Zhang Tong's shrewdness and power were obviously not on the same level as him, which made Jiang Ping deepen his vigilance against this person. There was an idea in her mind that these two traitors had to get rid of him first.

Seeing the two of them walking towards the back door with their arms around each other, Jiang Ping didn't know if she should follow her for a moment. While hesitating, she heard Jiang Tong's words: "What are you still standing stupidly? Go out with us to have some breath."

Zhang Tong was so anxious that he deceived everyone in the hall very well. There were also a few violent Japanese officers who wanted to come over and get angry, but they saw them walking out like nothing happened. Ono Nakasa just smiled and looked at them, and they all returned to their seats one by one.

When Wu Xiaoqi saw that Sister Ping was also called away, he quickly returned his tray and drinks to the bar and followed him to the back door. However, he was walking in the employee passage, and the back door was not the same as the guests.

As soon as he arrived at the back of the club, Zhang Tong let go of Hu Hantang and pushed him, and the expression on his face changed from the previous smile to the hideous and cold.

"you……"

"Do you want one?"

Hu Hantang was unprepared and pushed out several steps away by this punch. He staggered and almost fell down. After standing still, he was about to get angry, but he saw that Zhang Tong had already brought a cigarette and handed him one. This was a gesture of showing kindness, and even if there was a fire, he would not be able to send it out.

Hu Hantang couldn't figure out what the Zhang surnamed wanted to do. After taking his cigarette and preparing to light the fire by himself, Zhang Tong's lighter came over first.

"This girl is my return tonight!"

While Hu Hantang lit a cigarette, he heard a small voice in his ears.

His words were imperative and seemed to have no intention of discussing with him at all, and he obviously did not take himself seriously.

Hu Hantang didn't say anything, but sucked a big mouthful of cigarette in his hand. When thick white smoke came out of his mouth and nose, he threw the cigarette that he took only one mouthful on the ground, rubbed it back and forth with his feet, and then glared and asked, "Why, what the hell are you?" He vented all the anger he had just pushed, the disregarded resentment in the club, and the previous contemptuous resentment.

"Haha! I have a genital!"

Hu Hantang's reaction surprised Zhang Tong a little. He held a cigarette in his mouth and replied vaguely, holding a thumb up and down.

"She is the woman I brought. I advise you not to make bad ideas. I, Hu Hantang, are not a soft persimmon either."

"Is that so? I insist on making an idea of ​​her, what can you do to me?"

Zhang Tong's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule. While he was speaking, he walked towards Jiang Ping, who was standing not far behind him. He hugged her in his arms, spit out the cigarette on his mouth, and then covered his stinky mouth on Jiang Ping's red lips. That's not all, his dirty claws actually put their hands on him and grabbed Jiang Ping's breasts.

How could Hu Hantang bear this naked insult? He turned around and looked for tools to attack. He first touched a brick, but he felt that the brick was not easy, so he changed it to a foreign wine bottle on the pile of wine bottles.

Hu Hantang grabbed the wine bottle and was about to bloom a flower for Zhang Tong. He gave him some color to see, but suddenly he heard a muffled groan. Looking in the sound, Zhang Tong, who was just arrogant, was bulging his eyes, with an extremely painful expression on his face, and fell to the ground crookedly.

And the woman of his own was staring at a boy wearing a waiter's clothes in a stunned manner.

The boy was very thin and not tall. He held a sharp knife covered with blood in his hands. Zhang Tong was obviously stabbed by him, and he didn't know if this knife would kill the guy.

Logically speaking, when he saw this scene, Hu Hantang would immediately shout out that he had killed someone, but he did not. Not only did he not shout for help, he walked to Zhang Tong who was twisting and struggling on the ground with the bottle, swung the heavy bottle, and slammed it hard on his head, two or three times...

Hu Hantang didn't know how many times he had smashed it. He stopped until the bottle of wine on his hand was broken and the palm of his hand was bleeding from the glass and felt pain.

The waiter boy holding the sharp knife was trembling with his hands. He didn't know whether he was frightened when he saw himself so crazy or because he stabbed someone to death with his own hands.

Unable to explain the reason, Hu Hantang was not afraid of the sword-holding boy. He actually walked to him and took down the knife in his hand and threw it on Zhang Tong, who had become a bloody corpse.

"Don't be afraid, this man deserves to die. If you help me kill him, I will thank you." Hu Hantang didn't know what was wrong, so he actually comforted the boy, took out a handful of money from his suit pocket, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "Take this money and leave the provincial capital, and never come back."

Wu Xiaoqi was stupid. When he stabbed into the waist of the man who was molested Sister Ping, blood gushed out, he was stunned. Even the man in glasses kept waving the wine bottle and smashing the head of the man who fell to the ground, even when the knife in his hand was taken off by the man in glasses, he had not yet woken up. A strong sense of fear occupied his entire head, and his hands were trembling unvoluntarily. He did not see Sister Ping's reaction, nor did he hear what the man in glasses said. He just stared at the thick stack of banknotes in his hand, as if all this was so untrue.

However, Jiang Ping was surprised and immediately anxious to get Wu Xiaoqi's retreat. She was about to pull him away when an unexpected scene happened. Hu Hantang, who seemed to be unable to help, seemed crazy, and kept smashing Zhang Tong's head with a bottle, which was red and white, making people disgusted.

Hu Hantang not only killed Zhang Tong, but also did something that Jiang Ping felt incredible. He took off the knife from Xiaoqi's hand, took out a thick stack of money, and instigated him to escape.

Has his conscience been completely destroyed? Jiang Ping had such a thought in her mind, and she also began to hesitate whether she should get rid of him. Regardless of whether he is a real traitor, just being willing to let Xiaoqi go, it is worth letting him go.

"Go away, go quickly!"

Hu Hantang looked very anxious, as if he was really thinking about Wu Xiaoqi. He even pointed ahead and nudged him.

Wu Xiaoqi was already in a state of silence, and Sister Ping didn't say anything or give him any guidance. In this case, he panicked and obeyed the man in glasses, ran forward.

Seeing Wu Xiaoqi start to escape, Hu Hantang, who was originally anxious, had a sneer on his lips. His hand, which was still bleeding from his wound, pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed at the running boy.
Chapter completed!