Old and cunning

Dynasty Bar is the bustling area of ​​Tanglin City at night.

This place is filled with an intoxicating atmosphere... and it is an out-and-out erotic place.

Here, as long as you have money and power, any woman will become your slave... There is always a saying in Dynasty Bar: You can not be handsome, not cool, and not a man, but you must not be without money.

No rights.

This is absolutely true for the Dynasty Bar at this moment.

I saw an endless stream of young men and women dressed charmingly and enchantingly...

These people are the night tour group in Dongling City...

They come here just to look for excitement and passion, and if there is any bar in Tanglin City that best suits the taste of these people, of course the top one is Dynasty.

And the most lively Dynasty Bar is surprisingly rarely visited by people...

Because not only did they know that this scene belonged to the third master, but they also knew that the person watching the scene with the third master was the mourning bidder.

The super villain who went to jail no less than ten times in his 20s.

Gambling, fighting, playing, whoring... the scope of crimes involved can be said to be extremely comprehensive.

And this is exactly what adds to the evil of mourning.

At this moment, the Dynasty Bar is performing this ugly and ugly human nature...

"Brother Mangbiao...please...don't!"

In the alley behind the Dynasty Bar, a young woman's soft pleading voice could be heard coming from a place not illuminated by street lights.

In the dark alley, I saw a man holding a young girl's hair with one hand, while the other hand was roaming around the girl's body unscrupulously.

The girl seems to have cried...

A choking voice was heard softly in the alley, and one hand tried to stop the intrusion of the beast in front of him...

But what he got in exchange was a crisp slap in the face.

"Slut, you move the hell, I'll kill you." came the voice of the businessman who was bidding against animals in the dark alley.

The girl was obviously extremely frightened and could not help but burst into tears.

"Brother Sangbiao...please...don't...don't."

The woman's plea seemed a little helpless in this dark night...

As if expressing his stance, the mourning mark felt more excited than ever before in response to the woman's screams, so that his claws dug even harder into the young girl's body...

A squealing sound.

Clothes were torn...

The mourning mark was like a rude beast, and his bestiality had grown stronger. At this moment, all he wanted to do was to fuck the delicate flower in front of him...

But he didn't realize that at the other end of the alley, a devil-like shadow appeared at some point...

Although it was pitch dark here, you could still see the black figure's hand in front of you suddenly flashing light.

Anyone who has been around on the road for a long time should be able to figure out what that thing is.

knife.

Yes! It’s a machete!

When the bright light flashed, the young woman was venting her passion for death on her body. She instinctively felt a cold murderous intention, running straight up from the soles of her feet.

After being on the road for so long, Fangbiao appeared for the first time, fear.

That kind of fear is like a person being blindfolded and then abandoned in a deserted place, lonely and terrifying...

He turned around suddenly, and the woman in his arms was pushed hard by him.

oops.

With a sound, the girl fell to the ground, and Mangbiao slowly turned his head and looked at the shadow that was less than three meters away from him...

The moment he turned around, his whole body seemed to be oppressed by an invisible pressure and he couldn't breathe...

He stood there stupidly...even forgetting to run away...(actually it was too late to run away)

"It's you……"

Mang Biao hasn't finished his sentence yet.

Bright light flashes.

Blood spilled.

Then he heard a scream that he didn't have time to shout out. Sangbiao's body shook and he made a thump...

Scarlet blood spurted out from his neck.

His eyes were convex... He held his bleeding neck tightly with both hands, and took three steps back...

finally,

A plop.

He fell to the cold ground.

My body sobbed twice on the ground, and finally, it slowly became cold...

When Mang Biao died, he still had that expression of disbelief on his face...but in fact, he was indeed dead.

After falling to the ground, the black figure slowly put away the sharp machete in his hand.

"Brother, I will take back everything you have..."

The shadow in the dark night uttered a sentence that was colder than ice word by word...

then,

Slowly turned around and walked towards the other end of the alley...

His lonely shadow seemed to be stretched very long in an instant... Looking from behind, he looked like an old man who was past his twilight years, carrying a heavy mountain on his back... heavy.

When his figure disappeared, the girl who was bullied just now still couldn't believe that this was true...

"Ah...killed someone, killed someone..."

After she was stunned for about ten seconds, she seemed to suddenly regain consciousness.

The screams of fear... soon sounded throughout the entire Dynasty Bar...

When the horrified shouts rang out, some people had already rushed over. When they saw that the man lying on the ground with blood all over the ground was the mourner in the Dynasty Bar, they were stunned.

Does anyone dare to kill Mingbiao?

Does anyone dare to tell Daming that he can't get along with Third Master?

Don’t want to live anymore?

While these people were wondering there, they saw a dull-looking man with a crew cut, silently and slowly walking towards the place of the accident.

"Brother Leopard..."

When the two boys who had just ran out to watch the scene saw the man called Leopard, they stepped back involuntarily...

The man called Leopard did not speak or nod.

Just looking at the already cold body on the ground.

His expressionless face, which seemed to be carved, slowly wrinkled when he saw a small but fatal wound on the mourning mark's neck.

Then without saying another word, he turned around, looked back, and walked towards Dynasty Bar.

He didn't speak from beginning to end.

Faced with his weird behavior, no one around him dared to say anything, and no one dared to make any more noise.

Because they all know that this silent fierce man is a leopard.

He is the most powerful warrior under Mr. San.

The fierce leopard.

——

Let's say that when Leopard entered the Dynasty Bar, he only got into the private room on the third floor.

Gently push open the *** private room.

Sitting inside was a man in his 40s or 50s, holding a glass of high-end wine produced by Sir Dewellbon Manor in Italy and slowly sipping it.

He is the third master!

Master Shen is as fearful as a ghost in Taoist circles.

"Mangbiao is dead." The leopard's cold and lifeless voice came from the *** box.

This man never seemed willing to say another word, but simply said these four words.
To be continued...