"I won't eat the Overlord meal. I'm waiting for someone."
The young man said indifferently, always looking like he was not interested in anything. He took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.
The boss smiled helplessly and shook his head. What else could he say? Looking at the bloodshot clothes on the young man's clothes, he couldn't help but wonder if this guy had just finished killing people. However, looking at the young man's expression, he seemed to have an indifferent attitude. The boss himself
Following the principle of doing more and doing less, he ignored the young man and went about entertaining other guests.
A moment later, the same stern young man appeared in the boss's eyes again on the street one after another. The same short sleeves and the same blood seemed to be dripping from the corners of his clothes.
"We're finally here." When the three young men walked up to the young man who was still eating hot pot, a slow and cold tone came out of his mouth.
"Fuck... Damn it, this Binhai is indeed a gangster—the Taoist Ancestor, the leader of a third-rate gang, actually wasted so much of my time."
"Okay, we must stand still before Mr. Lin comes to Binhai. Although this street is relatively small, this gang, Red Gate, will be the weakest gang, but we can only stand here first." Put down the bowl and chopsticks.
The young man stood up and said.
"The current Red Gate Association has been abolished, and only the main hall is left. There is no need to act separately now. Let's go somewhere! Solve all the problems together. It is best to let the dust settle tonight, otherwise we will wait for the Red Gate Association
If we slow down and unite with other gangs, we will fall short."
As they spoke, several people walked towards the Hongmeng Bar with a slight air of coldness on their faces. At this time, the boss timidly turned his head out of the door. Looking at the few people, only a tall and deep figure was left behind for him.
's back.
Longao Street, Red Dream Bar! Heavy metal music seems to tear the air apart. The mixed air is filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. The music is almost turned to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears. Both men and women are twisting crazily on the dance floor.
Moving her waist and buttocks, the cool-dressed woman happily mingled among the men, using frivolous words to tease those men who couldn't control themselves.
Mo Di, dim light, slightly bloody eyes with slightly squinting eyes, four figures like the erratic phantom slowly entered the bar.
"Fuck... I saw a girl on the street today. Her figure, tsk tsk, is on the same level as Liang Ningbing, the most beautiful female host in Binhai. I went up to chat with her in the spirit of I would rather miss it than let her go. What happened?
Guess what?"
A young man with a completely exposed body was in a foul mood. He had a worthless cigarette in his mouth and crossed his legs. He looked exactly like a gangster. He looked at the six or seven accomplices around him with a lewd smile, maybe.
The kind of scoundrel who just dropped out of school after studying for several years, and he still has some sense of being a polite scum.
"Fei Shao, that girl wouldn't just slap you, hehe, it would be really miserable and shameless, haha." A dwarf who was less than 1.6 meters tall said sarcastically: "How about that?
I'll take care of it?"
"Fuck you, do you think women today are so barbaric? Get out of here! We are civilized people now. It's about taste and realm. What do you, a bird who hasn't even graduated from elementary school, know?"
I treat a beautiful lady as a gentleman of the country, so the beauty will naturally treat me as a gentleman of the country, haha!"
The young man known as Fei Shao kicked the dwarf. The dwarf who was kicked to the ground patted the dust indifferently and stood up muttering. The people nearby smiled and flattered: "Fei Shao, could it be that?
Niu saw that you were as tall and mighty as a jade tree facing the wind, so why did I go to a room with you?"
"j8!"
Fei Shao cursed, "I am known as the Seven Times a Night Man. If I get a room, can I still chat with you hungry perverts here?"
"Have you finally got the phone number? You can share the number with us. Hurry up and give the number to the brothers! The chance of success will be higher if we all join together. Whoever succeeds will do some ** when the time comes. Let's do it together!"
"You bunch of bastards, that girl just said one thing."
Fei Shao said depressedly, squinting at these scumbags who were eager to try, and said: "Fuck..., you guys showed your true colors so quickly? Are you still fucking together, so you're not afraid of being raped by the accused? Then you'll be raping men in prison one by one!"
"
"No, what on earth did that girl say?"
"She said, brother, you look very beastly! There are only two kinds of people in the world who are particularly attractive, one is very beautiful, and the other is like you. You, hurry up and go to the zoo to see if there is anyone suitable for you.
It's your job. You can easily be shot by the police if you run around like this on the street. Oh, don't worry, I won't expose you to the police uncle."
The dejected Fei Shao said sadly: "This is the first time since I was a child that I was raped by a woman like this. I want to beat her, but I can't bear it. She is such a beautiful woman. I want to have sex with her, but I have lost all my courage. You want to laugh?
