luha smiled, walked over and patted Liao Jihuan on the shoulder.

Liao Jihuan said with a smile: "Okay, Boss Liang, if you fall on the thigh of the Qinglong Gang, my brother Huan will be demoted to Ah Huan all of a sudden." ”

Seeing that the fat man laughed and didn't speak, Liao Jihuan snorted coldly: "Come on, you are also a senior in the Tao, and it is not too much to call me Ah Huan." But Boss Liang, our love is love, and business is business. Last year's contract has expired, do you think you should sign this year's contract?"

Qin Zheng was very curious: Now it is so formal? You have to sign a contract to collect protection money!

However, didn't it mean that they relied on the Qinglong Gang, and were they still willing to sign this contract?

"I've been ready for a long time, just waiting for you to come to the door!" The fat man's answer surprised everyone, "I am also ready for the contract, Ah Huan, you take a look first, if there is anything inappropriate, we can discuss it again!"

Qin Zheng sneered in his heart, it seems that this fat man has indeed relied on the Qinglong Gang, and he must be doing something about the contract.

Sure enough, after Liao Jihuan finished reading the contract, he threw the contract on the fat man's face, pointed at the fat man's nose and scolded: "Liang Fatty, don't you play with me?

The fat man obviously had a city government than the young man he just met, and he had a bit of a spit mentality, and he was so humiliated by Liao Jihuan that the group of people behind him immediately couldn't sit still, but they were still suppressed by him. He looked at Liao Jihuan with a smile, as if he was not the one who was insulted, and explained in a good voice: "Ah Huan, that's the case, the Qinglong Gang acted too fast today, and signed a contract with our entertainment city before you came." You also know that I can't afford to provoke the Qinglong Gang, they said that if they don't agree, they will kill my whole family, what can I do?"

Liao Jihuan sneered and said, "Your son who can only cry his nose is clean even if he dies!"

When the fat man heard Liao Jihuan's vicious curse, he didn't refute it, but just smiled.

"Liang Fatty, we Mingren don't say secret words, the Qinglong Gang is not easy to mess with, is it true that our Hongmen is muddy? The business of the entertainment city has always been our Hongmen responsible, you should know this better than me!"

"Ah Huan, I can't help it. It is because I remember the good of Hongmen that I deducted 10% of my profits from my profits and gave it to you, and you don't need to send someone to watch the scene, this money is completely given for free, I think, it doesn't seem that you will suffer a loss by dealing with it like this!"

"Fuck your mother's fart! Liang Fatty, Lao Tzu's subordinates are a group of idlers who have eaten enough to eat and have nothing to do, Lao Tzu gives them a salary of 1 million every month, what are you doing with 300,000 yuan a month? They will do this, if you don't let them work, you will cut off their way of living! If this group of people can't be controlled, in case it affects the stability and harmony of Tiandu, will you Liang Fatzi bear this responsibility?"

At first glance, Liao Jihuan's words to threaten Liang Fatzi were a bit funny, but no one present laughed. Everyone knows that Liao Jihuan's threat is a real threat, not mixed with a trace of water. Of course, it is impossible for a junior brother in an organization like Hongmen to go to the streets to extort money all day long like street gangsters. The bosses are responsible for finding them jobs and paying them.

But the biggest difference between these people and ordinary office workers is that they are not law-abiding citizens. If there is no restraint and causing trouble and affecting the security environment of a city, it is a simple matter. If you let the above track it down and find out that Liang Fatzi played a role in it, then no matter how wronged Liang Fatzi is, he will not be able to escape the fate of others to rectify him.

"Brother Huan, I really can't help it. Besides, you immortals can't let our little ghosts suffer when they fight, right?, otherwise, you can divide the winner and lose?" The fat man Ah Huan stopped screaming, and turned to Brother Huan, but the smile on his face was gone, but a look of mockery, and anyone could hear the meaning of his words.

Liao Jihuan was furious, he has been cutting people for more than ten years since his debut, and of course he has been cut by others. However, the dry frame has never been lost. Only the fire merger with the Qinglong Gang last month was Liao Jihuan's only defeat.

Now, when Liang Fatzi openly says this kind of thing, he is simply scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk!

Aren't you Liao Jihuan a cow, then let's get the Qinglong Gang down first and then talk to me. You can't beat the Qinglong Gang, and now you're angry with me, what kind of ability is it?

"Liang Fatzi, ** good job!" was humiliated in front of a businessman like Liang Fatzi, who had no background, Liao Jihuan's eyes turned red immediately, and he said viciously.

"Lao Tzu hacked you to death!"

Suddenly, Liao Jihuan jumped up without warning, brandished the watermelon knife in his hand, and threw himself at Liang Fatzi.

