The Private City Bar is also on Binjiang Avenue, a few hundred meters away from Xinhua Qingchi. It was originally managed by Wang Xing. Later, when Wang Xing went to work at the police station, the bar was left to others to take care of. The business has always been very good. Jiangbei
A great place for hipsters at midnight.
When Zhuo Li and others rushed to the bar, the police had cordoned off the scene and cordoned off the door. There was a pool of blood on the ground. It was said that the injured had been sent to the hospital for first aid. The bar staff were under investigation by the police. Surveillance video
They were also taken away by the police station. There were still a large number of onlookers outside the door, so much so that the traffic on the road was blocked.
Today's Zhuo Li is no longer the tough young man wearing camouflage pants and old suits. He wears elegant brand-name T-shirts, crisp trousers, spotless crocodile leather shoes, a shaved green head, a rosy face, and a slight smile.
The slender belly shows the demeanor of a successful person.
In addition to the two people standing behind, there has been no legend about them on the road for a long time, but no one dares to forget them. Three of the four heavenly kings of Gaotupo back then were present today, which shows the impact of this incident.
big.
Police station chief Song Tingyuan was an old acquaintance of Liu Ziguang. Since he was transferred from the traffic patrol brigade to work at Jiajiang Station, he has had more opportunities to deal with bosses like Zhuo Li. He came over and said hello: "Come in and talk.
Standing at the door has a bad influence."
Several people entered the bar, found chairs and sat down, asking witnesses to describe the incident. An hour ago, a group of guests came to the bar. They were all 17 or 18 years old and had foreign accents. They sat and drank at first, and then went out to dance.
, they started fighting without knowing why. The gang pulled out machetes and axes from under the chairs and beat up a group of guests. The two gangs fought from the dance floor to the door, and chopped one person down at the door on the spot.
The long knife was embedded in the skull and could not be pulled out. The injured man's companion ran away, and the group gave chase.
Zhuo Li slapped the armrest of the chair and yelled angrily: "How do you know the place and let people bring this guy in!"
The bar manager murmured: "Who would have thought that they would dare to cause trouble on the second brother's ground."
Director Song said: "Xiao Zhuo, calm down and think carefully about whether you have offended anyone recently?"
Zhuo Li rubbed his blue scalp: "No, it's been pretty peaceful recently. Besides, they're not my people. I don't know these two guys at all."
Lao Song said: "If people come to your place to cause trouble, they will definitely look for something strange. Let's do this. The case will be handed over to the police. Xiaozhuo, please don't mess around. Just stop at the bar for two days. That's it. I'll leave first."
After seeing off Director Song, Zhuo Li had people pull down the rolling shutter door of the bar and called a meeting with everyone present today.
A group of waiters, DJs and security guards sat alone in the empty bar, looking at the big boss anxiously. Zhuo Li's fingers flicked on the armrests of the chairs: "Tell me, what happened today?"
A security guard stood up and said, "Second brother, don't worry about this. They can't get away with this. Someone saw them taking a taxi. That taxi often solicits customers in front of our bar. They all have familiar faces. Look back."
Just ask the driver where to get off."
Zhuo Li nodded: "Okay, you can check this matter later. Is there anything else anyone else can say? What troubles have you gotten into recently? Who has it? Just tell me casually and I will help you solve it. If you let me find out, then
That’s not the case anymore.”
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little tense. Suddenly a waitress raised her hand and said, "Boss, I seem to see that they started to fight because of a woman."
"Who is this girl? Do you know her?"
"I don't know him, but he looks familiar. He often hangs out in our bar."
"Find! Whoever dug it out for me is a damn fool. He dares to cause trouble on my land. I'm tired of living!" Zhuo Li threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out: "I won't leave today.
If the matter is not handled well, I won’t be able to sleep.”
The second brother had spoken, how could the people under his command not work hard? My friend on the road wanted to investigate someone, and they had more methods than the police. In less than an hour, the taxi driver and the woman who caused the trouble were all
was brought.
The driver was very happy. He poured the beans out of the bamboo tube and said everything: "Those kids are not locals. They seem to have accents from Pingchuan. They got off the bus at No. 43, Binjiang New Village. I really don't know anything else."
"Man, if you think about it again, is there anyone else?" Zhuo Li asked.
"Well, there seems to be a lame man. He's not very lame, but he can't walk very well. He looks like he's in his forties. He's waiting for these brats downstairs."
"Okay, thank you." Zhuo Li asked someone to take the driver out, and then brought the girl in. She was an ordinary girl in her twenties, fourteen or five, who worked at Emgrand Mall. She had no other part-time jobs and no friends on the road.
, I just like to go clubbing. Now I was so scared that I burst into tears. I kept arguing that those people really had nothing to do with me.
The gangsters were very discerning and could tell at a glance that the girl was not lying. Zhuo Li waved her hand and asked people to send her away. He said to Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai: "While the police station is still investigating, let's arrest these guys and teach them a lesson."
A meal."
They both agreed, and immediately brought a dozen people with them, and drove five cars to No. 43, Binjiang New Village. It was already two o'clock in the night, and there was no one on the road in the community. Binjiang New Village was a 90-year-old house.
The old community built in the early 1990s didn't even have a doorman. If you wanted to ask about anything, you couldn't find anyone. Just when he was worried, Bei Xiaoshuai pointed to the bright window upstairs and said, "That's the one, it must be right."
Everyone looked up and saw that the windows on the sixth floor of the second unit were brightly lit, and the harsh song "Legend of the Phoenix" could be heard. Zhuo Li waved his hand: "Go up and arrest people!"
