Swallowing the Seas

"The license plate number is Jin CZ5859, and the owner's name is Ding Huan. He is 47 years old, unmarried, and a native of Jinhai. He made a fortune in the water business in his early years. Three years ago, he fell in love with a hostess at a bar called Pink Lady on Yongli Street. , sending flowers, bags and clothes cost more than [-] yuan, but later found that the hostess took off her makeup like two different people, and her relationship was greatly deceived. Opposite the beautiful woman opened a bar called Predator to vent her anger, the business is said to be good, so far no abnormalities have been found..."

Bu Chonghua's car was parked two blocks away, standing on the night streets of Jinhai CBD, the lights were feasting, the cars were BMW, the noise and laughter were coming and going with the wind, and the signboard with the word Predator flashed in the night sky.

"What's the matter, Brother Bu?" Cai Lin's voice on the phone was a little nervous, "Is there something wrong with the surname Ding? Where are you now?"

Bu Chonghua didn't answer, but looked towards the door of the bar.

For those who really go clubbing, nine o'clock is just the beginning of the nightlife, but the "predator" is already full of voices. A man with the appearance of a foreman and a few subordinates wander back and forth at the bar entrance casually, following the door from time to time. The regular customers chatted a few words, and then let them pass with a smile on their faces. The air was vaguely full of excitement, excitement and tacit taste.

"Cai Lin," Bu Chonghua turned his head and said softly to the phone: "This bar is not right."

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"My little brother Wu, my little ancestor Wu, are you fucking okay?!" Boss Fat Ding bent down to look left and right at Wu Yu's face, with a foxy face full of questions: "Your face is just like last night It's like fighting eighteen beautiful girls, you have to tell me in advance if you have kidney deficiency! It's not worth losing half your life for 20 yuan, do you know that?!"

The locker room door cut off the electronic drum beat outside, Wu Yu took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

"It's not as bad as your face! Why did you go last night?!"

"Go to the Internet cafe."

Fat Ding's expression at this moment is no different from that when he saw the wine escort taking off her makeup with his own eyes.

Wu Yu stopped moving helplessly, "Don't you say that the opponent is the Vietnamese 'Red Whirlwind' from last time?"

"Red Whirlwind", the Vietnamese boxing champion, defeated seven opponents in a row in early May, and even sent several people to the ICU of the hospital.Boss Fat Ding had no choice but to invite Wu Yu from the manor, and paid [-] yuan for the appearance, and finally defeated Hong Xuanfeng in the eighth round. For this reason, Wu Yu was almost kicked out of the police force by Bu Chonghua because of leaving work early.

"Do you think it's a joke that people spent 20 yuan to avenge their revenge?" Fat Ding scolded, "The Vietnamese monkey is a tricky idea. Before coming to Jinhai, the coastal area has been leveled, and it's because of your disrepute." Head, now the appearance fee can no longer be paid! Cutting people's money is like killing your parents, I tell you that you have to be careful in this game, maybe they will try their best to fight hard, and they have to kill half of your life. Re-establish your name as the Great Flame Demon King!"

...The Great Flame Demon King...

Wu Yu hesitated to speak, tilted his head and looked at the fat boss for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "You're the one who got this nickname again, right?"

"Yeah, why?" Fat Ding was very sensitive, "What's your opinion on the professional level of my nickname?"

"..."

The two looked at each other, and Wu Yu finally sighed after a long while, and said, "No problem, I'm just wondering when he will find out that he can't get his appearance fee. It's not my fault, it's your fault."

"Hey—are you too ungrateful?!" Fat Ding suddenly felt that he had been greatly insulted: "What do you think of the Jinhai Yumian Xiaoyan Luo I gave you? What's not good?!... "

Wu Yu shook his head, opened the door and walked out of the dressing room.

On the basement floor of the bar, a tidal wave of hustle and bustle rushed towards us, glare flashed overhead, and the waves of heat made people dizzy.

"A shocking competition, full of punches!! Can Red Whirlwind succeed in revenge? Who will take away all the prize pools tonight?! The answer will be revealed soon!!..."

The applause and whistle almost drowned out the host's roar. Wu Yu squinted his eyes and saw the Vietnamese standing shirtless on the ring and staring at him closely. I don't know if it was the effect of the lighting and shadows, but his face seemed to be more sturdy and gloomy. , a trace of hatred flashed in the cloudy eyes.

Wu Yu staggered his gaze, walked around the audience, and suddenly felt a thump in his heart for some reason.

Something seems wrong.

The unrestrained crowd, the security guards passing through, the spectators immersed in alcohol, the gamblers frantically waving banknotes...all the details are the same as usual, but there seems to be a strange smell in the dark, which makes him feel nervous intuition.

what is it?

