"The license plate number is Jin CZ5859, the owner is Ding Huan, 47 years old this year, unmarried, a native of Jinhai. This person made a fortune in the water business in his early years. Three years ago, he was with a wine girl in a bar called Lady in Pink on Yongli Street. Falling in love, sending flowers, bags, and clothes cost more than one hundred thousand yuan, but then found that the accompany girl removes makeup as two different people, and the relationship was greatly deceived. Angrily broke into the bar and was detained for ten days. A bar called Predator was opened opposite Lady Pink to vent their anger. The business is said to be good. Nothing unusual has been found so far..."
Bu Chonghua's car was parked two blocks away, standing on the night street in the CBD of Jinhai City, feasting and feasting on BMWs, roaring and laughing in the wind, and the predator sign flashed in the night sky.
"What's wrong, Brother Bu," Cai Lin's voice was a little nervous over the phone, "Is there something wrong with the surname Ding? Where are you now?"
Bu Chonghua didn't answer, and looked at the bar door.
For people who really clubbing, nine o'clock is just the beginning of the night life, but the voice of the "Predator" is already boiling. A man with the appearance of a foreman and a few of his subordinates swayed around the door of the bar if nothing happened, keeping up with the door from time to time The acquaintance of the customer talked a few words, and then let it go with a smile, the air faintly filled with excitement, excitement and tacit taste.
"Cai Lin," Bu Chonghua turned his head, and gently said to the phone, "This bar is not right."
·
"My brother Wu, my ancestor Wu, are you fucking okay?!" Boss Fat Ding bent over to Wu Yu's face and looked left and right, with a full face of fox questioning: "Your face is the same as last night. You have to tell me in advance that you have a kidney deficiency because you have fought 18 beautiful girls! Do you know that it is not worth paying 200,000 half your life?!"
The locker room door cut off the buzzing electronic drums outside. Wu Yu took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, muttering, "No."
"Without your face so bad! Why did you go last night?!"
"Pop in an Internet cafe."
Fat Ding's expression at the moment is no different from when he saw the accompany girl remove makeup.
Wu Yu stopped his movements helplessly, "Didn't you say that the opponent was the last time the Vietnam'Red Tornado'?"
"Red Tornado", the Vietnamese boxing champion, won seven consecutive victories in the ring in early May and even sent several people to the hospital ICU. The boss of Fat Ding reluctantly asked Wu Yu to sit in the village and gave him an appearance fee of 50,000. He finally cut the Red Tornado under his horse in the eighth round. For this reason, Wu Yu was almost driven out of the police by Bu Chonghua because he retired early from work.
"Do you think that people spend 200,000 yuan to avenge the snow and hatred is a joke?" Fat Ding scolded, "The Vietnamese monkey was originally a tricky idea. Before coming to Jinhai, it had already leveled off the coast. It was because of your frustration. Fame, now the appearance fee can’t go up! It’s like killing one’s parents. I’ll tell you that you have to be careful in this one. Maybe they’re going to work hard if they don’t pay for it, and they have to get rid of your half-life. Only then can he re-establish his name as the Great Flame Demon!"
...The Flame King...
Wu Yu stopped talking, tilted his head and looked at the fat boss for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "You are the nickname again, right?"
"Yeah, why?" Fat Ding was very sensitive, "Do you have any comments on my professionalism from the nickname?"
"..."
The two looked at each other, and Wu Yu finally sighed for a long while and said, "It's okay, I'm just wondering when he will find out that he can't pay for the game. Don't blame me, blame you."
"Hey—you're too ungrateful?!" Fat Ding immediately felt that he was greatly insulted: "What do you think of the Jinhai jade noodle Xiao Yan Luo I made for you? What's wrong?!... "
Wu Yu shook his head, opened the door and walked out of the locker room.
On the basement level of the bar, the tide-like hustle and bustle came, and the dazzling lights flickered above the head. The heat waves made people dizzy.
"A shocking contest, fists to the flesh!! Can the red whirlwind succeed in revenge? Who will take away all the prize pool tonight?! The answer will be revealed soon!!..."
The applause and whistle almost overwhelmed the host’s roar. Wu Yu narrowed his eyes and saw that the Vietnamese were standing on the ring, shirtless and staring at him. don’t know if it was due to the light and shadow, his face seemed more sturdy and gloo. , A trace of hatred flashed in his muddy eyes.
Wu Yu shifted his gaze and patrolled around the stage, suddenly feeling a little bit in his heart for some reason.
There seems to be something wrong.
The crowd of wandering corpses, the security guards shuttled in between, the audience immersed in alcohol, the gambler frantically waving banknotes...all the details were the same as usual, but there seemed to be a strange smell in the dark, which touched him as neurotic Intuition.
what is it?
