Guns N' Roses Bar, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes wafts in the air, and high-power speakers play roaring electronic music.

Hundreds of men and women crowded in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately to the rhythm of the music.

Wang Jun walked through the narrow corridor and vaguely saw scenes filled with hormones in the booths.

At this time, he silently counted down the time in his heart: "300,299,298..."

The interval between each number is extremely precise, and is exactly the same as the countdown of the smart watch on Wang Jun's wrist.

This is his estimated time of discovery.

"We must set up smoke bombs quickly to attract Lin Youwei's attention."

Wang Jun counted the seconds while observing his surroundings.

The aisle near the restrooms was full of people. Their expressions were either excited or depressed. They had obviously been exhausted by the nightlife all year round, and their emotions were completely out of control.

A group of scantily clad bunny girls walked out from the edge of the dance floor, holding signs with shining neon lights, and walked towards the luxurious booths closest to the stage.

A handsome young man wearing a white suit was sitting in the middle of the luxurious booth. His eyes were scanning in all directions, like a lion king patrolling his territory.

When the bunny girl came to the front, the man in the white suit put his arms around the two women and pulled them close to him.

The chosen woman pretended to be panicked, but in fact she leaned forward with her whole body, her eyes filled with happiness.

In the corner, in an inconspicuous booth, six young men with metallic limbs glanced at the young man in a white suit from time to time. On their table were all low-alcohol beers, a total of twelve bottles, but the six of them together,

I haven't finished two bottles yet.

"The way this group of people look at their white suits is like a hunter looking at a plump prey, ready for a feast at any time."

Wang Jun was thinking in his mind and could not yet determine what grudges there were between the two groups, but he was willing to push for it.

Taking a look around the luxurious booth, I saw two burly men in black suits, slicked back hair, and they were just bodyguards in white suits.

In the booth next door, there was a handsome young man with green hair, resting his head on the thigh of the hostess, playing with his nail clippers as if nothing had happened.

After identification, Wang Jun determined that the green-haired young man looked relaxed, but in fact he could exert force at any time.

He is the real security of White Suit.

"It's not easy to get close there, so try the other side."

Wang Jun walked towards the corner. As he approached, he heard six young men with mechanical prostheses talking.

"Boss, can we really handle the fat sheep in white clothes?"

"The bodyguards around him are quite well-established. The logo of the Blackthorn Security Company is right there. It's hard to move."

Among the six people, the one-eyed man with a mohawk-shaped head patted the table, "Move only if you don't want to move. This kind of guy is a big fat sheep. The oil and water on one end will make us fish for a hundred times. If this one succeeds,

Now, my brothers and I can live happily in another city, then we will all be truly happy."

"That's what I say, but..."

"But there is no but, there is no but. Wait for the three small ants to release the signal, and then we will directly turn on the firepower. Don't worry about the life and death of other ants."

"You know, the guys here are not cowards. Even if they kill all the people in the bar, they won't tremble for half a second."

Wang Jun paused, thinking of the three young men he had knocked unconscious in the back alley.

At that time, he felt strange that the three guys told him to get away even though he had done nothing.

I happen to be short of clothes, so there is no reason not to deal with the guy who comes to my door.

Now, Wang Jun finally understood that the other party he was cooperating with was carrying out an operation, so no wonder he wanted to drive him away.

Wearing the clothes of the other party's accomplice will inevitably lead to recognition.

Wang Jun turned around and walked away, pushing his way into the crowd.

At this time, the one-eyed man stood up and shouted: "Baibei, why are you wandering around? Here, here, here."

Passers-by on the dance floor immediately looked at Wang Jun.

The corner of Wang Jun's mouth twitched. What he dislikes most now is being noticed.

Who knows where there is a camera in the bar.

With the technological strength of Red Umbrella Company, as long as Wang Jun is exposed to the camera, within three minutes, the location will be shared with Lin Youwei, who is chasing him.

Wang Jun gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

Unexpectedly, the one-eyed man took three steps, then two, and rushed behind Wang Jun.

"Aqiang, don't be afraid. Follow your brother and finish this job, and I will keep you alive and well."

Wang Jun turned his head and said, "You have the wrong person."

"I'm really... I'm sorry, brother." The one-eyed man's reaction was reduced to half, and he took half a step back.

Wang Jun hummed and walked straight towards the crowd.

Suddenly, one of the six people shouted from behind: "Boss, don't let him go, he is wearing A Qiang's clothes, and I painted that crooked-mouthed skull on the back."

Wang Jun: "???"

These days, even robbers are so versatile?

The crooked-mouthed skull on the back of the jacket is very well drawn, very stylish and unique.

He really didn't expect that he would be exposed to such details.

The one-eyed man clenched his right fist, stepped forward, and threw out the usual boxing swing.

The gray metallic color of the fist occupied Wang Jun's eyes.

Wang Jun turned his body sideways and glanced at the one-eyed man's second hand from the corner of his eye. The palm was spread out, and there were metal barbs on the inside of the five fingers, which were reaching for Wang Jun's lower back and kidneys.

The winning hand hidden under the surface is surprisingly cruel.

Wang Jun frowned slightly, feeling unhappy.

The one-eyed man didn't ask any questions and directly attacked his waist and kidneys. If an ordinary person was hit by this attack, he would probably be crippled for the rest of his life.

If you are cruel, no wonder I am more cruel.

Wang Jun's eyes grew colder, and he tightened the toes of his left foot on the ground and twisted them outward.

Huge force rose from the ground and was transmitted to the waist and hips. Wang Jun's right leg struck in the air, like a long snake dancing.

Snapped!

The one-eyed man was caught off guard and saw the shadow of his legs passing through his arms. Before he could react, there was a snapping sound from the ribs in his chest.

His steps were unsteady, he staggered back and fell into the crowd.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

A passerby on the edge of the dance floor was dancing happily when he was suddenly knocked down and used as a butt by the one-eyed man.

"What the hell, who is causing trouble? I don't know whose place this is!?"

A passerby roared angrily, propped up his body with his hands, and looked back.

The one-eyed man slapped the person, knocked him unconscious, and then shouted:

"Fuck, don't stay still. We're in trouble. Come and help."

In the booth, the other five people rushed over, four of them surrounded Wang Jun, and one of them pulled up the one-eyed man.

Seeing that there was going to be a fight, the people around immediately started making noises.

"Hit me, hit me harder."

"Shh~~~~~Okay, why did you hit one more person? It's a man's f*cking one-on-one fight!"

"What a handsome little brother, don't let your sisters down, beat these prosthetic dogs to the ground."

Fights in bars are always so lively.

There is unspeakable fanaticism hidden in the eyes of passers-by.

Wang Jun didn't like their eyes, which were full of animality and chaos and couldn't see the goodness in human nature.

Especially in the luxurious booth, the young man in a white suit looked sideways, pushing up the frame of his glasses with his index finger, and a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.

He looked at people like a cat looking at a mouse, with an indescribable sense of superiority that made people feel disgusted.

As if sensing Wang Jun's gaze, the white suit raised the goblet to signal, and then drank the bright red wine in the glass.

Wang Jun was thinking about the pursuit of Lin Youwei and others in his heart, and the silent counting continued.

"240,239,238..."

He understood that he had to leave as soon as possible.

The noisy sound filled his ears, and Wang Jun adjusted his breathing slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his dark eyes shone with azure light.

"Huh?!"

The man in the white suit seemed to have noticed some subtle changes, and ordered the strong man in the black suit next to him:
To be continued...