It has been raining all day, and the whole world is gray. The gloomy weather makes Zhang Zhuang's mood as depressing as the outside environment. From the moment he entered the Sunset Bar today, he felt that his right eyelid has been twitching.
Don't stop, remember the old saying, "The left eye will jump to wealth, and the right eye will jump to disaster." Of course, he doesn't believe this, but people who have been trained through years of hard training in the military camp can often have some premonitions, that is,
What is commonly called the sixth sense, this kind of premonition cannot be acquired without dangerous experience and hard training. Zhang Zhuang relied on this premonition to avoid danger several times.
Zhang Zhuang's eyes quickly scanned everyone in the bar, and he immediately noticed something strange about a group of young people sitting in the north corner. It was past seven o'clock in the evening. Normally, the bar was not open at this time.
During prime time, few people came so early. What’s more, it was still rainy today, so even fewer people came out. Moreover, Zhang Zhuang saw that as soon as he entered the bar, the group of young people looked at each other.
, eyes full of provocation and fanaticism, obviously aimed at him.
A gloomy light flashed quickly in Zhang Zhuang's eyes. He slowly walked to the corner where he usually sat and sat down slowly. Immediately, a waiter named Wang ran to him and talked with him.
Saying hello, he put a few bottles of beer on his table, "Brother Zhang, you came very early today!" the waiter smiled flatteringly.
"Yes," Zhang Zhuang agreed, "Thank you, Xiao Wang. You can go do your work and don't worry about me." He has always been very amiable and approachable to people who are polite to him.
Xiao Wang looked at Zhang Zhuang and suddenly said in a low voice, "Brother Zhang, I feel like something is wrong with the group of people in the north. They came very early and have been asking for news about you. I think you should pay attention."
A little bit is good!”
Zhang Zhuang smiled bitterly. It seemed that he had really become the target of public criticism. Even the waiters at the bar could see that the group of people might be against him. It was no wonder that in order to make a living in a place like this, it was impossible to have extraordinary observation skills.
No way.
Zhang Zhuang smiled at Xiao Wang, showing his white teeth, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes. After all, he cared about himself, "Thank you!" This time Zhang Zhuang really thanked this smart little waiter for making him feel
A touch of warmth.
"Go and do your work, it's okay!" Zhang Zhuang said. He took out the cigarette, held it in his mouth, and lit the match. While lighting the cigarette, he stared at the group of young people with cold eyes.
A fair-skinned young man in the crowd with a shaved head was also looking at him. He was a very handsome man, and his whole body was full of a feminine beauty, but the light that occasionally leaked from his eyes showed that
This is a difficult character. The two people's eyes met. Neither of them flinched. They just looked at each other. Two pairs of equally sharp eyes emitted a dazzling electric light. Soon, others also noticed.
The two people were so strange that the other three spectators at the Sunset Bar quickly gathered around Zhang Zhuang. They were all old men who had been around for a long time. It seemed that they could no longer be kind today. Those who came were not good.
The master is not coming! Zhang Zhuang's recent display of skills is obvious to all, but the opponent is obviously not an ordinary gangster. Just looking at their posture, they don't have the arrogance and ruthlessness of ordinary street gangsters, but there is an overall sense of
With his strong momentum, he is obviously not an easy opponent to deal with.
Zhang Zhuang turned around and whispered a few words to the security guard closest to him. The security guard slowly ducked behind him, waved to the waiters, and asked them to start cleaning up other people in the place. It seemed that today was going to be
There was a tough battle to be fought, Zhang Zhuang sighed inwardly,
The other party obviously also noticed that several guests in the place quickly got up and left after the waiter's persuasion. Several people cast their eyes on the fair-skinned young man who took the lead and asked what they were doing. The leader-looking man smiled.
He shook his head, raised the wine glass in his hand to Zhang Zhuang, and nodded slightly, behaving like a very gentleman.
Zhang Zhuang also nodded to the other party and slowly withdrew his gaze, looking at the burning red cigarette butt in his hand. His face looked gloomy and calm. Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this is a prelude to his attack.
.
After a while, the leader of the group of young people, the very delicate young man, came towards him with a glass of wine. When he got closer, Zhang Zhuang saw clearly that there was a tattoo on his bare fair skin.
The dragon showed its teeth and claws, and the dragon's head was just on the right side of the neck, showing an extremely arrogant and domineering aura. He sat across from Zhang Zhuang generously, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said: "Brother Zhang, it's
Right?" Without waiting for Zhang Zhuang's answer, he continued: "My name is Xiucai. Of course, this is a nickname given to me by others. I have admired Brother Zhang's name for a long time. When I met him today, it was indeed well-deserved. I respect him.
You have a drink." After saying that, he tilted his neck and drank the wine in his hand.
Zhang Zhuang suddenly laughed, with a very bright smile, "You are a scholar, I guess, those people are your subordinates." He nodded at the group of young people with his chin, "If I guess correctly, what will you do today?"
It seems that you are not just here because you have admired my name for a long time, right? Haha! It’s disrespectful to come back without reciprocating! I’ll toast you too!” After saying that, Zhang Zhuang reached out to pick up a bottle of beer that was not opened on the table, and used the thumb of his right hand to
He held the bottle cap, exerted force, and with a "bang" sound, the tightly pressed bottle cap flew out, drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground. Then he raised his neck and drank a bottle of beer.
Drink it.
"Good skills! Good drinking capacity! Good courage!" The scholar clapped his hands and said, while a complicated look flashed through his eyes. It was the kind of admiration that a person who is usually very confident in himself would give when he sees someone he admires.
and appreciate.
Zhang Zhuang looked at him with a smile, and suddenly his face turned extremely gloomy, "I've drank wine and been polite. It's time to show off my true self!"
The smile on the scholar's face slowly faded, "Someone offered me 50,000 yuan for one of your hands. We brothers took the job. As you know, we just came out and were short of money!"
"When he said this, his tone was still very gentle, and his face was calm, as if he was going to pick vegetables in his back garden.
"Hahaha! My hand is only worth 50,000 yuan, which is a little less." Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhuang's right hand had already pulled out a military bayonet from his waist, and stabbed the scholar at lightning speed, catching the thief first.
To capture the king, he has known this for a long time. Today is destined to be bloody. It seems that he cannot explain it without some thunderous means.
Just when the bayonet was about to pierce the scholar's body, the scholar made a beautiful dodge to avoid the blade. Zhang Zhuang did not put away the knife, but moved his wrist horizontally. The sharp blade of the bayonet was aimed at the scholar who had already dodged aside.
He quickly pushed the sword blade sideways towards the scholar's neck. Seeing the sharp blade approaching him as fast as lightning, the scholar's face suddenly changed and the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply. He obviously did not expect Zhang Zhuang
His skills are so fast and his movements are so ruthless, otherwise he would never be so brave and run to Zhang Zhuang's side.
The scholar used an extremely ugly lazy donkey roll to barely avoid Zhang Zhuang's knife. His brothers realized it at this time, overturned the tables and chairs one after another, took out the machetes from their arms, and rushed towards Zhang Zhuang.
came over. At this time, the three security guards at Sunset Bar also took action and rushed up with steel pipes. Now, the three of them have regarded Zhang Zhuang as their boss. Instead of accompanying the smiling faces in front of the three of them every day,
Grandson, you might as well have a vigorous fight with him! The man will hang to death!