Wu Yu's gaze withdrew from the ring, only to see the Vietnamese staring at him, slowly cracking his mouth and smiling, revealing the irregular teeth of black and yellow-that was caused by long-term use of addictive amino stimulants to the mouth Alkaline corrosion.
Ding--!
The host quickly backed away: "Go!"
"Go up! Go up! Go up! Go up! Go up!" "Kill him! Kill him!" "Beat him!"...
The Vietnamese did not wait for the sound of the golden bell to fall, but they bumped their heads like lightning. Wu Yu had been prepared for a long time, and cautiously backed down a few steps. In an instant, the sound of the wind rang in his right ear, and the Vietnamese's thick calf swept away. "Boom!" A heavy bang struck the ring pillar, and several thick cables shook at the same time!
If you hit it this time, not to mention the sudden brain burst, you will have to crack the skull on the spot. The boss of Fat Ding didn't expect the Vietnamese to kill him at the beginning of the game. suddenly got up and opened his eyes. Wu Yu was like a phantom wandering in the rain of bullets. He had stepped back silently, and his back touched the rope and down. One moment-999 novels first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
The whip leg went down in the air and slashed Wu Yu's throat!
"I fuck!"
Fat Ding's tail sound hadn't landed yet, and saw Wu Yu leaning back, and the Vietnamese rubbed his throat with the toes of the Vietnamese, but the distance between them was no more than half an inch. Immediately, the cable made Wu Yu rebound, grabbing the Vietnamese leg that was too late to land, and crouching Thunder swept, the Vietnamese flew out half a meter before crashing to the ground!
The audience thunderously cheered: "Okay!!!"
The floor of the ring caused the Vietnamese to flick up. Before falling down again, he saw Wu Yu kneading his body and pressing one knee against the opponent's breastbone. With a muffled sound, he slammed him to the ground. , The Vietnamese spit out half a broken tooth with another punch!
"DaDaDaDa!" "Good! Beautiful!" "Go! Go!"
Screaming and shouting almost overturned the roof, amidst the excitement of the crowd, only Fat Ding seemed to feel something strange, staring at the ring and opening his mouth.
Wu Yu's personality is conservative and cautious, and he has never attacked his desire so naked |
Can't wait to get the money?
Still something is wrong?
The phalanx clicked on the Vietnamese man's jaw, making a slight cracking sound of terror. Wu Yu didn't hesitate, knowing that the next blow was the final blow. He pinched the opponent's neck and hit his face with a punch, but this time he just listened to-pop!
The Vietnamese stood in front of his eyes with his left hand, his palm grabbed Wu Yu's fist bones, and his blood-filled face made a grinning grin, as if he could not feel any pain at all:
"... Is it so easy to exchange life for money?"
His Vietnamese spoken was ambiguous, but Wu Yu understood it instantly, and his eyelids jumped.
But everything was too late to react. The Vietnamese flicked the snow between the right wristband, and then Wu Yu felt cold on the outside of the thigh, and blood spurted out, like a spring|knife!
People actually don't feel pain when their nerves are highly strained, but the instinct makes the body respond. Wu Yu supported the ground with one hand and stretched the other hand toward the wound. When he realized that it shouldn’t be the reaction, it was too late; the next second he felt the world spin and the center of gravity turned upside down. The Vietnamese got up and squeezed his supporting hand behind him. Qiu Knot's elbow slammed Wu Yu's back, his ribs cracked, Wu Yu sprayed bleeding foam, and was pressed to the ground!
Inhaling, whistling, and yelling, Fat Ding's boss opened his mouth and clenched his fists.
But from the audience couldn't see what happened just now, and no one knew why the situation suddenly reversed.
The Vietnamese asked softly in their ears: "No one has taught you, don't you take the road?"
Wu Yu's cheek was pressed to the ground, and his eyes were directly under the ring. It was blurred for a few seconds due to the severe pain, but then he realized with a lightning bolt where the feeling that was wrong just now came from——
In the first three rows of the crowded audience, there were a lot of Southeast Asian faces, with dark skin, wide eyebrow spacing, thick nose and thick lips, and the description of the face flashed with a fierce color of hiding. At first glance, you can't find it, but Wu Yu, who has lived on the China-Myanmar border for a long time, can see the difference in ethnic appearance at a glance.
They are not native to Jinhai, and there are several Vietnamese hidden under this ring!
"I can't hang on here anymore," the Vietnamese said hoarsely and contortedly, "you don't want to hang on."
Wu Yu's pupils tightened, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to turn over, but then the corner of his eyes condensed, and Xue Liang's knife was already on his head!
Meanwhile, the bar is upstairs.
"Sir, I'm sorry, please stay." The foreman politely stepped forward and said with a smile: "The basement floor of the bar is closed to the public today."