Liao Jihuan's master Wang Dezhong is the first master of Xichuan Hongmen, a master of ancient martial arts at the peak of the prefecture level, Liao Jihuan is certainly not weak, and he is already a master of the initial realm of the prefecture at a young age.

Of course, in the face of a group of bodyguards who were only physically stronger, Liao Jihuan would not use the ancient martial arts techniques, and he didn't know if there were some binding rules between the ancient martial arts sects.

However, even if he didn't use internal force and ancient martial arts techniques, Liao Jihuan was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, wielding a watermelon knife to cut Liang Fatzi's group of bodyguards to the point of crying dad and mother.

After a while, the dozen or so bodyguards brought over by Liang Fatzi were all put down by Liao Jihuan alone. Although this kid is arrogant, he also knows the severity of the way, and when he shoots, he is slashed with the back of a knife, and it hurts to cut people, but he will not see blood. The dozen or so bodyguards were all knocked out by the back of the knife.

Liang Fatzi saw that all his bodyguards were put down by Liao Jihuan, and there was no blood on his chubby face.

He just heard that the young boss who has emerged in Hongmen in recent years is very fierce, and as for how fierce it is, it has always been hearsay. Liang Fatzi used to think that those descriptions were too exaggerated, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that those guys who spread rumors were too cautious in their words!

This TM is not very fierce, but quite fierce!

The dozen or so bodyguards of his own are all retired special forces soldiers of the empire, and two of them were palace guards when they served. Unexpectedly, it was scrapped like Liao Jihuan cutting vegetables.

It's not that Liang Fatzi doesn't want to run, it's just that all the exits are blocked by those black suits brought by Liao Jihuan. Comparing himself with those in black suits, Liang Fatzi decisively gave up the idea of self-inflicted humiliation.

"Fat Liang, aren't you very kind?" Liao Jihuan looked at Fat Liang with a cruel smile.

When he really wanted to do something to Liang Fatzi, Liao Jihuan made a difficulty, and it was impossible for him to do anything to Liang Fatzi. As long as Hongmen still wants to collect protection money in the entertainment city, the two sides can only cooperate. No matter how domineering Liao Jihuan is, to put it bluntly, Liang Fatzi is also his boss in a sense, and he doesn't dare to offend Liang Fatzi.

Thinking of this, Liao Jihuan threw the knife to the ground with some deflatment.

Turning his head and seeing Qin Zheng, he remembered that in addition to coming to Liang Fatzi to talk about business this time, he also had a purpose to bring Qin Zheng to see him.

Seeing that Qin Zheng had experienced so many things at night, the expression on his face was still so calm, as if what he did tonight was like a child's house, and it was not worth it.

Liao Jihuan was even more unhappy in his heart, he thought about it, picked up a watermelon knife and handed it to Qin Zheng, and said, "That, Brother Zheng, are you interested in having fun in person?"

Qin Zheng and Liang Fatzi both ridiculed Liao Jihuan, and in Liao Jihuan's eyes, these two people are not good things. Qin Zheng is the son of the hall master, and he can't be beaten or scolded, and Liang Fatzi is a business partner, so he can't offend people to death.

However, that's because of his own face!And if the son of the hall master cuts off Liang Fatzi, no one should have an opinion, right?

Hey, who said that the master is uneducated, this is obviously the plan to kill people with a knife and kill two birds with one stone! Damn, Master Huan, I'm so smart!

What made Liao Jihuan excited was that Qin Zheng did not refuse, and naturally took the watermelon knife.

That's right, these sons and brothers bully people every day, and if they have this opportunity to cut people personally, where are they willing to let it go?

Liang Fatzi looked at Qin Zheng with a frightened face, he didn't know Qin Zheng, but the person who could make Liao Jihuan call "brother" was definitely not small. I don't scare Liao Jihuan because I have his job, but this young man who has no interests with him, even if he cuts himself into a cripple, I'm afraid it will be in vain!

Thinking of this, Fat Liang couldn't help but tremble.

"Bad guys!"

At this time, a crisp voice came down from upstairs. Everyone looked up, and at the staircase on the second floor, there was a little girl with two pigtails. She looked thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in coarse cloth, and that style would be too old-fashioned for another eighty years.

The little girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, fair skin, although she is not very well dressed, but she still can't hide her natural beauty, it can be seen that this girl is definitely a woman at the level of disaster to the country and the people when she grows up.

At this moment, the little girl stretched out her white arm, pointed at Liao Jihuan, and said again: "You are a bad person!"

Looking at her serious and serious appearance, not only did it not make the Hongmen people downstairs angry, but it made them feel that this girl was really cute to death.