The manager of the entertainment city heard the commotion downstairs and quickly came down to check, only to see several gangsters holding down a waiter and beating him violently.
"Who the hell are you?" Zhao Zhidong raised his chin and looked at the manager who was coaxing him over.
"I'm the manager here. If you have any questions, you can tell me..."
"Fuck, stop talking nonsense. Your waiter looks down on others and hurts my brother's self-esteem. If you don't use a few million to apologize today, I will smash your fucking store!" Zhao Zhidong interrupted the manager fiercely.
if.
Now that things have come to this point, it can no longer be seen that Zhao Zhidong and others are just looking for trouble, then he, the manager, can also be laid off.
"Do you know who is behind this?" The manager was confident. In his opinion, these little bastards were not enough to piss off Brother Crocodile, and he himself was one of Brother Crocodile's subordinates. Crocodile killed him
Staying here as a manager is actually to keep an eye on the drug business here, so I feel very confident.
"I don't care who the hell is covering you, brothers, smash it for me!" Wei Yong yelled, took the lead and kicked the manager over, and all his subordinates also took turns to smash their arms. Seeing this formation, all of them
All the guests disappeared in a flash.
The crocodile moved quickly. After receiving the call, he summoned dozens of boys to fuck the guy and hurried over. When he arrived at the entertainment city, he ordered several boys to block the back door so that no one could be let go. Then he rushed in angrily.
Got in.
As soon as they entered the door, Crocodile and the boys he brought were immediately dumbfounded, wondering if they had seen a ghost. The entire hall of the club was clean and tidy, the music was playing as usual, and the flashlights were flashing as usual, but there was not a single person.
"Anyone who's breathing, get the hell out of here!" the crocodile roared angrily, and quickly ordered someone to turn off the stereo.
The whole hall immediately became quiet, and with the colorful lights, it looked extremely strange. The crocodile suddenly felt uneasy. Suddenly, there seemed to be a strange noise coming from the second floor. The crocodile was stunned for a moment, but he still had the courage to lead the way towards the stairs.
past.
Just a few steps after taking the stairs, suddenly, a figure rushed towards him. The crocodile was startled, raised his hand and stabbed him with a knife.
"Pfft!" The crocodile stabbed out quickly and hard, piercing deeply into the man's body. When he saw the other person's face clearly, the crocodile suddenly jumped in surprise, "Why is it you!"
The person who was stabbed by the crocodile was the manager on duty. Although his face was deformed by the beating, he could still recognize his original shape. The manager was originally beaten and gagged, but now he was stabbed by the crocodile.
Life or death is uncertain.
"Brother Crocodile, get up...up there!" The manager spat out blood, and after finishing speaking with difficulty, he didn't know whether he fainted or was really dead.
"**!" The crocodile was furious, and accidentally injured one of his subordinates in a flash, but he didn't even see a hair on the opponent's head. He then rushed up with his machete.
When a person is angry, his or her IQ is only half of its original value. The crocodile's IQ at this time can already be classified as mentally retarded. Although it is extremely angry and brave, in the eyes of humans, it is just an angry baboon.
Wei Yong, Zhao Zhidong and others who were dormant on the second floor were waiting for this opportunity!
"Fuck, fuck me!" Wei Yong turned his sword and jumped out first. Zhao Zhidong led the other boys to follow closely behind and fought with the crocodile in the corridor.
Luring the crocodile into the corridor for a decisive battle was also the result of careful deliberation by Wei Yong and Zhao Zhidong. They only had about forty people, and the crocodile side was conservatively estimated to be twice as many as themselves. Although their side had undergone two months of special training, they had not yet accepted the
Actual combat tests showed that setting up a battle formation and fighting a crocodile would result in losses, so Wei Yong and Zhao Zhidong came up with this idea.
The corridor space is narrow, and a maximum of five people can stand side by side. To put it simply, fighting in the corridor can minimize the numerical disadvantage. No matter how many people there are on the other side, we can only engage in rounds of 5v5. One side has
There are two masters, Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong, but the opponent only has Crocodile. As soon as the battle started, Crocodile was beaten and retreated.
It seemed that the outcome was decided, but after a while, Wei Yong's weakness of lack of actual combat experience was exposed. The so-called actual combat experience does not refer to ordinary street fights like swinging bricks, but to large-scale fights like this.
A large-scale, organized and tactical knife-wielding fight.
At the beginning, the Chic Gang led by Crocodile suffered a lot of losses due to the decline of the boss's IQ. However, the huge gap between professional gangsters and ordinary gangsters soon became apparent. Crocodile was stabbed twice in the shoulder.
, his head came to his senses, and he led the younger brothers to retreat calmly while fighting.
However, the blood wolves led by Wei Yong and Zhao Zhidong were all dazzled by their passion and short-lived victory. Their IQs collectively declined rapidly. When they saw the opponent retreating, they couldn't wait to press forward. When they realized something was wrong, they already realized that they had already reached the end of the battlefield.
Hit the hall.
The battlefield suddenly widened, and the huge advantage of numbers was once again brought into play. The Xiaosha Gang quickly dispersed in an organized and disciplined manner, smashing the Blood Wolf Gang into pieces, dividing them into small groups, and then giving full play to the strength of their numbers.
