There are many places where men exude energy, but there are two places that are undoubtedly the most classic, namely taverns and hotels.

Of course, the tavern is drinking, and the hotel is looking for women. Uh, of course, I don’t deny that there are people looking for men... The former replenishes liquid, while the latter discharges liquid. Tsk, this is a loving activity!

In a slightly higher-end hotel room in Nangang, under the burgundy ambiguous light, a man and a woman are working hard to discharge liquid.

The man's strong body was crisscrossed with many scars, and he could tell at a glance that he was not a good person. At this time, he was using the classic missionary position to violently attack the white body below.

The sound of slapping, the sound of gasping, the sound of high moans... was constantly echoing in a small space, intertwining into a piece.

"Baby, huh, let's change our position."

"Yeah, OK, oh..."

The woman was directly picked up, her legs naturally locked the man's waist, and her hands were wrapped around the man's neck.

"Ah!" screamed

"Uh, baby, I haven't started yet..."

"Someone, somebody!"

The man was shocked when he heard this. When he turned his head, his lower body suddenly became soft.

I saw that there was an extra chair on the open space in front of the bed, and there was a middle-aged man sitting on it with great interest to watch.

"Oh, is it over?" The middle-aged man spread his hands with regret, "You only used one position..."

"Damn it! Who are you?" The scar man quickly took out a machete from the edge of the bed and roared angrily.

"Haha..." The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head, "Stop calling, your eight little brothers outside have already lay down. Well, it's okay to tell you, my name is Arthur. You are Holson, the deputy head of the Golden Lion Gang? It's really not easy to find you."

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man is Tang En. The level of the jackal is still too low and he can't touch too many things. So Tang En had to follow the clues and search one by one. Fortunately, Allen is indeed familiar with Laiyan City, and he can find it as long as he tells the place name. So after running back and forth for five or six times, he finally found the leader of the operation, Holson, the deputy head of the Golden Lion Gang.

After knowing that he could not count on his younger brother outside, Holson did not answer Tang En's question and exhaled: "Die!"

The red fighting spirit covered the blade's body and slashed hard on Tang En's head.

Junior Warrior? Tsk tsk... Tang En's body flashed and greeted him.

Ding, Ding!

The dagger accurately pointed it on the back of the powerful knife, swung it away, and then wiped it towards Holson's wrist.

Holson's palm shook violently, and he quickly retreated and dragged the blade to defend.

"Ha!" Tang En laughed and hissed, hissed, hissed... A short red line kept floating around the other person's body.

Ding, ding, puff!

Tang En's current strength is no longer comparable to these junior warriors. Although Holson blocked the left and right frames, his left shoulder was still penetrated by a dagger.

Holson let out a muffled groan, and the long sword still slashed at Tang En's abdomen, obviously intending to lose both sides.

It's interesting, and the gangsters can't underestimate it... Tang En sighed inwardly, and his body flashed behind Holson like a ghost. He clasped the latter's entire face with his left hand, and then flashed, boom! Holson was printed on the wall... slowly slid down, moaning in pain.

He clapped his hands and kicked the machete away. Tang En said condescendingly: "You know what I'm looking for you, can you tell me?"

"What's the matter...ah!" Holson screamed.

Click...

Tang En moved his feet away from the other person's calf expressionlessly: "What a pity, we have a bad start... Let me remind you, you will bring someone tonight... huh?"

Tang En's figure flashed instantly, hissing...

The naked woman behind her stood there holding a vase, and suddenly a red thread spread from her neck.

Bang, thump... The vase was broken and the woman fell down.

"Bored!" Tang En withdrew his gaze and continued to say to Holson: "Do you remember anything now?"

"Ahem, haha, not bad. Tonight I took someone to beat a group of untouchables... But don't even think about what you know from me." Holson is not a low-level gangster. He knows that the criminal law in the gang is so powerful that he will not say anything easily.

Knock! Holson let out another muffled groan, and bean-sized sweat came out from his forehead.

"Pay attention to the tone of speaking... Well, everyone said that at the beginning." Tang En leaned over and said, "Actually, I can guess some of it. You are from the Golden Lion Gang. The one who can let you do these things is naturally the Robert family. Well, help me determine the specific person."

"..." Holson said nothing.

"Okay, the night is long, let's enjoy it slowly together... First, let's play a game, put your hand out and put it on the ground. My suggestion is that you try to separate your fingers. After all, my dagger can not be inserted accurately between your fingers every time..."

dog, dog, dog...

"ah!"

"Uh, sorry, I missed it, it's a pity for this finger... Well, you should actually look at this issue positively, at least you should feel relieved now. If one is missing, the gap between your fingers will be even bigger..."

“…”

"Tsk tsk, the skills are unfamiliar... What should I do if there is only one left now? Change your hand, come on, stretch out your left hand now. Well, it's useless to keep this one, I'll cut it for you... Don't thank me!"

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Alan stood under the hotel, listening to the screams, howls and moans coming from time to time... his body trembled slightly. Who is Mr. Arthur?

After a long time, Tang En, with a weird face, walked out of the hotel gate, let out a long sigh, and murmured: "Evil, Beth, Becky, Bevin... This is the rhythm of destroying the family... It's so fucking!"

"Mr. Arthur, do you know who did it?" Allen came forward and asked.

"Well, I understand." Tang En came to his senses and said immediately, "Allen, you will go to the treatment hall later. I want to go home."

“Uh, oh…”

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Soon, Tang En returned to the attic alone with a carriage. At this time, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.

When I opened the door, the first thing that caught my eye was that a woman in a long red dress was lying on the table in the hall.

Tang En ignored it, took out a basin, gypsum and other objects, then got some water in and slowly stirred it.

After about ten minutes, he stopped his work.

He took out a long rope and picked up Becky and lay flat on the rectangular dining table.

Then Tang En divided the rope into four pieces and fixed Becky into a large font to the four table legs.

"Well..." Perhaps these actions alarmed Becky. She slowly opened her eyes and said in a daze, "Hey, where is this?"
Chapter completed!