Urban wealthy son-in-law

The thugs stopped Zhou Fei. Although Zhou Fei was a little embarrassed, his face immediately returned to normal.

The stack of thick banknotes taken out of the wallet was divided into two stacks and secretly stuffed into the thug's shirt pocket.

The thug touched his pocket bulged by the banknotes, feeling a little moved.

It's not that they haven't seen tipping before, but they haven't seen a money lord who is as generous as Zhou Fei.

Continuing to think about the exquisite business card made of special materials in Zhou Fei's wallet, he finally chose to turn a blind eye.

Pretending to be impatient: "Go in, go in, I'll make an exception for you!"

Zhou Fei, who smiled evilly, turned his head slightly to signal, and Ren Xiaoxue and others followed behind.

Tianjing Bar, on the surface, looks like a very inconspicuous place, the entrance is almost embedded in a dilapidated old red wall.There are European-style graffiti on the outside of the wall. Judging from the air-dried paint, it has been old, and it has even begun to mottle and peel off.

As the rolling gate creaked and was opened by thugs, Zhou Fei and others were startled by the scene before them.

A narrow passage leads to the ground, and on the wall are old-fashioned retro electric lamps powered by diesel. The light is dim and blurred.

The gesturing tone was a little awed: "Go down"

After the words fell, Heli closed the rolling gate.

Qin Xin'er once again took out the paper cutter she brought from nowhere, held it tightly, and stammered, "I...so scared..."

Ren Xiaoxue glanced at the woman, revealing a contemptuous look, but unconsciously followed Zhou Fei to seek protection.

Song Qingfeng comforted the two girls: "Don't be afraid, it's just a retro bar, there's nothing to be nervous about."

After speaking, he walked ahead and opened the way for everyone.

The narrow passage leading to the ground spiraled like a top, and a group of four walked for five or six minutes before hearing the noise.

Moving forward slowly in the direction of the sound, Qin Xin'er was so nervous that she could hear her own breathing.

Until the whole bar comes into view, the quaint and shabby interior decoration, coupled with the mixed aroma of beer and cigarettes, makes people intoxicated.

Even some. . .Nausea. . .

Ren Xiaoxue frowned, covered her mouth and nose with her slender white hands, and muttered to herself: "The smell is too strong!"

Song Qingfeng, Zhou Fei and Qin Xiner also frowned, feeling as if they had entered a wolf's den.

Song Qingfeng thought to himself, Zhou Fei was really careless, Qin Xiner's worry was not unreasonable, she didn't know if she didn't come to this bar, but after she came in, she found out that the seemingly ordinary underground bar was actually a fight club similar to street gangsters gathering, and clearinghouse.

Although the area here is not very large, it is very spacious. In the center of the bar, there are several high platforms scattered all over the place, leading to the central ring.

The surrounding small arenas were filled with cheering and applauding crowds, enjoying the Taichung fighters' fancy Sanda.Of course, most of them are young and middle-aged, and there are also a few girls with colorful arms.

The sharp-eyed Qin Xin'er recognized the speeding thief who snatched his backpack at a glance.

She pointed to the place where the speeding thief was sitting, and whispered softly: "It's him, he stole my bag."

Zhou Feishun looked at the place pointed by Qin Xiner, and there were seven or eight young men sitting around a small round table, one of whom had a motorcycle helmet on one corner of the seat, and a lady's handbag hung on the other side.

Zhou Fei asked Qin Xiner: "Are you sure it's this person?"

Qin Xiner looked convinced: "That's right, my bag is still on his seat!"

Ren Xiaoxue burst out laughing, and she taunted Qin Xiner jokingly, "This car thief seems to have a fetish, why would he still have dirt on his body during a normal robbery?"

Song Qingfeng remained silent at the side, while Zhou Fei told everyone, "Find a place to sit first, and I'll get the bag back."

"It's too dangerous! Let the one who lost the bag take it by himself, maybe a speeding thief likes Xin'er and snatches her bag!" Ren Xiaoxue's face slowly changed from nervousness to joking.

In her eyes, Qin Xiner's appearance undoubtedly deprived her of the chance to be alone with Zhou Fei.

Originally, Zhou Fei's personal secretary belonged to her!It was her three years ago, and now it can only be her.

The inadvertent targeting of Qin Xin'er everywhere is the jealousy of not being able to be with Zhou Fei, and it is also the envy of Qin Xiner.

This woman, Ren Xiaoxue really couldn't see anything better than her, but it was precisely because of this that her jealousy swelled and magnified.

But the more he targeted Qin Xin'er everywhere, the more Zhou Fei felt that he should stay away from Ren Xiaoxue.

A tinge of dislike for Ren Xiaoxue actually stirred up in his heart.

He didn't answer Ren Xiaoxue's words, and walked straight towards the speeding thief.

Ren Xiaoxue saw that Zhou Fei was determined to go his own way, and grabbed his arm, tears glistened in his eyes, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Shaojun, I'm doing it for your own good! Can't you just listen to me?"

Zhou Fei looked at Ren Xiaoxue whose eyes were full of tears, and felt a little soft-hearted. He lightly rolled up the woman's messy hair, with rare tenderness: "Don't worry, I'm sure."

Ren Xiaoxue knew it was useless to talk too much, so she let go of Zhou Fei's hand.

Song Qingfeng patted Zhou Fei's shoulder, and said seriously: "Yes, the body has not been completely wasted in the past three years, and the two of them will be handed over to me."

Zhou Fei nodded, turned around and walked towards the speeding thief again.

Step by step Zhou Fei squeezed through the crowd and passed through the high platform.

At this time, I don't know whether it was his hallucination or everyone in the audience looked at him one after another. In short, the atmosphere became a little weird.

Zhou Fei, who had already stepped onto the high platform, was surrounded by the crowd, shouting, cheering, and cursing mingled together.

Song Qingfeng and others in the audience were also crowded to the front of the stage.

They heard the whispers of the audience in the rowdy crowd

"Who is this? It has been several months since no one dared to challenge the underground boxing champion on stage!"

"Look at this kid, I'm afraid he'll get punched if he's so skinny, he's about to crawl!"

"..."

Noisy vocals, the host picked up the microphone, and the music became boiling, as if deliberately igniting the audience.

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen! Do you still remember me! I am the super invincible and handsome host of the universe, dog egg!"

"After a long absence for several months, I can finally pick up the microphone again and explain to the audience the super invincible Chu Nan's strongest underground boxer, the battle..."

The host was suddenly a little confused. He trotted towards Zhou Fei on the stage, and whispered in his ear, "What's your name? Say it quickly!"

Zhou Fei replied with a face of embarrassment: "Zhou Fei"

Before he finished speaking, the host started again: "Fight against Zhou Fei!"

The whole audience sighed, not optimistic.

Zhou Fei said to the host: "I'm not here to fight, you made a mistake."

The host's enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by Zhou Fei's words. He hid the microphone and questioned Zhou Fei: "It's not a fight, what kind of stage are you on! You made me so excited!"

Zhou Fei wanted to explain, but it was too late. He saw a black shadow walking out of a VIP-customized private room.

The man in the shadows was twice his size.