"Do you want us to betray our brothers?" The scarred man was not stupid, and he immediately thought of what Ren Xiaoyao was going to do.
Ren Xiaoyao laughed and said: "Haha, don't be nervous. I just admire the name of Black Tiger for a long time and want to pay my respects. There is nothing else. It would be better if you two could introduce it to me."
Hongmao stopped the scarred head who wanted to speak and said, "Okay, we'll take you there. We don't care if you have other intentions, just do whatever you want."
Although Hongmao said this, he was thinking in his heart: "Although you are very powerful, can you still resist when dozens of guns are shooting at you? Since you are so confident, you will die.
do not blame me!"
The taxi stopped at the entrance of a nightclub called "Sad and Happy". Ren Xiaoyao and the other three got out of the car. Hongmao and Scarred Head greeted the two security guards at the door, opened the door and went in with Ren Xiaoyao.
The taxi driver naturally recognized who the red-haired and scabby-headed people were. It was really strange that these two evil gods didn't blackmail him today. He didn't dare to think too much, stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly.
Hong Mao took advantage of the commotion in the nightclub and ordered one of his minions to inform Hei Hu, asking him to get his guys ready and he had a hard idea coming.
Of course, none of this escaped Ren Xiaoyao's ears, but it posed no threat to him, so he didn't bother to care about him.
Hong Mao and Scabby Head led Ren Xiaoyao into a private room, closed the door, and said, "I have sent someone to notify the Black Tiger Boss, he will be here soon."
Ren Xiaoyao didn't say anything, and sat leisurely on the sofa, looking at Hong Mao and Scarhead with a smile until the two of them felt hairy and twisted unnaturally.
Ren Xiaoyao then looked away and looked at the decoration in the box.
After about ten minutes, the box door opened, and a man in his thirties with a fair face, beardless, medium build, and eyes full of luster and sinisterness came in. Behind him were six strong men in black suits and black leather shoes.
Chinese.
Hongmao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Boss, this is the hero who wants to 'visit' you... Uh, what's your name?"
"Long Xiao." Ren Xiaoyao did not get up, still sitting on the sofa, looking at the underworld of City A, the underworld boss Hei Hu, who was still able to survive under the eyes of Tianyahui, one of the four major gangs in Dongcheng District.
"How outrageous! Why don't you get up and salute when you see the Black Tiger boss?" A big man in a black suit shouted and kicked Ren Xiaoyao on the head like lightning.
Ren Xiaoyao was still sitting. When the foot of the man in the black suit was about to touch his hair, he suddenly reached out and grabbed it. With a slight flick, the black suit flew over the other people's heads and hit the wall.
He collapsed on the ground with a bloody head and had lost his fighting ability.
After a few "swish" sounds, Heihu and the remaining five men in black suits took out six pistols with silencers from their waists. The black muzzles of the guns were pointed at Ren Xiaoyao's head and heart. Heihu asked fiercely:
"Tell me! Who are you? Who sent you here? What are you here for?"
Ren Xiaoyao filled his body with energy and said with a smile: "Me? My name is Long Xiao. No one sent me here. I wanted to come on my own, so I came. As for what I am here for, hehe, I'm sorry, it's your order."
I want it! Of course I want these ten streets too."
"What a foolish dream! Kill him!" Black Tiger ordered, six guns firing wildly at once.
Ren Xiaoyao moved at this time, and his body was seen moving through the rain of bullets like a ghost. The dense bullets did not cause him any harm at all!
"Okay, you guys are almost done fighting, it's my turn!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xiaoyao took action.
Hearing a constant "click" sound, Ren Xiaoyao broke the necks of all six men in black who were shooting at him.
When Heihu saw the "Dragon Roar" that broke the necks of six of his men in an instant and was unharmed in the rain of bullets, a chill rose up from his back. Is this still a human being? Heihu thought to himself.
However, the red-haired and scarred-headed two people who had been hiding in the corner after the shooting said in unison: "Superman! The real Superman!..."