With such strong music on the first floor, one can vaguely hear the screaming and applauding from downstairs. Bu Chonghua retracted his gaze and surveyed it calmly, only to see that a few bar security guards had gathered around him inconspicuously.
"Not open to the outside world?" Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly. "Then this movement is your security conducting military exercises?"
The foreman laughed and said: "Sir, you are kidding. In fact, our VIP area downstairs only accepts VIP guests who have already applied for a card, so..."
Bu Chonghua nodded, looked around, and raised his chin at random: "Where can I get the card?"
In his early years, when the public security system was not as well-known as it is now, Bu Chonghua had performed several concealed and hidden missions, and his ability to respond to emergency situations passed the test. If he was given some more time to prepare, even if he changed his clothes, he would not adopt the aggressive attitude he is now, just like an arrogant and rich stunned boy who came to the bar foreman.
But now he has nothing to do. He wears trousers and shoes that are incompatible with the atmosphere of a bar. As long as someone pays attention, he will find that the buttons on the back pockets of his pants are police uniforms. The camouflage, rhetoric, and cover will only cause more unpredictable consequences.
"I'm sorry, sir, we have no card application activities anymore." The foreman came forward to block Bu Chonghua, trying to euphemistically lead him back to the card holder: "If you need it, please leave a WeChat account. I will do the card next time. Must be responsible for notifying you."
This is to say the word dead.
Bu Chonghua glanced back and saw a security guard covering his mouth whispering to the headset, realizing that he had aroused their vigilance.
What should do now, call back to the detachment to request reinforcements, or rush?
Bu Chonghua took a breath, and at this moment the phone vibrated, and Cai Lin’s new news came—
[The Yongli Street Police Station received a report two months ago that the Jagged Bar was involved in illegal gambling! 】
[The team stays where they are, Brother Liao and I will bring reinforcements! 】
-Illegal gambling.
The injuries on Wu Yu's back, the record of arriving late and leaving early, and the bags of cash in the safe, all sorts of weird manifestations pierced Bu Chonghua's mind, instantly reflecting the answer.
At the same time, the fire safety door leading to the B1 floor behind the security guard was suddenly pushed open by the waiter, and the scolding and screaming from downstairs poured out like a tide. Even the foreman didn’t care to stop Bu Chonghua. The two looked back at the same time and saw that the waiter panicked and grabbed the security guard, and said a few words urgently. Several security guards lunged towards the corridor at the same time——
The foreman's face changed drastically, and Bu Chonghua sternly asked, "What happened to the boxing match?!"
"No, no, don't you..."
The foreman stammered, and then he saw the handsome, sharp-faced man in front of him no longer verbose, pushed himself aside, and jumped down; the security guard rushed to stop him, but he hadn’t gotten close to his chest and kicked out before hitting him. At the deck, the wine glass and bottle smashed to the ground!
The foreman said in shock, "Stop him!"
Snapped! With a loud bang, Wu Yu grabbed the Vietnamese wrist bones like lightning, and pinched the blade in his other hand. The sharp tip of the knife could be stopped in front of the center of his eyebrows, and the blood line of the tiger's mouth was soaring!
"He has a knife!"
"I fucked the guy!"
"What's this stuff? Refund! Refund!!!"
The audience under the ring was like being splashed by a pot of boiling water. Everyone blew up, applauded, scolded, yelled at the wrong situation and returned money, and even applauded. . The chubby boss jumped up like a bouncy ball, and yelled: "Security! Security! Stop him! Stop him! Damn!"
He did not need to order a second time. The security guards who were in the crowd had already rushed forward, but they were immediately stopped by the first three rows of Vietnamese people cursing. In the chaos, the wine bottles were broken and the chairs were flying. A pot of boiling hot porridge.
"Where the hell did this come from? Dare to run wild in my place?!"
The fat boss was anxious and was about to climb into the ring. However, the master of the Vietnamese boxer strode up, pulled him down directly by his back, and pushed him back. The fat man staggered and fell to the ground immediately, clutching his butt in pain and shouting: "I fuck you@#￥ %*...Help! Help!!"
The Vietnamese master stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. Without a word, he thumped his fist and slammed his fist. The fat boss suddenly turned his head, his nose soaring hot, and blood gushing out!
"Do you think you can get mixed up like this?" Wu Yu lay on his back, staring at the blade in front of him at close range, and said intermittently in jerky Vietnamese: "Look, now like this, who would dare to invite you to play?!"
The Vietnamese boxer knelt on the ground, exerting his best effort to press the blade down, his eyes were full of excessive drug-drugging yellowishness: "No one has asked me anymore, it's all you who will kill me—"
Wu Yu figured out the front and back joints.