Wu Yu turned his eyes back to the arena, and saw the Vietnamese staring at him, slowly opening his mouth and smiling, revealing his black and yellow teeth, which were broken and uneven - it was caused by long-term use of addictive amino stimulants. Alkaline corrosion.

Ding--!

The host backed away quickly: "Start!"

"Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!" "Kill him! Kill him!" "Kill him!!"...

The Vietnamese didn't wait for the golden bell to fall, but they rushed headlong like lightning.Wu Yu had been prepared for a long time, and took a few steps back carefully. In an instant, the wind rang in his right ear, and the Vietnamese's thick calf was swept away.

If it hits this time, not to mention an immediate brain burst, the skull will be shattered on the spot.Boss Fat Ding didn't expect the Vietnamese to kill him at the beginning. He stood up and opened his eyes wide. He saw Wu Yu was like a phantom walking in the hail of bullets. a moment—

The whip leg flew down in the air, slashing Wu Yu's throat!

"Fuck!"

Before Fat Ding’s final sound landed, Wu Yu’s whole body was leaning back, and the tip of the Vietnamese’s toes brushed against his throat, the distance was less than half an inch. Immediately, the cable made Wu Yu rebound, and he grabbed the Vietnamese’s leg that was too late to land, and squatted down. The thunder swept fiercely, and the Vietnamese flew half a meter before falling to the ground with a bang!

The audience thundered with cheers: "Good!!"

The Vietnamese bounced his body upwards on the ground of the arena. Before he fell down again, Wu Yu rubbed his body and approached, pressed his knee against the opponent's breastbone, and pressed him to the ground with a muffled bang. He punched down and sprayed blood from his mouth and nose , Another punch, the Vietnamese spewed out half a broken tooth!

"Fight, fight, fight!" "Good! Beautiful!" "Come on! Go on!!"

Screaming and shouting almost toppled the roof, amidst the excitement, only Boss Fat Ding seemed to feel something strange, staring at the arena with his mouth wide open.

Wu Yu's personality is conservative and cautious. He has never shown such a naked desire to attack. It seems that he is eager to race against time to end the battle. Why?

Can't wait to get your money?

Or is there something wrong?

The phalanges clicked on the Vietnamese man's jaw, making a terrifying slight crack.Wu Yu didn't hesitate, knowing that the next blow would be the final blow, he grabbed the opponent's neck and punched him in the face, but this time he only listened to - bang!

The Vietnamese stood in front of his eyes with his left hand, grasping Wu Yu's fist bone with his palm, and grinned ferociously on his blood-stained face, as if he didn't feel any pain at all:

"...Is it that easy to trade your life for money?"

His Vietnamese was vague, but Wu Yu understood it instantly, and his eyelids twitched suddenly.

But everything was too late to react, the Vietnamese right wrist flicked the snow light, and then the outside of Wu Yu's thigh felt cold, blood spurted out, it was a switchblade!

People actually don't feel pain when their nerves are highly tense, but their instincts will make the body respond.Wu Yu supported the ground with one hand and reached for the wound with the other. It was too late when he realized that he shouldn't have reacted like this; the next second he felt his world spinning and his center of gravity reversed. Qiu Jie's elbow hit Wu Yu's back hard, his ribs cracked and cracked, Wu Yu spurted blood, and his head fell to the ground!

Breathing in, whistling, and yelling, Boss Fat Ding opened his mouth wide and clenched his hands into fists.

But what happened just now couldn't be seen clearly from the audience, and no one knew why the situation suddenly reversed.

The Vietnamese whispered in the ear: "No one taught you, don't take the road easily?"

Wu Yu's cheek was pressed to the ground, his eyes were directly facing the ring, blurred for a few seconds due to the severe pain, but then he realized with lightning speed where the strange feeling came from just now——

In the first three rows of the crowded auditorium, there were quite a few faces from Southeast Asia, with dark skin, wide eyebrows, thick lips, nose bridge, and thick lips.At first glance, you can't find it, but Wu Yu, who has lived on the border between China and Myanmar for a long time, can see the difference in race and appearance at a glance.

They are not from Jinhai, and there are several Vietnamese hiding under the ring!

"I can't get along here anymore," the Vietnamese said in a hoarse and distorted word, "you can't get along either."

Wu Yu's pupils constricted, he gritted his teeth and struggled to turn over, but then the corner of his eyes froze, and Xue Liang's saber was already on his head!

Meanwhile, the bar is upstairs.

"I'm sorry, sir, please stop." The foreman stopped politely and said with an apologetic smile: "Today, the basement floor of the bar is closed to the public."

Across the strong music on the first floor, the screams and applause from downstairs could be vaguely heard.Bu Chonghua withdrew his gaze and looked around calmly, only to see that several bar security guards had gathered around him unobtrusively.

