This bar is not traditional music. To be precise, it is really a mixed bar.

The location is located near the suburbs of Chenyang, with few people and few people, which is far behind the city center.

I'm afraid it's because of this that the black forces in this area are so rampant.

In the bar lobby.

There are white-collar workers wearing shirts drinking and chatting with colleagues.

There are students wearing high school uniforms and bringing classmates to the bar to play.

It's just a tattoo on both arms and wearing a gold necklace.

In short, I think this bar is quite messy. Perhaps it is because of this reason that the troubles in this bar are not ordinary lively.

Actually, I don't know what happened just now.

Anyway, I just finished talking to the waiter, and in a blink of an eye, there was already a quarrel on the other side of the stage.

The noise and screams never stopped, and I thought I should go and see the excitement.

"What's going on?! I can't help but I'll treat you to a glass of wine, right?" A middle-aged man full of alcohol stood on the stage, not sure if he had drunk too much or something, but he died. He grabbed the lead singer's hand, pointed to the nose of the young man who was about to go on stage to help and said, "Get down, or I will remove your legs."

This young man is the one I think he sang well in front of him. He also looks like a bad temper. But when he was about to rush to the stage to play close combat with the man, a group of gangsters of varying age rushed out of the crowd. He came out and caught him and punched him.

The reason why the ages are different is that among the middle-aged people, there are not only middle-aged people in their thirties or forties, but also young people in their twenties, and even some young people in their 17 or 18 years old. Brat, this middle-aged man has really carried forward the spirit of being able to accommodate all rivers and being tolerant.

After a while, the young man who went to help was kicked to the point of being blue and swollen, and the people who sang with him before just watched and didn't go up to help, maybe they were afraid.

The bar owner is also a middle-aged man, smiling and politely. He walked over and said a few words to the old gangster standing on the stage. In his words, the general meaning was not to hurt the harmony for trivial matters.

I can't understand why the boss didn't call the police. Maybe he knew those gangsters too.

"I said, I just asked this little sister to have a few drinks with us brothers. What's wrong with me?" The middle-aged man said, pulling the girl's wrist, as if he had used force, and the girl kept crying. It was flowing, but I didn't dare to cry.

Everyone around was watching, and no one was willing to go up and help. Even the female classmates behind the girl walked off the stage secretly from behind.

No wonder that old man Zuo Guangsi said such words. The world is really...

"Girl, please sing a song for me?" I said happily.

One minute before, I squeezed out of the crowd and found a chair closest to the stage to sit down.

If you pay for money and order songs, then you will be done in one go.

To be honest, I want to listen to the song and be quiet. The mp3 is out of power, which is not good news for me.

"Who are you?!"

The first one to attack was not those older gangsters, but those gangsters of seventeen or eighteen. Looking at the yellow hair on their heads, I wondered, aren't you afraid that your hair will flash under the sun Blind your own dog eyes?

"Come on, sing the love you have in your life to me." As I said, I reached into my bag, and without counting it carefully, I took a stack of money and walked over and put it on the stage.

"Oh, I have money, it must be five or six thousand, right?" Several gangsters walked over with their eyes shiny, and took the money into their hands. The other older gangsters looked at me without saying a word.

I put the cigarette butts out, put them in the ashtray on the table, and smiled and said to the middle-aged gangster, "Brother, otherwise you can sit down first, I'll listen to someone singing."

"What are you pretending to be?"

I have to say that reality was beyond my expectations. I didn't expect those little gangsters to act so ruthlessly. At that time, I said something without doing anything, and then I got a beer bottle in my head.

"It hurts very much." I said, touching my head with my hand, feeling so bad. I saw that it was red when I looked at the light.

At that time, I didn't think about pulling my gun. After all, there were too many people here. If it was spread, I guess everyone from Bai Dao could destroy me.

Not to mention me, even Little Buddha is here, he dare not draw his gun.

"I will kill you if I pretend again." The leading yellow-haired wine bottle pointed at my nose and said, with a look of power, as if the beer bottle in his hand gave him endless courage, in these hundreds of times

He beat people in front of the audience without any scruples.

Afterwards, I realized that it was not that the onlookers were unwilling to help, but that the gangster was a well-known old gangster.

If anyone helps, maybe in a few days this old gangster will find connections and come out of the bureau, and then all kinds of revenge will follow. Few people from Bai Dao will help these people from the onlookers.

Lei Feng escaped from the middle.

Although it is ruthless, this is reality.

By the way, there was no one who called the police at that time. As mentioned above, simply put, no one dared to report it. Whoever claimed it would be unlucky. This has been confirmed by several people, so I won’t mention it here for now.

"I just want to listen to the song, is that what happens?" I said helplessly, rubbing the blood on my head with a napkin, without any intention of being angry.

"Are you going to give me yours..."

"Didn't I say it?" I took advantage of the man's attention and pulled his hand over and pressed it on the table, holding the dagger that had just been pulled from his waist and stabbed it: "I just want to listen to the song

,Do you?”

Accompanied by the screams of the gangster, the crowd around them also started to scream, dodging one by one to the side, but dodging but not running away. Maybe they thought the scene looked exciting.

"You guys try to touch me?" I looked at the group of thugs who were ready to move and frowned and said, "The officials here seem to be indifferent. It seems that when I go back, I have to talk to my dad and let him come and take a look.

Is it all he who arrested you? The police in the area cannot control you. My dad and the Provincial Public Security Department cannot control you, right?"

The middle-aged man, who was drunk all over, suddenly woke up and looked at me in shock and suspicion, as if he was wondering which god this grandson in front of him was.

"I just want to listen to the song, why bother?" I shrugged: "Come down and let this girl sing to me, and we will continue to talk about this later."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, let go of the girl's hand, walked down the side of the platform, and sat on the chair next to me.

“You are…”

"Be quiet when listening to music." I said, suddenly I felt a little itchy in my ankle. When I looked down, the cat had already run down unknowingly and rubbed my head against my calves.

Seeing this, I smiled and carried it into my arms: "You little guy won't stop."

"Meow."

The girl on the stage was also stunned, as if she hadn't reacted to the current situation. When the people on the side started urging her, she looked at me tremblingly: "You want to..."

"That Lu Guanyan, I love you all my life." I rubbed my temples and said with a kind look on my face.

The girl bit her lip and said to me tentatively: "I'm not familiar with that song... If you don't sing it well, you can take care of it..."

"It's okay, sing." I laughed and said, "No matter how good you sing, you won't be better than my fiancée. I just want to hear this song. After singing, take the money to leave you. Don't come in the future.

It's not safe to walk in the bar."

The girl nodded to me gratefully and wanted to say something thankful, but seeing the gangsters around her staring at her, she didn't dare to say it.

"Take my money, you're so tired of living." I glanced at the gangster who was stabbed through my palm and didn't dare to make a sound. I sighed and pulled the dagger out of his palm: "The hair is not growing in full!

What are you doing here? Isn’t your family sad if you don’t study hard?"

As I said that, I pointed to another gangster: "Put the money back, or I will remove your legs."

I'm just pretending to be a lie now. As long as no one exposes my lies for the time being, I'm safe.

Let me talk about everything after I finish listening to the song.

I want to be quiet, quiet...

"Don't make noise... quiet... you can't come out now..." When everyone was not paying attention, I reached to the back and patted the pistol on my waist.

The cat looked up at me, licked my arm gently, then turned his head and looked at the people around him curiously.

It seems that I heard some sound just now.

Maybe it was the gun talking, or maybe it was the emotions I couldn't control were talking.

It says.

It came up.

It says.
Chapter completed!