They fought black fists in the underground casinos in Vietnam. They were killed and injured from time to time. They have formed a life-and-death fight. After smuggling into the mainland, they were eager to make the first day of fame and earn money. Even more provoked I don't know how much deep hatred. The last time he lost to himself in the Iron Blood Bar was just a reason, the real fuse|So, after counting the seconds, he got up and attacked again, which broke the unwritten rules and ethos in the circle; he is so desperate now that he should be punched underground. The market collectively resisted, and no one wants to play with him again.
But this kid couldn't figure this out. He only felt that he was finished and was about to return to his hometown in Vietnam. The cruelty and bloody of boxing there is definitely higher than that of Jinhai, but the money is far less than here.
"...You are your own way," Wu Yu gasped for certain, gritted his teeth and said, "No one who is not greedy can get off this ring alive!"
The Vietnamese roared and suddenly drew their swords and stabbed them down, but at the same time Wu Yu bent his knees and kicked, the combination of the pinnacle of Jiu-Jitsu and the power of breaking the boat, kicking his opponent out like a chest!
The Vietnamese spring|knife came out of his hand, his breastbone cracked a few, and fell to the ground with a few muffled noises.
This lightning kick was really violent. If he deliberately went down a few points earlier, now the opponent's broken ribs are not only the ribs, but the abdominal organs. Wu Yu cursed silently, shaking up to jump off the ring, but the stabbed place on the outside of his thigh softened sharply, and his right knee had fallen down uncontrollably, and his heart was bad for an instant. .
Sure enough, the endurance of the stimulant fighter was far beyond normal. In just half a second, the Vietnamese climbed up again, rushing over with blood-red eyes like a muscle tank, and volleyed Wu Yu to the ground. Cruelly!
The eardrum swelled, and the internal organs shrank sharply.
There was actually no sound, but at that moment Wu Yu seemed to hear the loud noise of bone dislocation. The blood in front of him gradually turned black, and the drastic change was so fast that he could not defend it at all, and the hail-like fist had been smashed down!
thump! !
Bu Chonghua grabbed the handrail, kicked the foreman, and landed steadily in the air. Holding the collar of the security guard, using the eight-meter-a-meter man as a meat shield, he slammed open the corridor security door with the back of the security guard.
The heavy alcohol, dazzling lights, screaming and screaming on the negative floor, Bu Chonghua threw him out amidst the painful screams of the security guard, gasping for the extremely chaotic situation, and then eyeballs Yining, saw the ring not far away.
Under the spotlight of the ring, the Vietnamese boxer shook his head. Because of the double stimulation of drugs and blood, he almost lost his mind. He grabbed the spring|knife that had just fallen on the ground, and the cold light broke through the air——
The instinct for many years of birth and death made Wu Yu conditioned to reflex to turn sideways, bend, the back of his hand to block the side of his neck, the tip of the knife whizzed into his palm.
However, just three feet before the blood was splashed, Juli attacked from behind the Vietnamese boxer, hugged him and threw him to the ground!
The craniocerebral tremor caused this muscular strong man to lose his mobility in a few seconds. He couldn't even see who was coming. He only felt that his chest was held up by cast iron knees, his abdomen collapsed, and his throat sprayed. Bleeding arrow.
Fuck! who is it? !
The Vietnamese boxer became murderous, brandishing the spring|knife frantically, and then the wrist bone "Kala!" rang crisply, twisted and dislocated by the force of iron tongs. The severe pain made his scalp numb and explode, and in the dimness he saw someone staring at him condescendingly, a cold and terrible look burning in those amber eyes.
That was the final picture when he was conscious.
Bu Chonghua squeezed his crooked wrist and twisted his elbow to dislocate. With another twist, his entire shoulder was twisted into a terrible shape amid the cracking sound. The Vietnamese screamed and screamed abruptly. He was hit with a blow in his mouth and nose, and his front teeth collapsed. He twitched and kicked in vain, but the second punch was harder and harder. The sound!
The Vietnamese was in a coma and was completely paralyzed. No one thought that Bu Chonghua would not give up. He took his hair and raised his unrecognizable face, got up in this posture, and hit his head slammed. Pedestal.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
With a mechanical crash, Wu Yu staggered and hugged Bu Chonghua from behind, dragging him backwards, staggering back to the edge of the other side of the ring.
The Vietnamese boxer collapsed to the ground like a broken sandbag, except for the twitching of his hands and feet, there was no movement at all.
"Don't do it with him, don't do it with him..." Wu Yu didn't dare to look at Bu Chonghua's cruel and angry face, and almost exhausted all his courage to press him against the pillar, only to see the finger bones. Because of the heavy blow, the skin was worn out too much, and he didn't know if it was his own or the blood of a Vietnamese boxer.
"He is not worth dirtying your hands," Wu Yu gasped quickly, his hands clasped Bu Chonghua's hands tightly, and his voice was hoarse and sad: "These things are not worthy...not worthy of dirtying your hands. ."