The superiority divides them and surrounds them. Now, the Xiaosha Gang can't retreat even if they want to, so they can only fight hard!
In an inconspicuous corner of the hall, the lights here are very dim, but if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find a person sitting here, wearing black clothes, shaking a glass of red wine in his hand, watching this scene with interest, he
At his feet, there lay a man with a severely deformed face, wearing a waiter's uniform, his mouth was blocked, and his Adam's apple made a faint hum.
With ordinary facial features and a delicate face, this person is none other than Xiao Yi. He has been sitting here since the crocodile came in, but he can't see clearly from the angle of the door. Moreover, the crocodile's attention was quickly attracted to the second floor.
, so Xiao Yicai is calm and relaxed here.
The waiter lying at his feet was the one who looked down upon others and secretly decided to beat Xiao Yi into a dog. At this time, he was tied into a rice dumpling, his mouth was blocked by a pair of smelly socks, and his face was beaten.
He couldn't see the original appearance, just like what Xiao Yi said to him before, if a dog looks down on people, he will one day be inferior to a dog. This waiter who looks down on people is worse than a dog at this moment.
Looking at the fierce fight in the hall, Xiao Yi frowned. It seemed that he had to take action himself!
He was not going to do it himself today because he had seen the battle plan of Wei Yong and others. If the plan could be followed, there would be at least a 70% chance of victory. However, the moment he saw Wei Yong and others pressing out of the stairwell
, he frowned.
It seems that it will not take a day or two to complete the transformation from an ordinary gangster to a professional gangster. The unstructured fights like Wei Yong and others will fail sooner or later.
Xiao Yi drank the red wine in his hand and slowly walked towards the battle group in unison.
When a gangster from the Xiaosha Gang was in the middle of chopping, he suddenly noticed that his vest was shaking, and he didn't know anything anymore. The knife in his hand didn't know when it got into Xiao Yi's hand.
Xiao Yi's figure was like a ghost, wandering among the crowd, and in the blink of an eye he chopped down several key points. The Xiaosha Gang was in chaos, and the Blood Wolf Gang reunited. In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed again, Wei Yong and Zhao Zhidong
Already cut into bloody men, they suddenly felt that the people who were besieging them fell to the ground, and their morale suddenly surged.
In the blink of an eye, the Xiaosha gang was killed and fled in all directions. The disadvantage of Wei Yong and others' inexperience was once again revealed. In this planned attack, they even ignored blocking the door and allowed the opponents to flee one by one.
After the Blood Wolf Gang rushed out to kill for a while, they returned to the hall, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed. They won the first battle. From then on, they had their own place and took the step of transforming from ordinary gangsters into professional underworld.
A big step forward.
But then they stopped laughing, because they suddenly discovered a very important problem, the boss of the Xiaosha Gang, the crocodile, was missing!
As the eldest brother of the Chic Gang, Crocodile is not only excellent at killing people, but also at escaping. He must be fully developed to be qualified to become the boss of a gang.
With tears in his eyes, the crocodile ran desperately. In the dark night, he looked extremely downcast and lonely. His tears were not just for his brothers who were uncertain about his life or death, but more of a sigh for his hard work.
The achievements he had made with a single slash were destroyed in one blow, and he lamented that fate had a way with people, lamented that the knife wound on his shoulder was really painful, and lamented that it would be unkind to not take revenge, although I don't know what kind of gentleman he really is.
He didn't know how long he ran, but after he was sure to get rid of his pursuers, he finally stopped, bending over and breathing heavily.
"Crocodile, this is your life."
Suddenly, a voice came from the front. It was not loud, but it was absolutely clear.
The crocodile was startled, tightened the knife in his hand, and looked forward fiercely. Only then did he realize that there was someone squatting in the corner in front of him, a man in black, who seemed to blend in with the dark night.
As one body, if he didn't make a sound, it would be difficult for others to spot him.
"Who are you!" The crocodile is indeed a crocodile. At this time, his words have returned to the calmness of the big brother, but he is a little trembling. I don't know if it is because of inner fear or excessive physical exertion.
The man didn't answer the crocodile's words. Not only did he light a cigarette in dissatisfaction, but after taking a deep breath, he blew out the smoke ring and said calmly: "Evil wolf!"
"Evil wolf?" Crocodile is not in the world of killers or mercenaries. Naturally, he doesn't know who the evil wolf is. But at the moment, he doesn't want to know that much. The other party is just one person. In terms of duel, he, Crocodile, has not
Who have you been afraid of?
"If you are wise, get out of here!" The crocodile is not afraid, but that doesn't mean he wants to kill anyone casually. As long as the other party doesn't cause trouble for him, he won't be too lazy to do it.
"I'm sorry, you have to die!" The man smoked in a very rhythmic manner, with the cigarette butt flickering in and out in a very regular pattern.
"**Youma!" the crocodile roared angrily and struck with a knife, but as soon as he raised his hand, it stopped dead in its tracks. Suddenly, a triangular blood hole appeared in his throat, and blood spurted out!