Seeing that Mr. Fang was doing something, the manager resignedly left with his head lowered. But after a while, he came back again, which made Fang Hua a little unhappy.
"Damn it, didn't you see that this young master is doing something? He's tired of living, isn't he?"
"Master Fang, it's like this..." The manager waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "A brother outside told me that there is a sneaky fat man in the parking lot in front of the bar, and he is everywhere asking about you, Master Fang."
"Damn it, where did that little fat guy come from..." Mr. Fang was so happy that he was breathing heavily, "Here, ask me about this little thing, what do you do, what do you eat... feel comfortable...
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"Yes, Mr. Fang, I know what to do."
The manager slowly exited and closed the door carefully. After exiting the private room, his smiling face immediately turned cold. As soon as he waved his hand, two young men ran over.
"Brother Li, what's the matter?" A younger brother handed over a Yellow Crane Tower, and Manager Li took it and held it in his mouth.
Another boy quickly came over and held up a lighter to light the cigarette for Manager Li.
"Beat the boy outside the door and throw him on the road. Keep it clean and don't cause any trouble to Mr. Fang."
"Don't worry, Brother Li, leave it to us."
The two younger brothers nodded repeatedly, with a sinister look in their eyes. I don't know how many times they have done this kind of thing.
At this time, in the parking lot outside the bar, a little fat man, who was not very tall, was holding a small black leather backpack in his hand, looking around thiefly.
This guy also ran over and asked the two hotel security guards who looked like door gods guarding the door.
"Hello, I would like to ask, is Fang Hua inside?"
The two big and thick security guards just crossed their arms and glanced at the little fat man coldly, as if they were looking at a dead person.
The security guard ignored him, and Liu Chuan could only lean on a car, trying to wait for Fang Hua to come out.
He hugged the black leather backpack tightly. Inside was a seven-hole knife he bought from a Tibetan vendor. This kind of knife has seven round holes on the back, which can be used to stab people.
It can bring air into the body and can be described as a vicious knife.
In order to take revenge, Liu Chuan no longer cares so much.
He didn't realize that his hand holding the backpack started to tremble a little.
At this time, four gangsters came from four directions, humming a tune, holding cigarettes in their mouths, and seemed to walk over casually.
Liu Chuan only stared at the door of the bar, fearing that he would miss Fang Hua when he came out. These four gangsters slowly surrounded him, and he didn't even know it.
He only came back to his senses when a gangster threw a cigarette butt on him.
"You, what are you going to do?" Liu Chuan was startled, and then he realized that there were four more gangsters with hair dyed in various colors around him. These gangsters all smiled evilly, making him feel hairy all over.
"What are you doing?" A gangster stretched out his hand and patted Liu Chuan's face, "Boy, do you know whose territory this is? If you want to cause trouble here, you don't have to weigh your own weight."
After saying that, he gave Liu Chuan a big mouth with a slap. This Liu Chuan was just an ordinary college student who hadn't had much training yet. He was slapped by this mouth and his eyes were filled with stars, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Beat! Let this kid not grow eyes!" These gangsters immediately punched and kicked Liu Chuan hard, beating Liu Chuan to avoid the flesh and blood. But this kid was also tough and just held his black backpack without saying a word.
throat.
"This guy probably has a lot of money in his bag!" A young gangster guessed immediately when he saw Liu Chuan hugging his backpack tightly.
"Damn, give me the bag!" The leading gangster immediately snatched the backpack from Liu Chuan's hand.
"No!" Liu Chuan was like an enraged beast. His eyes immediately turned red and he began to fight against these gangsters. Although he didn't exercise much, he was fat and had some strength. This struggle suddenly knocked him away.
The gangster who was snatching his backpack.
"Damn it, you still dare to resist!"
"There must be a lot of money! Grab it quickly!"
Several gangsters became excited and snatched Liu Chuan's backpack with all their strength. Liu Chuan's mind was finally burned with anger, and he no longer waited for Fang Hua to come out. He took out the seven-hole knife from his backpack. The snow-white blade was on
The lights shone in the night, hitting the faces of those gangsters.
"Damn it, he has a knife!" Several gangsters were startled. Liu Chuan's eyes were already red, and he wielded a seven-hole knife and chopped off a gangster's head and face.
"Ah!" The little gangster was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his crotch was wet. Liu Chuan's knife fell and was blocked by the front cover of the car behind the gangster.
With a sound of "Dang!", the Toyota SUV immediately started sparking, and there was a shallow knife mark on the hood.
"Holy crap, this kid is crazy!" Liu Chuan was indeed crazy. He was brandishing a seven-hole knife, shouting strangely, chasing a few gangsters and slashing them. The two security guards who looked like door gods didn't even watch the fun.
He took out his asp stick from his clothes and walked slowly towards Liu Chuan.
Different from those little gangsters, these two security guards are big thugs who are commonly known as watchers. Although Liu Chuan holds a seven-hole knife in his hand, in their opinion, they are the same as a gangster who has not developed his intelligence.