"The license plate number is Jin CZ5859, the owner is Ding Huan, 47 years old this year, unmarried, a native of Jinhai. This person made a fortune in the water business in his early years. Three years ago, he was with a wine girl in a bar called Lady in Pink on Yongli Street. Falling in love, sending flowers, bags, and clothes cost more than one hundred thousand yuan, but then found that the accompany girl removes makeup as two different people, and the relationship was greatly deceived. Angrily broke into the bar and was detained for ten days. A bar called Predator was opened opposite Lady Pink to vent their anger. The business is said to be good. Nothing unusual has been found so far..."
Bu Chonghua's car was parked two blocks away, standing on the night street in the CBD of Jinhai City, feasting and feasting on BMWs, roaring and laughing in the wind, and the predator sign flashed in the night sky.
"What's wrong, Brother Bu," Cai Lin's voice was a little nervous over the phone, "Is there something wrong with the surname Ding? Where are you now?"
Bu Chonghua didn't answer, and looked at the bar door.
For people who really clubbing, nine o'clock is just the beginning of the night life, but the voice of the "Predator" is already boiling. A man with the appearance of a foreman and a few of his subordinates swayed around the door of the bar if nothing happened, keeping up with the door from time to time The acquaintance of the customer talked a few words, and then let it go with a smile, the air faintly filled with excitement, excitement and tacit taste.
"Cai Lin," Bu Chonghua turned his head, and gently said to the phone, "This bar is not right."
·
"My brother Wu, my ancestor Wu, are you fucking okay?!" Boss Fat Ding bent over to Wu Yu's face and looked left and right, with a full face of fox questioning: "Your face is the same as last night. You have to tell me in advance that you have a kidney deficiency because you have fought 18 beautiful girls! Do you know that it is not worth paying 200,000 half your life?!"
The locker room door cut off the buzzing electronic drums outside. Wu Yu took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, muttering, "No."
"Without your face so bad! Why did you go last night?!"
"Pop in an Internet cafe."
Fat Ding's expression at the moment is no different from when he saw the accompany girl remove makeup.
Wu Yu stopped his movements helplessly, "Didn't you say that the opponent was the last time the Vietnam'Red Tornado'?"
"Red Tornado", the Vietnamese boxing champion, won seven consecutive victories in the ring in early May and even sent several people to the hospital ICU. The boss of Fat Ding reluctantly asked Wu Yu to sit in the village and gave him an appearance fee of 50,000. He finally cut the Red Tornado under his horse in the eighth round. For this reason, Wu Yu was almost driven out of the police by Bu Chonghua because he retired early from work.
"Do you think that people spend 200,000 yuan to avenge the snow and hatred is a joke?" Fat Ding scolded, "The Vietnamese monkey was originally a tricky idea. Before coming to Jinhai, it had already leveled off the coast. It was because of your frustration. Fame, now the appearance fee can’t go up! It’s like killing one’s parents. I’ll tell you that you have to be careful in this one. Maybe they’re going to work hard if they don’t pay for it, and they have to get rid of your half-life. Only then can he re-establish his name as the Great Flame Demon!"
...The Flame King...
Wu Yu stopped talking, tilted his head and looked at the fat boss for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "You are the nickname again, right?"
"Yeah, why?" Fat Ding was very sensitive, "Do you have any comments on my professionalism from the nickname?"
"..."
The two looked at each other, and Wu Yu finally sighed for a long while and said, "It's okay, I'm just wondering when he will find out that he can't pay for the game. Don't blame me, blame you."
"Hey—you're too ungrateful?!" Fat Ding immediately felt that he was greatly insulted: "What do you think of the Jinhai jade noodle Xiao Yan Luo I made for you? What's wrong?!... "
Wu Yu shook his head, opened the door and walked out of the locker room.
On the basement level of the bar, the tide-like hustle and bustle came, and the dazzling lights flickered above the head. The heat waves made people dizzy.
"A shocking contest, fists to the flesh!! Can the red whirlwind succeed in revenge? Who will take away all the prize pool tonight?! The answer will be revealed soon!!..."
The applause and whistle almost overwhelmed the host’s roar. Wu Yu narrowed his eyes and saw that the Vietnamese were standing on the ring, shirtless and staring at him. don’t know if it was due to the light and shadow, his face seemed more sturdy and gloo. , A trace of hatred flashed in his muddy eyes.
Wu Yu shifted his gaze and patrolled around the stage, suddenly feeling a little bit in his heart for some reason.
There seems to be something wrong.
The crowd of wandering corpses, the security guards shuttled in between, the audience immersed in alcohol, the gambler frantically waving banknotes...all the details were the same as usual, but there seemed to be a strange smell in the dark, which touched him as neurotic Intuition.
what is it?