Just laugh, it’s no big deal, just despise me! Let the storm come more violently! A true warrior dares to face the bleak life!"
The guests around him burst into laughter, and those nearby who didn't know him and heard the sound couldn't help laughing.
At this time, only the four burly young men who had just come in showed no emotion at all. If you look closely, you will find that his unclothed skin is covered with large and small criss-cross scars, forming a strange pattern, like a totem.
, mysterious, bloody.
"By the way, I heard that Hongmen was single-handedly picked on several halls today by a mysterious man? By the way, this is the main hall of Hongmen, nothing will happen, right?" A young man with a figure as tall as a bamboo pole put down a beer bottle.
He gasped while wiping his mouth.
"What are you afraid of? Damn it! I don't believe those people can walk around here." The short man said unconvinced.
"That's not what I said. You haven't seen the madness of those people, especially the young man who calls himself Xiaojun. He has a scimitar on his chest and his feet are full of red blood. There are dozens of people in one hall.
, without even touching his figure, they fell to the ground one by one, and quickly disappeared at the street corner like a ghostly figure. He had the demeanor of a king. In my opinion, if he really came here, he would be a king.
Xiaojun, who can compete with me?" Fei Shao said eloquently. After all, it was the person who got the high school diploma who fooled everyone around him.
"Master Fei, who do you think can compete with that Xiao Jun?" the short man asked curiously.
Fei Shao was surprisingly silent this time, but the others began to discuss it heatedly.
"In our south, there may only be Xu Long, the number one general in the south. He was the number one fighter who was beaten with his fists!"
"Fart, Binhai's strength is complicated. Who knows how many Xu Long there are!" Fei Shao yelled at him.
I don't know when the music was turned off. At this time, an invisible coercion invaded the bar. Everyone nearby suddenly felt a dignified sense of oppression. All arguments were temporarily suspended. The eyes looked towards the four special doors.
The striking figure. "If you want to live, you'd better get out." He said it lightly, and no one felt that he was joking.
Everyone's eyes hesitated for a while, as if they were still silent on the young man's words, but Fei Shao's face changed drastically. He said lightly with a little fear: "Let's go..."
The friends who were with him seemed a little confused, but they still followed his lead and left the bar to ask questions.
With a sound of "Bang...", a figure flew directly to the middle of the bar. The corner of his mouth was slightly bloodshot, and he seemed to be lying on the ground motionless. At this moment, everyone who was still hesitating turned away from the question.
Immediately, a blood-red scimitar appeared in the hands of the young man. He glanced at the surroundings, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned away from what seemed to be a gang member.
Wherever they passed, people fell down, and the blood was particularly dazzling. The slightly soft moonlight seemed to be dyed blood red.
"Madman...madman..." For a moment, it seemed that someone couldn't bear the bloody scene, and even ran and crawled to the ground to ask questions. The fear in his eyes was clear.
"Who are you, and why do you attack our Red Sect Club again and again?" Immediately, a figure, supported by several burly middle-aged men, slowly walked towards the young man using the machete.
"Just because I need a place to stay." The young man said slowly.
"Hmph... I haven't taken action for many years. Do you think that I, Zhu Feiyang, can abdicate now?" Zhu Feiyang sneered, slowly walked towards the young man, and said arrogantly: "I am going to take action. Don't say that I am a sneak attack when I die."
Suddenly, there was a cold feeling in his chest, and Zhu Feiyang felt a heartbreaking pain running through his chest. Warmth and coldness intertwined, almost making him numb.
At this time, everyone in the hall was shocked and extremely shocked by the situation in front of them.
Zhu Feiyang's chest was pierced by an arm with almost perfect muscles.
Violently penetrated the chest!
The strength, speed, and angle are all almost perfect.
The last thing Zhu Feiyang's blurred eyes saw was a cold face and a pair of wild eyes.
At the end of his life, he heard a word from that guy.
"Xiao Jun!"
On a stone street in the west of the city, a slightly old figure looked very crystal clear under the fading moonlight. Two figures walked slowly along the winding bluestone path, two white-haired people.
The old man saw the invincible dragon's hands slapping Tong Sang's face, solemn and majestic.
The two old men, one elegant and the other bold, were dressed in exquisite Tang suits. They were accompanied by several middle-aged men and two young men. They were either deep-seated or domineering. They were obviously very human. Only the last middle-aged man looked a bit
"A chicken stands tall among a flock of cranes." In front of this group of people, he looked like an honest farmer, without any imposing manner at all. He was hunched over, eyes narrowed, and drowsy.