Friends on the street are not as particular as the police when doing things. It doesn't matter if they find the wrong person. Anyway, people who make noise in the middle of the night should be beaten. The corridors of the old-fashioned residential area are narrow, and a group of people are filing up. The sixth floor is the top floor, and there are two stairs per ladder.
The house on the left is equipped with a security door, and there are blessing characters and couplets on the door. The house on the right has a bare wooden door, and deafening music comes from outside the wooden door.
Zhuo Li rolled up his sleeves, moved his legs and feet, stepped forward and kicked hard. The door opened with a bang, and the brothers swarmed in with weapons in hand. Zhuo Li stretched out his hand and pulled out the saber from his arms, and walked in aggressively. Now the younger brother
There was no need for Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai to go into battle in person. They looked at each other and followed suit.
This apartment has three bedrooms and one living room. The area is quite large. The decoration is obviously in the style of the last century. The air is filled with the smell of smelly feet and the choking smell of inferior cigarettes. Eight shirtless boys have been controlled. Zhuo Li
His subordinates were all strong men with big shoulders and round waists, wearing tight black clothes, sunglasses and baseball caps. Their big leather boots stepped hard on the heads of these thin boys. When compared with each other, the difference in strength was quite large.
The music was turned off and calm returned to the room. Someone found a large pile of machetes and iron bars from under the bed, placed them in front of Zhuo Li and said, "Second brother, here is the physical evidence."
Someone moved a chair and asked Brother Zhuo to sit down. Zhuo Li nodded approvingly, lit a cigarette and said, "Put it over to me one by one, and I'll intercede them."
While Zhuo Li was asking questions, Liu Ziguang looked around at the gangster's lair. The kitchen was a mess, with hot sauce jars, empty instant noodle bags, piles of empty beer bottles, the floor in the room, countless cigarette butts and phlegm stains thrown in the corners.
I was holding several large pirated online novels, and on an old computer, several QQs were flashing non-stop. When I clicked on them, I saw that they were all dialog boxes of girls with Martian names, and someone’s QQ space.
Liu Ziguang was updating the diary. He was very interested and pulled up a chair to sit down and take a closer look.
"It is my life creed that I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will destroy his whole family!"
"Today is the day when our Dragon Hall was established. The boss of Dragon Hall, Brother Long, has a ruthless personality and dares to strike. The second boss, Brother Hao, is witty and dares to risk his life at critical moments... Miao Miao, the youngest, impulsive and the most ruthless…
…”
"Longtang's goal is to become the largest gang in Jiangbei within a year. It has nine gangs. Shadow is responsible for intelligence collection; Wolf Group is responsible for assassinations; Tiger Group is responsible for looking after Longtang's industry; Dragon Group is responsible for internal law enforcement within the gang...
…”
"When we came to Jiangbei City, we were lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted brother... He taught us many principles of life... Don't bully young people into poverty..."
"Today is the day we leave Pingchuan. My brothers and I all swore that we must behave like a human being and let everyone who looks down on me die!"
"I would rather bear the curse of the whole world than lose you——my beloved Xiaohong..."
Liu Ziguang moved the mouse, admiring the masterpieces of this talented man from Longtang, and then opened the photo album and saw a group of high-spirited young people gathered together, with exaggerated hairstyles, green eyes, and green dragon and white tiger tattoos on their thin spines.
Holding cheap Zhejiang-made knives in their hands, they all tried their best to look down on the world. The long-haired man sitting in front of everyone was probably the boss of Longtang, Brother Long.
"You still have such a strong mouth, let me give you a taste of what it means to be powerful." Brother Zhuo's roar came from behind. Looking back, he was grabbing a boy's long hair, and the cigarette butt in his hand almost burned that person's face.
He was embarrassed, but the young man still had an attitude of vowing to die, with his stubborn lips tightly closed. Looking at the others, even though they were covered with swords and sticks, no one was afraid.
With a "pop" sound, Zhuo Li slapped him, and five finger prints suddenly appeared on the young man's face. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he remained silent and his eyes were full of hatred and unyielding.
"Boy, let go." Liu Ziguang said kindly, and Zhuo Li threw the boy to the ground angrily and walked aside to smoke.
Liu Ziguang lit a cigarette and stuffed it into the young man's mouth. The young man was not polite at all. He took two strong puffs and flicked his long hair, showing a righteous and generous sacrifice.
"Don't be afraid. I don't hit anyone. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Liu Ziguang. If you want to make a name for yourself in Jiangbei, you should have heard of this name."
The young man flicked his purple long hair again and said disdainfully: "Liu Ziguang, Zhuo Laoer, Li Jianguo, Bei Xiaoshuai, Gao Tupo's four great kings, who doesn't know about it, but don't be complacent, you will become history sooner or later.
"
Zhuo Li, who was smoking a cigarette, suddenly turned around and cursed: "Fuck, we still have to get fucked. We will become history. You fucking little brats are in charge, right? You really took Ecstasy!"
"Hmph, don't bully young people into being poor. You were not from the bottom of society." The young man said unyieldingly.
"Holy shit, you're still going strong." Zhuo Li stepped forward to hit him again, but Liu Ziguang stopped him.
"Boy, you are quite talented. I think I taught you this from Lame Si." Liu Ziguang still kept a smile on his face, but this smile seemed to be more intimidating than Zhuo Li's threats.
"Who is Lame Four?" Zhuo Li was also puzzled.
"The fourth child is lame, so he is the fourth child." Liu Ziguang said.