Wu Yu's gaze withdrew from the ring, only to see the Vietnamese staring at him, slowly cracking his mouth and smiling, revealing the irregular teeth of black and yellow-that was caused by long-term use of addictive amino stimulants to the mouth Alkaline corrosion.
Ding--!
The host quickly backed away: "Go!"
"Go up! Go up! Go up! Go up! Go up!" "Kill him! Kill him!" "Beat him!"...
The Vietnamese did not wait for the sound of the golden bell to fall, but they bumped their heads like lightning. Wu Yu had been prepared for a long time, and cautiously backed down a few steps. In an instant, the sound of the wind rang in his right ear, and the Vietnamese's thick calf swept away. "Boom!" A heavy bang struck the ring pillar, and several thick cables shook at the same time!
If you hit it this time, not to mention the sudden brain burst, you will have to crack the skull on the spot. The boss of Fat Ding didn't expect the Vietnamese to kill him at the beginning of the game. suddenly got up and opened his eyes. Wu Yu was like a phantom wandering in the rain of bullets. He had stepped back silently, and his back touched the rope and down. One moment-999 novels first published www.999xs.com m.999xs.com
The whip leg went down in the air and slashed Wu Yu's throat!
"I fuck!"
Fat Ding's tail sound hadn't landed yet, and saw Wu Yu leaning back, and the Vietnamese rubbed his throat with the toes of the Vietnamese, but the distance between them was no more than half an inch. Immediately, the cable made Wu Yu rebound, grabbing the Vietnamese leg that was too late to land, and crouching Thunder swept, the Vietnamese flew out half a meter before crashing to the ground!
The audience thunderously cheered: "Okay!!!"
The floor of the ring caused the Vietnamese to flick up. Before falling down again, he saw Wu Yu kneading his body and pressing one knee against the opponent's breastbone. With a muffled sound, he slammed him to the ground. , The Vietnamese spit out half a broken tooth with another punch!
"DaDaDaDa!" "Good! Beautiful!" "Go! Go!"
Screaming and shouting almost overturned the roof, amidst the excitement of the crowd, only Fat Ding seemed to feel something strange, staring at the ring and opening his mouth.
Wu Yu's personality is conservative and cautious, and he has never attacked his desire so naked |
Can't wait to get the money?
Still something is wrong?
The phalanx clicked on the Vietnamese man's jaw, making a slight cracking sound of terror. Wu Yu didn't hesitate, knowing that the next blow was the final blow. He pinched the opponent's neck and hit his face with a punch, but this time he just listened to-pop!
The Vietnamese stood in front of his eyes with his left hand, his palm grabbed Wu Yu's fist bones, and his blood-filled face made a grinning grin, as if he could not feel any pain at all:
"... Is it so easy to exchange life for money?"
His Vietnamese spoken was ambiguous, but Wu Yu understood it instantly, and his eyelids jumped.
But everything was too late to react. The Vietnamese flicked the snow between the right wristband, and then Wu Yu felt cold on the outside of the thigh, and blood spurted out, like a spring|knife!
People actually don't feel pain when their nerves are highly strained, but the instinct makes the body respond. Wu Yu supported the ground with one hand and stretched the other hand toward the wound. When he realized that it shouldn’t be the reaction, it was too late; the next second he felt the world spin and the center of gravity turned upside down. The Vietnamese got up and squeezed his supporting hand behind him. Qiu Knot's elbow slammed Wu Yu's back, his ribs cracked, Wu Yu sprayed bleeding foam, and was pressed to the ground!
Inhaling, whistling, and yelling, Fat Ding's boss opened his mouth and clenched his fists.
But from the audience couldn't see what happened just now, and no one knew why the situation suddenly reversed.
The Vietnamese asked softly in their ears: "No one has taught you, don't you take the road?"
Wu Yu's cheek was pressed to the ground, and his eyes were directly under the ring. It was blurred for a few seconds due to the severe pain, but then he realized with a lightning bolt where the feeling that was wrong just now came from——
In the first three rows of the crowded audience, there were a lot of Southeast Asian faces, with dark skin, wide eyebrow spacing, thick nose and thick lips, and the description of the face flashed with a fierce color of hiding. At first glance, you can't find it, but Wu Yu, who has lived on the China-Myanmar border for a long time, can see the difference in ethnic appearance at a glance.
They are not native to Jinhai, and there are several Vietnamese hidden under this ring!
"I can't hang on here anymore," the Vietnamese said hoarsely and contortedly, "you don't want to hang on."
Wu Yu's pupils tightened, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to turn over, but then the corner of his eyes condensed, and Xue Liang's knife was already on his head!
Meanwhile, the bar is upstairs.
"Sir, I'm sorry, please stay." The foreman politely stepped forward and said with a smile: "The basement floor of the bar is closed to the public today."
