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Chapter 0150 Gathering Candies

Candy Slow Shake, on the dance floor on the first floor, Shenyang’s most popular and stylish female DJ, wearing a peaked cap and an exaggerated headset on her head, with one hand in her pocket and the other arm raised above her head, followed by intense The heavy metal rhythm that stimulates the senses is gently waving...

The seven lead dancers stood on a lifting and cylindrical platform more than two meters high, twisting their sexy bodies vigorously...

The dance floor was already filled with demons, and it was difficult to see ordinary customers. They were all young people in their twenties wearing gold chains and well-dressed.

Some people always describe gangsters as young men with dyed yellow hair, wearing paint-off silver chains, and very sloppy clothes. This is purely to vilify gangsters, so I want to correct it here. I don’t know about other places. But in the Northeast, gangsters are very face-conscious. Even if they don't have a dime in their pocket, they must wear the right clothes.

Take Li Gangguan as an example. His salary is 8,000 yuan a month, but he would rather go without food or drink for a month, or even blackmail me, to buy a Longines watch worth tens of thousands of yuan. I once asked him why. so**.

Li Gungun said speechlessly: "When you go out, you are wearing a big gold chain of more than 100 grams, holding a watch worth tens of thousands of yuan, smoking a big cloud, I want to dress like a poor guy, who jb Pay attention to me??"

When people say that, what the hell can I say???

Of course, there are also some people who dress very poorly and hang out in bars every day, but this kind of people cannot be called bastards, and hooligans are more appropriate...

Tonight's candies are filled with all kinds of gods, Buddhas and ghosts. There are almost no ordinary customers on the first floor. They are all famous big brothers in the society who brought their brothers.

Everyone was drinking, following the people around them, and communicating in low voices. But at this moment, the waiter walked up to the DJ stage and whispered a few words. The female DJ smiled coolly, waved her arms, paused, and looked fair. He raised his little hand with a thumbs up, blinked his eyes, pointed his thumb at Zhao Guolin, and said in a low voice: "Table 66, Brother Zhao, give our lead dancer No. 7 a 20,000 yuan garland!! Come on, lighting engineer , give our Brother Zhao a spotlight!! Friends on the dance floor!! Applause to our Brother Zhao!!!”

"brush!!"

The spotlight was cast on Zhao Guolin. He smiled, crossed his legs, smoked a cigarette, and nodded towards the dance floor.

"Yo ho!!!!"

A sharp whistle erupted on the dance floor.

The lead dancer No. 7, with her body covered with garlands, smiled seductively at Zhao Guolin, then twisted her butt sexily, and then put her palms on the thin sand tied to her crotch.

"Wow!"

The lead dancer, No. 7, held the pole, twisted her delicate body, turned around, and suddenly pulled off the tulle, revealing her seductive lace briefs, and threw the tulle towards Zhao Guolin's sofa...

“Awesome!!!”

"No. 7!! No. 7!! No. 7!!! Take off! Take off!!..."

The dance floor erupted into bursts of screams again, and the atmosphere was completely ignited. Zhao Guolin had just finished giving away 20,000 yuan of garlands, and the big brothers from all walks of life started throwing money at them. Even pockmarked faces were thrown at 10,000 yuan, but when the lights hit When he took his seat, he was not there. He seemed to have gone to the toilet. Instead, the third child was eating watermelon. He was stunned for a while...

The reason why the big brothers from all walks of life spend money is not only to save face, but also to tell Wang Wenbo that we have no other purpose here, so don’t think too much...

On the other side, in the security room, Guo Degang put his hands behind his back, looked at the more than twenty people in front of him, squinted his eyes and said: "It doesn't matter if you beat or chop, but you must not kill someone by mistake! If something happens,

Please carry it yourself!! Do you understand??”

"knew!!!"

Everyone shouted, and then Guo Degan bent down and pulled it out from under the bed. He pointed at a black leather bag and said with a straight face: "Take it yourself!"

"Crash!!"

The leather bag was opened, and dozens of seven-hole machetes glowed with a cold light. Everyone swarmed forward, and one person pulled out one. Zhao Guolin nodded, and then said: "Go to the dance floor to find a place, people are here.

,Surround it directly!”

The biggest advantage of Guo Degang is that he is obedient. Wang Mumu said that Wang Wenbo is Guo Degang's long-lost grandfather. This is not wrong at all. If Wang Wenbo asked him to go to the toilet without paper, then he would definitely not hesitate at all.

, pick it directly with your hands...

After explaining everyone, Guo Degang went straight out, went to the toilet, and talked with seven or eight 16.7-year-olds for a long time. During this time, there were always children. They opened the door and walked out, but in the end there were three left, and they all talked to Guo Degang.

After more than ten minutes, someone finally entered the dance floor with a military thorn in his pocket, found a card table, and sat down.



In front of the candy store, a Land Rover Evoque parked roughly in the parking lot with its headlights on.

"Do you want a cigarette?" I casually picked up the cigarette case on the steering wheel, took one in my mouth, and asked Dakang.

"Fuck, just say, you have no fire, it's over!!" Dakang, who knew me very well, smiled and cursed, took a cigarette directly, lit it for me with a lighter, and asked casually: "

Let’s go??”

"Let's go then! Haha!" I laughed, opened the car door directly, walked out, put my hands in my pockets, and walked straight to the candy hall with a cigarette in my mouth.

Dakang took out a black plastic bag from the car, closed the door, lowered his head, walked steadily, and followed me silently.

The two of us, one behind the other, strode directly into the candy hall. The hall, including the waiters and security guards, and more than ten people, were stunned when they saw Dakang and I, and then remained silent without greetings.

Didn't come forward to receive him.

After I saw everyone's reaction, I immediately laughed. When I turned around and was about to talk to Dakang, he said helplessly: "Okay, you win, I will steal Wang Mumu's account later...!"

"Haha!" I laughed, put my hands in my pockets, and walked directly to the dance floor. The security guard didn't stop me, looked at me coldly, and walked past him.

"Hooraa!!!"

Dakang and I stepped onto the dance floor. More than 20 people stood up in the corner and rushed out, blocking the door.

"Shua, shua!!!"

There were no less than 300 people present, including the Candy Candy staff, the elder brother who was present, and the brothers they brought with them. As soon as I appeared, all eyes immediately turned to me!!!

There were more than 20 people behind, carrying machetes, and sealed the door. Dakang and I didn't even look at it, and just walked slowly along the path.

"Buzz buzz, zzzzz...!!"

There was a piercing chirping from the speaker, which was because the power supply was suddenly turned on by the DJ.

All the gangsters were standing on the dance floor, and the elder brothers were sitting in their seats, looking at Da Kang and me without saying a word. There was silence in the room.

"Fei, this room is so big? Where do you want to sit?" Dakang smiled and asked after me.

"That location is good!" I followed the familiar person, nodding and waving, without even turning my head, and casually pointed to Guo Detan's sofa.

"Is this okay? Does he want some treatment?" Dakang asked, still smiling.

"If you don't give it, cut him. If you dare to fight back, kill him!!" I said casually, pinched a cigarette, walked to Zhao Guolin's sofa, stood there, and poured myself out of someone's wine glass on the table.

After drinking some wine, he glanced at Zhao Guolin and asked with bared teeth: "A whole glass, Brother Zhao?"

"Fuck, that's necessary, haha!" Zhao Guolin didn't even hesitate, he directly picked up the wine glass, bumped it with me, and drank.

At this time, Dakang was carrying a black bag and walked towards Guo Detan's position in a daze...


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