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Tonight, something was destined to happen in Jiangcheng City.

Night Paris Bar, although there are no customers, but the luxurious building and shining neon signs still show the power of the bar owner Zheng Qiang. On the street all day long, Night Paris Bar is like a bright pearl. The presence here is second to none.

But at this moment, there was a gloomy atmosphere in the underground office of the bar.

After hanging up the call from Zhang Long, Zheng Qiang was in a daze for a moment, and then his face with the hideous scar became more and more gloomy.

He slowly sat back on the chair, and said in a deep voice, "Come on."

The door of the office opened, and in came two men in suits who had been guarding the passage outside.

"Tell brother, prepare to meet the enemy." Taking a deep breath, Zheng Qiang slightly raised his head and said, his voice was cold and murderous.

He had concluded that Zhang Long would come to his door soon, and once again underestimated this kid, who actually had the strength to deal with the dozen or so masters he sent out.

Since the opponent is much stronger than he imagined, then Zheng Qiang can no longer underestimate the enemy, he will fight hard to end everything just tonight.

With Zhang Long's personality of vengeance, since he knew that he sent people to kill Shang Gu, he would definitely come to revenge, so Zheng Qiang planned to set up a net for him first.

Hearing this, the two men in suits frowned slightly, with some doubts in their hearts. They had never seen Zheng Qiang so serious before, and one of them couldn't help asking: "Boss, what happened? Is it because the brothers sent out are not effective?"

"Hmph." Zheng Qiang snorted coldly, "They're all a bunch of idiots, they couldn't even kill a helpless paralyzed man, and they were beaten half to death by a bunch of students."

"What?" Another man in a suit showed a ferocious look on his face, "That brat Zhang Long again?"

Zheng Qiang didn't answer, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became more and more sinister. As long as he heard the name Zhang Long, he would like to tear him into pieces.

Blind one of my eyes, caused me to lie in a hospital bed for three months, and now I beat my own person, being treated like this by a student, as the owner of Tangtangye Paris Bar, there are prominent people in the whole Jiangcheng, and this face also It's all lost.

If you don't kill him, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart.

"Later, that stinky boy will definitely take revenge, and he should have brought a lot of people. You immediately call all the brothers, and in addition, take out those hot weapons for me. This time, I will let him come and go! After a pause, Zheng Qiang took another deep breath, his voice low and low like the suppressed roar of a beast.

"Okay!" The man in the suit replied in a deep voice, "Brother Qiang, don't worry, that brat is just bringing some students, as long as he comes here, let them come and die for me!"

After speaking, the two men in suits looked at each other, grinned viciously, and strode out of the office immediately.

For a while, Ye Paris Bar became busy.

It was already late at night, and the street where the Night Paris Bar was located was already very deserted. Except for the waterfalls formed by the lights on both sides of the street, which were still flickering as always, everything else seemed to be frozen in the photo.

But soon, there was a gust of cold wind on the street, and the wind became louder and louder, rushing towards Ye Paris Bar from all directions.

The leaves rattled, and a few pieces of waste paper on the ground were thrown into the air. The restless and rolled-up posture of the paper made a clicking sound, like a machine for harvesting human lives, adding a sense of chill to the originally peaceful street. .

A black car stopped at the entrance of the Night Paris bar, the sound of the car doors was continuous, and a large number of people in black filed down, and then poured into the bar neatly.

No one spoke, only the clatter of footsteps.

Everyone carries their own weapons, long knives and pistols with blue energy shining on their waists.It took nearly half an hour for hundreds of people in black to enter the bar. The superimposed aura caused the temperature to drop sharply, and the clean starry sky seemed to be blocked by dark clouds.

In the night Paris bar, Zheng Qiang's men were mobilized in full force, this is the rhythm of fighting with Zhang Long.

Zheng Qiang has also come out of the basement and came to the bar lobby. He moved a huge leather seat, red leather, matched with his black suit, and that almost murderous face, which made the entire bar interior The colors are all weird and evil.

The chairs were placed in the center of the bar, and all the tables and chairs had been removed, revealing a large open space, and the leather seats were facing the door.

The rest of hundreds of people in black stood on both sides of Zheng Qiang, surrounding the entire open space for several floors.

Zheng Qiang stared at the door with wolf-like eyes.

Although he mobilized all his power to the opponent's group of students, if he said it, people might laugh out loud, but Zheng Qiang couldn't care less, Zhang Long was too fucking cunning, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He had already decided that no matter how many people Zhang Long brought tonight, he would let them come and go without returning, and then destroy the corpses, so that no one would know that he could do it.