There is no difference between children playing with knives.
"Bang!" The security guard walking in front dodged Liu Chuan's knife, and then hit Liu Chuan hard on the lower abdomen with the asp stick in his hand.
At this time, Liu Chuan felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit head-on by a car. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He squatted on the ground, and the seven-hole knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"What a fool! How dare you threaten me with a knife and beat him to death!" When the gangsters saw that there was no danger, they immediately showed off their power and came over to Liu Chuan and beat him on the head and face.
"Keep it clean and don't get any more blood here." The security guard who just beat Liu Chuan lit up a cigarette and said calmly.
"Brother Scar, don't worry, you guys are very smart with your moves." Because the security guard had a scar on his face, several gangsters called him that.
"That's good." The security guard named Scar nodded and stood aside indifferently watching Liu Chuan being beaten.
"Come on, buddy, borrow a fire." At this time, a cold voice sounded from behind him.
Scar was startled, and quickly turned around, only to be horrified to find that in front of him was a strange man wearing a black leather windbreaker, with a face covered in black scales and a pair of green pupils.
"Who are you!" He was shocked, and at the same time, he swung the stick in his hand towards the man's face.
With a "pop" sound, the ASP whipped the man's face hard with the stick, but the other man's head just tilted, nothing happened. Instead, he looked at Scar with a very teasing look.
Scar was dumbfounded. He could definitely draw blood from a person's head with this move. But the mysterious man opposite him was completely fine.
"It's just a fire, why are you so violent?" The man sneered, stretched out his black claws, lifted Scar's collar, and easily lifted him into the air.
"Pa!" Another security guard was not a vegetarian either. He picked up the seven-hole knife that Liu Chuan had dropped on the ground and slashed it towards the waist of the man in black.
But the man just stretched out his left hand...it could also be called his left paw, and grasped the sharp edge of the seven-hole knife.
"Prepare to have nightmares!" He groaned, grabbed the scar, and hit the other security guard on the head. The two fierce security guards fainted together.
And several gangsters were frightened. These two security guards were famous thugs in this area, but they were killed effortlessly.
"Run! Go find Mr. Fang!" the leading gangster shouted immediately.
The four gangsters were smart enough to run separately.
The man in black, Qin Chao, sneered. He stood there and did not chase. He just took out his Soul Prison Lock from his Sumeru Ring and swung it at a few fleeing gangsters.
Got out.
After the soul-prisoning lock was promoted to the third level of the human weapon, its extra ability was to stretch. The chain flew out and circled around, immediately entangled the four gangsters, trapped them together, and were given by Qin Chao.
Pull to your side.
"You guys should also take a nap." Qin Chao threw up the chain and slammed them against the SUV that Liu Chuan had just slashed.
Several gangsters screamed and fainted.
Only the leading gangster, who was trapped on the outside by the chain, was not knocked unconscious, but he was hit hard and groaned in pain.
Qin Chao walked over, grabbed the gangster's hair, and asked him in a low voice.
"Where is Fang Hua's car?"
"Then, that one!" The gangster was so frightened that he lost his mind and pointed at a black Audi A6L next to him.
The Audi A6L still has a black license plate hanging on it. This kind of license plate represents the license plate of a foreign company bringing its own cars from abroad. It symbolizes the power of this company. Generally, the traffic police on the road dare not take care of it.
"Very good." Qin Chao nodded, and then hit the gangster's head against the door of the SUV, causing the gangster to pass out.
"Who are you?" Liu Chuan was a little confused after being beaten. Looking at this tall man in black, he always felt that the voice was very familiar.
Qin Chao looked at Liu Chuan lying on the ground and didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand and pointed to the road outside. The meaning was obvious, and he wanted to leave here immediately.
"I won't leave, I, I want to help Yu Qian get revenge!" Liu Chuan said, and tried to grab the seven-hole knife on the ground.
Qin Chao frowned and kicked the seven-hole knife under a car. Then, he bent down, patted Liu Chuan on the shoulder, and stuffed a lit stick into his mouth.
Honghe cigarettes.
"You don't need to kill him, he is mine..." Qin Chao said in a rough voice.
Fang Hua didn't know about the fierce battle outside. He was quite comfortable being served by the girl that Manager Li found. Although he could do things anywhere, he still liked to find a high-end hotel and sit in the bathtub of the presidential suite.
Play with a beautiful woman in a mandarin duck bath.
So, this guy drank a lot of wine, wandered around, and walked outside with his arms around the girl.
"Master Fang, let me see you off!" Manager Li quickly followed.
"No! Master... I can leave on my own!" Fang Hua pushed Manager Li away, grabbed the girl's perky butt, and walked outside the bar.
Fang Hua couldn't drive, so according to custom, the security guard at the door would drive him to where he wanted to go.
This time was no exception. The security guard in a bar uniform had already helped Fang Hua start the car and opened the door for Mr. Fang.