"Not open to the outside world?" Bu Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then the news is that your security guards are conducting military exercises?"

The foreman laughed and said, "Sir, you are joking. In fact, the downstairs is our VIP area, and only accepts VIP guests who have already applied for a card, so..."

Bu Chonghua nodded, looked around, raised his chin casually: "Where do I get the card?"

In his early years, when the public security system was not as well-known as it is now, Bu Chonghua performed several hidden missions in disguise, and his ability to respond to emergencies was passable.If he was given some more time to prepare, even if he had to change his clothes, he would not adopt such an aggressive attitude now, running to confront the head bartender like an arrogant and rich stupefied young man.

But now there was nothing he could do.He wears trousers and leather shoes that are incompatible with the atmosphere of the bar. As long as someone pays a little attention, they will find that the buttons on the back pocket of his trousers are the police uniform.

"Sir, I'm sorry, we don't have any card application activities recently." The foreman stepped forward to block Bu Chonghua, trying to tactfully lead him back to the booth: "If you need it, please leave a WeChat message, and I will contact you at the next card application event." I must be responsible for notifying you."

This is to say the word to death.

Bu Chonghua glanced back and saw a security guard whispering something into the headset with his mouth covered, realizing that he had aroused their vigilance.

What should I do now, call back to the detachment for reinforcements, or force my way?

Bu Chonghua took a breath, and at this moment the phone vibrated, Cai Lin's new news came——

[Wynn Street Police Station received a report two months ago that Iron Blood Bar was involved in illegal gambling! 】

[The team stay put, Brother Liao and I will bring reinforcements! 】

— Illegal betting on boxing.

The injury on Wu Yu's back, the record of arriving late and leaving early, and the bags of cash in the safe, all kinds of weird manifestations threaded through Bu Chonghua's mind, instantly reflecting the answer clearly.

At the same time, the fire safety door leading to the basement floor behind the security guard was suddenly pushed open by the waiter, and curses and screams from downstairs poured out like a tide.Even the foreman couldn't care less about stopping Bu Chonghua, and the two looked back at the same time, only to see the waiter hurriedly grabbed the security guard, said a few words urgently, and several security guards rushed towards the corridor at the same time——

The foreman's face changed drastically, and Bu Chonghua sternly asked, "What happened to the boxing match?!"

"No, no, you, you, don't..."

The foreman stuttered, and then he saw that the handsome and sharp man in front of him stopped talking, pushed himself away and dodged down; At the booth, the wine glasses and bottles were smashed all over the floor!

The foreman shouted in shock, "Stop him!"

Snapped!With a loud sound, Wu Yu grabbed the Vietnamese man's wrist bone like lightning, and pinched the blade with the other hand. The sharp point of the knife barely stopped in front of the eyebrows, and the blood line of the tiger's mouth sprang up!

"He has a knife!"

"I fucked the dick!"

"What the hell is this? Refund! Refund!!"

The auditorium under the ring was like being splashed with a pot of boiling water. Everyone jumped up, applauding, scolding, yelling and refunding the money when the situation was wrong, and even clapping and screaming. .Boss Fat Ding's chubby body jumped up like a bouncy ball, yelling: "Security! Security! Stop him! Damn stop him!!"

Without his ordering a second time, the security guards in the crowd had already rushed forward, but were stopped by the Vietnamese people in the first three rows cursing and swearing. In the chaos, the wine bottles were broken and the chairs were flying. A pot of boiling porridge.

"Where the hell did this come from? Dare to act wild in my place?!"

The fat boss was impatient, and was about to climb up the ring in a stumbling manner.However, the master of the Vietnamese boxer strode forward, grabbed him by the back and pulled him down, pushed him back, and the fat man staggered and fell to the ground, clutching his butt in pain and cursing: "I fuck you@#￥ %*... Help! Help!!"

The Vietnamese master stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, punched loudly without saying a word, the fat boss lost his head immediately, the nasal tube was hot, and blood gushed out!

"Do you think you can survive like this?" Wu Yu lay on his back, staring at the blade in front of him at a close distance, and said intermittently in raw Vietnamese: "Look, now that's like this, who dares to invite you to play?!"

The Vietnamese boxer half-kneeled on the ground, pushing the blade down with all his strength, his eyes were full of overdose and yellowish: "No one invites me anymore, you are the one who cut me off—"

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yu figured out the front and rear joints.

They fought black boxing in underground casinos in Vietnam. Killing and wounding happened from time to time, and they have formed a life-and-death fighting style. After smuggling to the mainland, they are eager to make a name for themselves and make money. I don't know how much deep hatred.The last time he lost to himself in the Iron Blood Bar was just a pretext, the real trigger was that he got up and attacked again after counting down the seconds, breaking the unwritten rules and atmosphere in the circle; he is so desperate now, it should be because he was gambled in the boxing market There was a collective boycott, and no one wanted to play with him again.