Thinking of this scene, a sinister smile finally appeared on the corner of Zheng Qiang's mouth. He moved his eyes slightly. Wherever his eyes passed, all the men in suits were equipped with long knives and held energy pistols tightly in their hands, and every man in suits They are all practitioners, with extraordinary skills, and with these hot weapons, they can deal with a group of students, ha ha...

"Om..."

At this moment, the roar of the engine came faintly from outside, and it became louder and louder until all the roars converged at the door of the bar like a low thunder.

The shadows of the vehicles and the glare of the lights reflected into the interior through the windows of the bar and the luxurious glass doors, constantly swaying, making the dark atmosphere in the bar even more gloomy.

"Ahaha...Zheng Qiang, are you asleep? I'm here to find you!" Zhang Long's familiar laughter came. Came to meet old friends.

Staring at the door, Zheng Qiang immediately gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush out and kill this little bastard right now, not to mention anything else, just the provocation and contempt of Chi Guoguo in that laughter gave Zheng Qiang a feeling of being overwhelmed. Feel like an idiot!

The rest of the hundred or so men in suits also had ferocious anger on their cold faces. A mere student, so arrogant in the night Paris bar, do you really think that they are just joking with him?

"Wow!" At this moment, the luxurious glass door of the bar was pushed open forcefully and brutally.

The light outside the door is reflected in it, like a group of bright flowers in full bloom, and the light in front of the flower is a slightly thin but straight figure like a sword. He is wearing a body-sculpting suit with a golden stand-up collar. Next, that young face is full of a sunny smile.

It was none other than Zhang Long. There was still a dense crowd surging behind him, and the light flickered, making it impossible to see clearly the costumes for a while.

"Yeah, haven't you slept yet?"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Long locked onto Zheng Qiang who was sitting directly opposite the bar. Although the distance was tens of meters away, Zheng Qiang's face was so special that he could recognize him at a glance.

Hearing this, Zheng Qiang also laughed, his smile was extremely vicious, he stared at Zhang Long intently, and said sullenly: "Stinky boy, you really dare to come here."

As he spoke, he raised his arm slightly.

"Shua la!" There was a uniform sound, as if the splashed water suddenly fell on the ground, and the men in suits surrounding the bar pointed their guns at Zhang Long.

"Tsk tsk." Zhang Long raised his eyebrows, looked around and said, "Brother Qiang, what are you doing? I'm just a student, so I'm timid, so don't scare me."

In the middle of speaking, Zhang Long did not stop, but continued to advance step by step, and the people behind him did not hesitate at all, and also advanced step by step.

There were not many lights on in the bar, it was a bit dark, and more and more people were pouring in, and I couldn't see every face clearly, I could only vaguely see that the crowd was very messy, men and women, tall and short , it seems not all students.

Zheng Qiang ignored these people, as long as Zhang Long came.

"Hehe," seeing Zhang Long's still calm smile, Zheng Qiang smiled again, "You really don't cry when you see the coffin, well, I want to see if you are really calm, or if you are just pretending."

The moment he finished speaking, Zheng Qiang's face suddenly darkened, and his raised arm was about to fall down.

For a moment, the arms of all the men in black holding the energy guns straightened up, and there was a buzzing sound, and the azure energy halo on the handle of the gun accelerated its rotation.

"What do you want? Rebellion?" Suddenly, a sharp voice resounded throughout the bar.

Immediately, all the men in suits and Zheng Qiang were taken aback for a moment. The one who was speaking turned out to be a woman, and she could vaguely see a vigorous figure, and the majesty in her words could not be challenged.

Just when people were instinctively dazed, all the lights in the bar were turned on by a few students amidst a few soft bangs.

All of a sudden, Zhang Long and the others were clearly in front of people's eyes.

Zheng Qiang was dumbfounded, and all the men in suits around him opened their mouths in shock.

Behind Zhang Long, there are not only a group of students, but also a large number of members of the Wulian Association. All of them are wearing the unique uniforms of the Wulian Association, and energy guns are also pointed at them. All kinds of field equipment, as long as they are willing, they will call more Wushu Federation personnel to come to support at any time.

"Wu, Wulianhui?" Zheng Qiang couldn't help but screamed, his eyes fell on Zhang Long's face again, looking at Zhang Long's brighter smile, he was a little dazed for a while.