At this moment, a man in a black T-shirt walked to the two of them.

The man is about thirty years old, with a flat head, thin body, and a medium-sized appearance. He is not handsome, but not ugly. His cheeks are tough, his facial features are clearly contoured, his lips are tightly pursed into a gap, and his eyes are cold, giving people a feeling that he is not close to others.

On the man's left cheek, there was a scar several inches long, which slanted from the corner of his mouth, making a face that was originally ordinary instantly become ferocious and fierce.

"Brother Wu, you are here."

When they noticed the man approaching, the two who had spoken before quickly got up and showed a flattering smile on their faces.

The man called "Brother Wu" nodded slightly, ignored the two of them, pulled open the stool and sat down, and raised his hand to the bartender behind the bartender: "A glass of brandy."

The bartender has a tiger back and a bear waist, and his arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs. He stands there like an iron tower, with his eyes full of fierce light, full of intimidation.

However, in front of this man who suddenly appeared, the bartender seemed to have changed from a tiger to a cat, nodding and bowing: "Yes, Brother Wu."

Seeing that Brother Wu ignored him, the two men looked at each other and felt that they were in a difficult situation.

But they have seen strong storms and waves after all, and they are quite famous in the Tao. They quickly adjusted their mentality and smiled more flatteringly.

"Brother Wu, can that money be limited to a few more days? I'm really tight on my hands recently." The man with a squid face on the left rubbed his hands embarrassedly and hardened his head.

"oh?"

Brother Wu raised his eyebrows, held a glass with brandy in one hand, stared at the front, and glanced at the other person with only a glance: "You are here to look for me for this?"

The two men nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, if it weren't for this matter, we wouldn't dare to disturb Brother Wu."

"You know, how much energy I put in and how much risk I took to settle that case?"

Brother Wu slowly shook the glass, his tone was plain and without any ups and downs: "You fight and kill people in my bar, but now you say you can't afford to compensate me. Do you think I'm easy to bully, right?"

The two men's foreheads were covered in cold sweat.

The man on the right, who looked so gentle and gentle, swallowed his mouth like a child who had done something wrong, and lowered his head and said, "Brother Wu, please give us another three days. In three days, we promise to give the full compensation!"

Brother Wu grinned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You said so three days ago, three days later, when will it end?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the thick-soled glass with brandy hard on the head of the man with a heavy face!

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound that made the scalp numb, the man with a fat face was smashed to the ground, and he fainted without even humming.

Blood gushed out from the man's head, and soon dyed half of his face red.

"My patience is limited, only this one time, so I won't be an example."

Brother Wu shook his hand, gently put down the blood-stained glass at the bottom, and turned to look at another man with a pale face: "Three days later, if you don't pay back the money, you will all go to Southeast Asia to sell your butt!"

"Please rest assured, Brother Wu, even if we try our best, we will pay back the money we owe you!" Another man endured his fear and sweared.

"snort."

Brother Wu snorted coldly in his nostrils, and he spit out a word with a blank expression: "Get out!"

The man was like a general amnesty, bent down and helped his unconscious companion up and staggered away from the bar.

"waste."

Brother Wu spat with contempt, picked up the bottle of wine placed on the bar, poured a large glass of wine, then raised his neck and drank it all in one go.

Bar corner.

Lin Chong withdrew his gaze, his eyes flashed, thinking.

"This man named Wu Ge is very good at kung fu. He seems to have the peak of Mingjin cultivation. No wonder he can be a hero among ordinary people."

"Looking at his tone, the fighting that happened some time ago seemed to be related to the two men who had just left. The power behind him was indeed quite powerful, and he could actually settle the murder case."

"I don't know when the Hundred Ghosts will take action. I must seize the time. Although I don't know which force is behind him, it doesn't matter, so I choose him."

Lin Chong has always been a straightforward and straightforward move. Since he set his goal, he no longer looked forward and continued to hide in the shadows and quietly waited for the opportunity.

Time flies, and half an hour passes in a blink of an eye.

Within this half hour, some people entered the bar, without exception, all of them were traitors, and many of them had a faint smell of blood.

"Dad, please let go of my dad..."

In the chaotic and noisy bar, a crisp cry suddenly sounded.

Lin Chong's ears moved, he opened his eyes, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The crying was a little girl who was only seven or eight years old. She was wearing a dirty dress and could no longer see her original color. Her face was black and white, covered with crisscrossing tears.

She was grabbed by a strong man and could not break free even if she struggled hard, because compared to adults, her strength was too small.

Not far from the little girl, a middle-aged man with blood on his face was lying on his back, his eyes closed, and if it weren't for the slight ups and downs on his chest, he looked no different from a dead person.

Next to the middle-aged man was standing a big man with dark skin and powerful Kong Wu. He had no head or eyebrows, tattooed on his head, and his fists drooped beside him kept dripping blood.

The huge bar suddenly became quiet.

"It's so unlucky. I actually got my clothes dirty. I just bought this one today."

The big man twisted his neck and kicked the middle-aged man in the lower abdomen, kicking the latter to the ground for several meters, slid to the feet of Brother Wu.

"Don't hit my dad, please don't hit my dad again..."

Seeing this scene, the little girl couldn't help but burst into tears.

However, the little girl's sad crying could not touch these strait-hearted illegal people.

"Shut up, stop crying!"

The strong man who grabbed the little girl lowered his head and roared: "I will tear your mouth after crying again!"

But the strong man's warning was useless, and the little girl cried even harder.

But because she cried for too long, her voice gradually became hoarse, her voice became even more intense and her dress was wet with tears.

However, who cares about a little girl’s feelings?

"Boss, what should I do?"

The dark-skinned man walked up to Brother Wu, pointed to the middle-aged man who was unconscious on the ground and said, "He seems to have no money."
Chapter completed!