With such strong music on the first floor, one can vaguely hear the screaming and applauding from downstairs. Bu Chonghua retracted his gaze and surveyed it calmly, only to see that a few bar security guards had gathered around him inconspicuously.
"Not open to the outside world?" Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly. "Then this movement is your security conducting military exercises?"
The foreman laughed and said: "Sir, you are kidding. In fact, our VIP area downstairs only accepts VIP guests who have already applied for a card, so..."
Bu Chonghua nodded, looked around, and raised his chin at random: "Where can I get the card?"
In his early years, when the public security system was not as well-known as it is now, Bu Chonghua had performed several concealed and hidden missions, and his ability to respond to emergency situations passed the test. If he was given some more time to prepare, even if he changed his clothes, he would not adopt the aggressive attitude he is now, just like an arrogant and rich stunned boy who came to the bar foreman.
But now he has nothing to do. He wears trousers and shoes that are incompatible with the atmosphere of a bar. As long as someone pays attention, he will find that the buttons on the back pockets of his pants are police uniforms. The camouflage, rhetoric, and cover will only cause more unpredictable consequences.
"I'm sorry, sir, we have no card application activities anymore." The foreman came forward to block Bu Chonghua, trying to euphemistically lead him back to the card holder: "If you need it, please leave a WeChat account. I will do the card next time. Must be responsible for notifying you."
This is to say the word dead.
Bu Chonghua glanced back and saw a security guard covering his mouth whispering to the headset, realizing that he had aroused their vigilance.
What should do now, call back to the detachment to request reinforcements, or rush?
Bu Chonghua took a breath, and at this moment the phone vibrated, and Cai Lin’s new news came—
[The Yongli Street Police Station received a report two months ago that the Jagged Bar was involved in illegal gambling! 】
[The team stays where they are, Brother Liao and I will bring reinforcements! 】
-Illegal gambling.
The injuries on Wu Yu's back, the record of arriving late and leaving early, and the bags of cash in the safe, all sorts of weird manifestations pierced Bu Chonghua's mind, instantly reflecting the answer.
At the same time, the fire safety door leading to the B1 floor behind the security guard was suddenly pushed open by the waiter, and the scolding and screaming from downstairs poured out like a tide. Even the foreman didn’t care to stop Bu Chonghua. The two looked back at the same time and saw that the waiter panicked and grabbed the security guard, and said a few words urgently. Several security guards lunged towards the corridor at the same time——
The foreman's face changed drastically, and Bu Chonghua sternly asked, "What happened to the boxing match?!"
"No, no, don't you..."
The foreman stammered, and then he saw the handsome, sharp-faced man in front of him no longer verbose, pushed himself aside, and jumped down; the security guard rushed to stop him, but he hadn’t gotten close to his chest and kicked out before hitting him. At the deck, the wine glass and bottle smashed to the ground!
The foreman said in shock, "Stop him!"
Snapped! With a loud bang, Wu Yu grabbed the Vietnamese wrist bones like lightning, and pinched the blade in his other hand. The sharp tip of the knife could be stopped in front of the center of his eyebrows, and the blood line of the tiger's mouth was soaring!
"He has a knife!"
"I fucked the guy!"
"What's this stuff? Refund! Refund!!!"
The audience under the ring was like being splashed by a pot of boiling water. Everyone blew up, applauded, scolded, yelled at the wrong situation and returned money, and even applauded. . The chubby boss jumped up like a bouncy ball, and yelled: "Security! Security! Stop him! Stop him! Damn!"
He did not need to order a second time. The security guards who were in the crowd had already rushed forward, but they were immediately stopped by the first three rows of Vietnamese people cursing. In the chaos, the wine bottles were broken and the chairs were flying. A pot of boiling hot porridge.
"Where the hell did this come from? Dare to run wild in my place?!"
The fat boss was anxious and was about to climb into the ring. However, the master of the Vietnamese boxer strode up, pulled him down directly by his back, and pushed him back. The fat man staggered and fell to the ground immediately, clutching his butt in pain and shouting: "I fuck you@#￥ %*...Help! Help!!"
The Vietnamese master stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. Without a word, he thumped his fist and slammed his fist. The fat boss suddenly turned his head, his nose soaring hot, and blood gushing out!
"Do you think you can get mixed up like this?" Wu Yu lay on his back, staring at the blade in front of him at close range, and said intermittently in jerky Vietnamese: "Look, now like this, who would dare to invite you to play?!"
The Vietnamese boxer knelt on the ground, exerting his best effort to press the blade down, his eyes were full of excessive drug-drugging yellowishness: "No one has asked me anymore, it's all you who will kill me—"
Wu Yu figured out the front and back joints.
