Lu Fan grabbed Scarface's neck and pulled him up from the ground, watching indifferently as he tremblingly took out the key from his trouser pocket and opened the iron lock on the door.
"What are you still doing? Open the door!"
Scarface glanced at the group of shivering horses behind him from the corner of his eye, and shouted loudly.
The group of horse boys had just woken up from the shock, and hurriedly ran up and divided into two groups to open the large iron door of the nightclub from the left and right, and then took the initiative to open the door and let Lu Fan in.
Are you kidding? Even the boss is in the opponent's hands now, what else can they do?
Scarface was carried into the door by Lu Fan. He looked at Lu Fan with an ugly face and said with a smile, "Brother, what are you talking about? Mr. Chen is sleeping in the box on the fourth floor. Do you think you can go up by yourself? We will..."
"You are hostages." Lu Fan said.
"What?" Scarface was startled, "Brother, we are just Ma Chai under Mr. Chen. Our lives are worthless in front of him. If you let us go, we promise not to say a word.
…”
Scarface's intestines turned green with regret. If they had known that this guy was so good at fighting, they should have taken him down as soon as they arrived. They would have beaten him out from here with random sticks, and now he fell into the hands of the other party. If this was the case
He also led the person upstairs, and there was no difference between him and death.
Lu Fan glanced at him, carried Scarface and walked upstairs.
Along the way, the group of horsemen followed behind with electric batons, keeping a certain distance from Lu Fan and being careful not to get too close.
Wu Xiongfei also kept looking at Lu Fan with a complicated expression, without saying a word.
There is no lighting rendering during the day, and the entire interior of the club looks a bit shabby.
Lu Fan carried Scarface and walked straight to the fourth floor. He stopped in front of a two-door mahogany door and asked, "Is Chen Hao in here?"
"Yes……"
boom!
Before Scarface could finish speaking, Lu Fan kicked open the door and strode in.
"Who the hell dares to kick down my door and live impatiently?"
It wasn't until Lu Fan walked into the house that he remembered an impatient curse deep in the house.
"Chen Hao, I'm here to see you."
Lu Fan walked into the bedroom from the main hall with his scar face in his hand. He saw a big bed that occupied more than half of the width of the bedroom. A pale man and three beautiful beauties were sleeping together, with their arms folded.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Fan who suddenly barged in in horror.
"Wang Bin! What the hell is going on? Did you bring this person?"
The man reacted, pointed at Scarface and cursed.
Wang Bin is the security captain of his club. He lets people enter the club in broad daylight, but now he actually brings people into his bedroom. He is really impatient!
"Mr. Chen, it's not me..."
Wang Bin looked ashen and wanted to explain, but suddenly he felt his neck loosen and his whole body was thrown to the ground.