But this kid couldn't figure it out. He just felt that he was done for and was going back to his hometown in Vietnam. The cruelty and bloody boxing there was definitely higher than that of Jinhai, but the money was far less than here.

"...It was you who cut your own way," Wu Yu gasped for certainty, gritted his teeth and said, "No one who is greedy can get out of this boxing ring alive!"

The Vietnamese roared, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed down, but at the same time, Wu Yu bent his knees and kicked fiercely. The combination of the pinnacle of jujitsu and the power of breaking the boat, he kicked the opponent in the chest and flew out!

The Vietnamese switchblade came out of his hand, and several sternum cracked, and he fell to the ground with his head amidst a few muffled bangs.

This lightning kick was really too aggressive. If he deliberately went down a little bit just now, the opponent's broken ribs are not just ribs, but the abdominal organs should be broken.Wu Yu cursed silently, got up staggeringly and wanted to jump off the ring, but the place where the stabbing on the outside of the thigh softened sharply, and his right knee fell to his knees uncontrollably, feeling bad for a moment .

Sure enough, the endurance of the boxer who took the stimulant was much higher than usual. In this short half a second, the Vietnamese got up again, rushed over like a muscle tank with blood red eyes, picked up Wu Yu in the air, and rushed to the ground. Give it a hard flick!

The eardrums swelled loudly, and the internal organs shrank sharply.

In fact, there was no sound, but at that moment Wu Yu seemed to hear the loud noise of bone dislocation.The blood red in front of his eyes gradually turned black, and the drastic change was so fast that he couldn't defend himself at all, and the fists like hailstones had already smashed down!

thump! !

Bu Chonghua grabbed the handrail, kicked the foreman in the air, and landed steadily in the air. He grabbed the security guard's collar and used the 1.8-meter tall man as a meat shield, and smashed the security door of the corridor with the security guard's back.

The heavy smell of alcohol, dazzling lights, and screams on the lower floor rushed towards him. Bu Chonghua threw him out amidst the security guard's screams of pain, gasped and looked at the extremely chaotic situation, and then rolled his eyes Yi Ning, saw the arena not far away.

Under the spotlight of the boxing ring, the Vietnamese boxer staggered to his feet. He almost lost his mind due to the double stimulation of drugs and blood. He casually grabbed the switchblade that had just fallen on the ground, and the cold light howled through the air——

The instinct of going through life and death for so many years made Wu Yu conditioned to turn sideways, bend up, put the back of his hand against his neck, and the tip of the knife whizzed to his palm.

However, just before the blood spattered three feet, Juli struck from behind the Vietnamese boxer, hugged him by the waist, and smashed him to the ground!

The huge brain shock made this muscular and strong man lose his mobility in a few seconds. He couldn't even see who was coming. He only felt his chest was pressed against his knees like cast iron, his abdominal cavity collapsed, and his throat spurted. Bleeding Arrow.

Fuck!who is it? !

The Vietnamese boxer frenziedly swung the switchblade frantically, and then the wrist bone "Crack!" sounded crisply, and he was twisted and dislocated by the force like iron pincers.The severe pain made his scalp numb and explode, and in the dimness, he saw someone condescendingly staring at him, with a cold and terrifying look burning in those amber eyes.

That was the last image of him when he was conscious.

Bu Chonghua twisted his crooked wrist, dislocated his elbow, twisted it again, and the whole shoulder twisted into a terrible shape amidst the crackling sound.The Vietnamese’s screaming and screaming stopped abruptly. He was punched until his mouth and nose were bloody, and his front teeth collapsed; he twitched and kicked his legs in vain, but the second punch was harder and harder, and his browbones and eye sockets were squeezed. The tinkle!

The Vietnamese was unconscious and completely paralyzed. No one expected that Bu Chonghua would not give up. He picked up his unrecognizable face by his hair, stood up in this posture, and slammed his head hard pillar.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of a mechanical crash was startling, Wu Yu staggered to his feet, desperately hugged Bu Chonghua from behind, dragged him back forcibly, and stumbled back to the edge of the ring on the other side.

The Vietnamese boxer collapsed to the ground like a broken sandbag, completely motionless except for the twitching of his hands and feet.

"Don't do anything to him, don't do anything to him..." Wu Yu didn't dare to look at Bu Chonghua's cold face burning with rage, and almost exhausted all his courage to push him against the pillar, only to see that the finger bone was Because of the heavy blows, the skin was worn out, and it was not known whether it was his own blood or the blood of the Vietnamese boxer.

"He's not worth dirtying your hands," Wu Yu gasped, holding Bu Chonghua's hand tightly with both hands, his voice hoarse and mournful: "These things are not worth...it's not worth dirtying your hands .”