Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

Qi Yan and Li Xingwen struggled for a week, wondering whether Mo He had so many nightclubs under his control.

In Pan'an City, seven out of ten clubs belong to the Mohe gang.

Every nightclub must have a special code to 'order'. When ordinary customers ask, the manager will say that this is a regular club and does not provide special services. They are not involved in pornography; only old customers who are recommended by others or have... Only those in a powerful position will know the regular secret codes.

Qi Yan and Li Xingwen lamented that Mohe was so powerful that it would be difficult to uproot it. Not only these clubs, but also large and small bars were all under the control and management of Mohe.

In the car, Li Xingwen put his hands on the steering wheel and sighed: "It's been a week. You said that Mohe has so many territories and such a wide range. Where can we see the commander here?"

Qi Yan was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a cup of fruit tea in her hand, "Yes, I haven't seen the conductor in a week. Maybe the conductor doesn't like the club."

"Actually, as long as we can attract Mo He's attention, if Chen Xi is still the commander here, he will definitely find a way to see us." Li Xingwen said.

"Then let's go to the bar again, and you will act out a play with me." She put the drink aside and fastened her seat belt.

"acting?"

At 11 o'clock in the evening, have a drink at the bar.

The carnival belonging to Mohe has passed, and the atmosphere of the bar tonight is still warm, with ordinary customers coming and going. Everyone enjoys the unique atmosphere of the night here, numbing their nerves in the ambiguous smell and mellow alcohol.

The waiters and waitresses, dressed in smart professional attire, shuttled among the crowd carrying trays, and the air was filled with the strong aroma of wine.

At this time, the music changed and the bar became a lot quieter. During the pause of only a few seconds, a sharp sound of glass breaking came from the side.

A man yelled: "Are you crazy? Who are you talking to like that?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the dispute. On the booth, there was an ordinary-looking man with short black hair and a ferocious face. He was holding a broken wine bottle in his hand. He was holding the mouth of the bottle and holding the sharp and hard glass against it. Woman wearing black suspender skirt.

The woman sat on the booth sofa, her jade-white arms supporting the cushions, raising her head and saying something proudly.

Her voice was masked by the music, and all she could see was the opening and closing of her red lips and the sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of her mouth. The man's face was getting worse and worse, and it was not a pleasant thing to say.

Manager Qian, who was having a quick drink, could immediately identify the disputing customer. Wasn't this the woman who bought 50 grams of heroin here a week ago? In addition, she has great looks and a top-notch figure, and now all the Mohe members in the bar know her.

Manager Qian immediately went over to break up the fight and calm down the male guest.

The male guest was still very excited and said: "Qi Yan, you are nothing without me, look who will support you, a bastard!"

The woman fiddled with her long hair and glanced at him contemptuously: "There are plenty."

"Who are you talking to with this attitude? You eat and drink from me every day, and I give you money to support you, just to make you look down on me?!"

Manager Qian immediately ran over, nodded and bowed and said: "Don't quarrel, you two, don't quarrel, talk to me if you have anything to say."

Li Xingwen spat, moved his lips for a long time, and finally cursed loudly: "Bitch, don't follow me in the future, I won't give you another penny! With your virtue, who can get you!" "

He smashed the bottle on the ground and left the bar angrily.

Manager Qian had a half-eaten look on his face, but he still upheld good professional ethics and said, "I'll have people clean up the debris here right away."

"I know." She took out a cigarette from her bag and held it on her fingertips.

The smoke covered her beautiful face. She exhaled the smoke and her eyes were blurred in the swirling cigarette.

She sat alone in the booth for several hours, rejecting several men who approached her. She was always waiting for someone to appear, whether it was Chen Xi or Lu Yan.

But until late at night, she didn't expect the person she planned to wait for. She was a little regretful that it was too late and she was about to go home. The real "spectator" of this quarrel scene never showed up.

As soon as she walked out of the bar, several young people came face to face. They surrounded her with smiles. One of the men with light yellow hair said smoothly: "Beauty, let's get to know each other."

Qi Yan frowned impatiently: "Get out of the way."

"Hey, you're still a bad-tempered person."

Just as a man reached out to touch her face, Qi Yan dodged back and slapped her with her backhand, "Go away."

After so many calculations, she still couldn't catch the target's shadow for the first time. She was in no mood to fight with them here.

Her sudden attack made several gangsters unable to react. When they recovered, they cursed angrily: "You bitch, you are so shameless!"

Qi Yan clenched her fists, and D77 suddenly said: [The target is getting out of the car, right behind you. 】

Qi Yan's bones suddenly softened. The gangsters slapped her rudely, and she shrank her shoulders and hid behind them.

Suddenly, a strong arm hugged her, and at the same time, an iron rod hit one of the gangsters on the head, beating him to a bloody head on the spot.

"Who!"

"Damn it, are you playing hero to save the beauty?"

The man's thin lips were pursed tightly, he was wearing a black suit, and he was tall. She was protected in his arms like a little wild bird next to a big tree.

She could feel the strong muscles and hot temperature of his chest, and the arms around her waist were particularly strong.

"Mr. Lu?" She looked up in surprise.

"Yes." The man responded solemnly, without any unnecessary nonsense, pushing her back and handing her over to his men behind him.

Lu Yan moved his wrist, and the iron rod in his hand reflected a cold light in the moonlight. It was obviously not a sharp weapon, but it gave off a frightening coldness.

The three gangsters looked at each other and took action together.

Lu Yan was fighting alone, holding an iron rod in his hand and bursting out with powerful force. He grabbed the gangster's hair with one hand, raised his leg and kicked the opponent's kneecap, forcing the opponent to kneel down.

The next moment, the iron rod hit his head with all his strength, causing him to bleed on the spot.

His palms were broad, and there were faint veins on the back of the hand holding the iron rod due to the exertion.

Immediately afterwards, he hit the next gangster who attacked him with a backhand stick on the neck. The other gangster was beaten so hard that his head tilted. He held down the gangster's head, raised his knee and hit the gangster's nose bone. The sound of the nose bone cracking was heard in the silence. It was particularly clear in the night, and then the other party's painful wails were heard.

Lu Yan weighed the iron rod in his hand and looked at the last gangster.

The gangster was the one who was beaten first. His head was bleeding at the moment. He was so scared that he ran away when he saw how capable he was.

"Catch it back."

Following the order, the two men behind Lu Yan chased the escaping gangster and quickly captured him.

Lu Yan's complexion is wheat-colored due to constant exposure to the sun. He has high brow bones, deep eyes, and cold facial lines. When he is not smiling, his jawline is tight. You can tell by looking at him that he is not easy to mess with.

The gangster was led to kneel in front of him.

"I was wrong, brother, I was wrong." The gangster kept apologizing, his face full of pleading.

Lu Yan kicked him on the shoulder unceremoniously: "What's wrong?"

The gangster was kicked backwards, but was immediately dragged back by two men. He was forced to kneel there straight, with tears on his face: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't harass people."

Lu Yan sneered, and his eyebrows softened. Just when the gangster breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would let him go, the next second, the end of the iron rod hit him hard on the shoulder, and he was knocked to the ground.

Lu Yan threw away the iron rod and said, "Send him to the hospital."

The iron rod made a crisp sound when it fell on the concrete floor, which made people's hearts skip a beat.

The two men immediately pulled the three injured people away.

Qi Yan saw Lu Yan walking towards her, his tall body approaching step by step, and finally he stood condescendingly in front of her.