They fought black fists in the underground casinos in Vietnam. They were killed and injured from time to time. They have formed a life-and-death fight. After smuggling into the mainland, they were eager to make the first day of fame and earn money. Even more provoked I don't know how much deep hatred. The last time he lost to himself in the Iron Blood Bar was just a reason, the real fuse|So, after counting the seconds, he got up and attacked again, which broke the unwritten rules and ethos in the circle; he is so desperate now that he should be punched underground. The market collectively resisted, and no one wants to play with him again.
But this kid couldn't figure this out. He only felt that he was finished and was about to return to his hometown in Vietnam. The cruelty and bloody of boxing there is definitely higher than that of Jinhai, but the money is far less than here.
"...You are your own way," Wu Yu gasped for certain, gritted his teeth and said, "No one who is not greedy can get off this ring alive!"
The Vietnamese roared and suddenly drew their swords and stabbed them down, but at the same time Wu Yu bent his knees and kicked, the combination of the pinnacle of Jiu-Jitsu and the power of breaking the boat, kicking his opponent out like a chest!
The Vietnamese spring|knife came out of his hand, his breastbone cracked a few, and fell to the ground with a few muffled noises.
This lightning kick was really violent. If he deliberately went down a few points earlier, now the opponent's broken ribs are not only the ribs, but the abdominal organs. Wu Yu cursed silently, shaking up to jump off the ring, but the stabbed place on the outside of his thigh softened sharply, and his right knee had fallen down uncontrollably, and his heart was bad for an instant. .
Sure enough, the endurance of the stimulant fighter was far beyond normal. In just half a second, the Vietnamese climbed up again, rushing over with blood-red eyes like a muscle tank, and volleyed Wu Yu to the ground. Cruelly!
The eardrum swelled, and the internal organs shrank sharply.
There was actually no sound, but at that moment Wu Yu seemed to hear the loud noise of bone dislocation. The blood in front of him gradually turned black, and the drastic change was so fast that he could not defend it at all, and the hail-like fist had been smashed down!
thump! !
Bu Chonghua grabbed the handrail, kicked the foreman, and landed steadily in the air. Holding the collar of the security guard, using the eight-meter-a-meter man as a meat shield, he slammed open the corridor security door with the back of the security guard.
The heavy alcohol, dazzling lights, screaming and screaming on the negative floor, Bu Chonghua threw him out amidst the painful screams of the security guard, gasping for the extremely chaotic situation, and then eyeballs Yining, saw the ring not far away.
Under the spotlight of the ring, the Vietnamese boxer shook his head. Because of the double stimulation of drugs and blood, he almost lost his mind. He grabbed the spring|knife that had just fallen on the ground, and the cold light broke through the air——
The instinct for many years of birth and death made Wu Yu conditioned to reflex to turn sideways, bend, the back of his hand to block the side of his neck, the tip of the knife whizzed into his palm.
However, just three feet before the blood was splashed, Juli attacked from behind the Vietnamese boxer, hugged him and threw him to the ground!
The craniocerebral tremor caused this muscular strong man to lose his mobility in a few seconds. He couldn't even see who was coming. He only felt that his chest was held up by cast iron knees, his abdomen collapsed, and his throat sprayed. Bleeding arrow.
Fuck! who is it? !
The Vietnamese boxer became murderous, brandishing the spring|knife frantically, and then the wrist bone "Kala!" rang crisply, twisted and dislocated by the force of iron tongs. The severe pain made his scalp numb and explode, and in the dimness he saw someone staring at him condescendingly, a cold and terrible look burning in those amber eyes.
That was the final picture when he was conscious.
Bu Chonghua squeezed his crooked wrist and twisted his elbow to dislocate. With another twist, his entire shoulder was twisted into a terrible shape amid the cracking sound. The Vietnamese screamed and screamed abruptly. He was hit with a blow in his mouth and nose, and his front teeth collapsed. He twitched and kicked in vain, but the second punch was harder and harder. The sound!
The Vietnamese was in a coma and was completely paralyzed. No one thought that Bu Chonghua would not give up. He took his hair and raised his unrecognizable face, got up in this posture, and hit his head slammed. Pedestal.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
With a mechanical crash, Wu Yu staggered and hugged Bu Chonghua from behind, dragging him backwards, staggering back to the edge of the other side of the ring.
The Vietnamese boxer collapsed to the ground like a broken sandbag, except for the twitching of his hands and feet, there was no movement at all.
"Don't do it with him, don't do it with him..." Wu Yu didn't dare to look at Bu Chonghua's cruel and angry face, and almost exhausted all his courage to press him against the pillar, only to see the finger bones. Because of the heavy blow, the skin was worn out too much, and he didn't know if it was his own or the blood of a Vietnamese boxer.
"He is not worth dirtying your hands," Wu Yu gasped quickly, his hands clasped Bu Chonghua's hands tightly, and his voice was hoarse and sad: "These things are not worthy...not worthy of dirtying your hands. ."
