The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 504 Beat me to death

Chapter [-]: Beat Me to Death

"Ugh-"

At eleven o'clock in the evening, a commercial vehicle parked on Tiancheng Bar Street.

Afterwards, Huang Sanzhong took Wang Shiyuan and the others out of the car door, and wandered into the 'Night Bar'.

After Ye Fan let Huang Sanzhong enter the Law Enforcement Hall, Huang Sanzhong also brought Wang Shiyuan in to relieve the pressure.

Wang Shiyuan has always lacked Ye Fan's favor, and has admiration for Ye Fan, so she simply gave up her acting career and became a member of the Wumeng.

They came here tonight to find Aunt Gui for Ye Fan.

As soon as she stepped into the gate, Wang Shiyuan took a look around and found that the business in the bar was very hot.

There were no vacant seats in sight, and exciting music kept playing.

The air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the music was turned up to the maximum, almost deafening people's ears, and both men and women were twisting their bodies crazily on the dance floor.

The glamorously dressed women are laughing and playing among the men, using frivolous words to seduce those men who can't control themselves

Drunken, dreaming and dying, that's all.

"The flower in my heart, I want to take you home."

"In that late-night bar, no matter whether it's true or not, please shake it to your heart's content and forget the one you love..."

The explosive music not only made the audience excited, even Huang Sanzhong also swayed. He smiled at Wang Shiyuan and his three cronies:
"I've checked it out."

"Aunt Gui didn't leave Tiancheng after stealing the secret recipe back then. Instead, she had a beauty treatment, and then used the money to open this bar."

"I heard that she also became a lover of a Hong Kong businessman, but I don't know who it is. At the same time, she has a close relationship with Han Xiaozhong of the Harbor Group."

"So this bar is not only getting bigger and bigger, it has become one of the few night spots in Tiancheng, and no one dares to come here to make trouble."

"By the way, she is not called Aunt Gui now. Her English name is Jessica, and her Chinese name is Mei Niang."

Huang Sanzhong told Wang Shiyuan and the others the news he had inquired about: "She comes to patrol the venue almost every night."

Wang Shiyuan looked around and nodded lightly: "This night scene is really big enough."

"Let's go, let's go to the upstairs wing room, I've paid [-] to fix the house."

Huang Sanzhong led Wang Shiyuan to the second floor: "After two drinks, let Aunt Gui come over."

"After confirming her identity thoroughly, I will notify Brother Fan again."

Although finding someone is a trivial matter, it concerns Ye Fan, and it is a major matter for Huang Sanchong.

Wang Shiyuan glanced at the audience, and found that there were quite a few burly security guards: "Should we call a few more people?"

"Five of us are enough, a little matter, confirming an identity, what are you doing?"

Huang Sanzhong shook his head without hesitation:

"You and I are not skilled, but the three of them are very good, and it is no problem for one to hit five or six."

"Besides, we are the children of the Martial League, and this status is equivalent to amulets."

He didn't take it seriously: "It's not a life-and-death struggle between you, who would dare to touch us?"

Wang Shiyuan nodded and did not speak any more, and then followed with her three children.

Not long after, Wang Shiyuan was sitting in a wing room on the second floor. The private room was not big, fifty square meters, but it was exquisitely furnished.

The bottom of the feet is still transparent glass, so you can see the dance floor.

Sitting here, tasting fine wine while watching the beauties go crazy, is definitely a great enjoyment.

"Five distinguished guests, what wine do you want to drink?"

Wang Shiyuan and Huang Sanzhong had just finished inspecting the environment when a bunny girl appeared with her waist twisted and a charming smile.

"I want to drink Zhuangyang, the Qijilang one night kind."

Huang Sanchong looked at the long white legs of the bunny girl, breathed out steam and said with a laugh:

"Do you have any here?"

He also unceremoniously slapped the opponent's waist, showing himself as a disciple.

"Of course there is."

A look of disgust flashed across the eyes of the bunny girl, as if she had seen too many people like Huang Sanzhong, and then she laughed and said:

"How about a bottle of fortified whiskey first?"

She directly ordered a bottle of wine worth [-] yuan.

"No problem, let's have a strong version of whiskey."

Huang Sanzhong nodded happily, and then said intentionally or unintentionally:

"By the way, little sister, is your boss Jessica here?"

"I heard that she is full of charm and unrivaled in Tiancheng. As a foreigner, I have always wanted to see her, but I haven't seen her many times."

"I wonder if I can see her tonight?"

While speaking, he took out a large stack of red banknotes and stuffed them into the bunny girl's chest one by one.

Soon, it was packed with thousands of dollars.

Wang Shiyuan gave Huang Sanchong a blank look, but knowing that he did it on purpose, she kept silent.

"Thank you boss, thank you boss."

The bunny girl's eyes lit up, she took the money and thanked her repeatedly, and her smile became charming:
"Our boss is here tonight, you drink first, I'll call her for you."

She filled Wang Shiyuan and Huang Sanchong with whiskey, and then ran out of the room with a happy face.

It's just that when she left, she inadvertently glanced back with a sharp look in her eyes.

This made Wang Shiyuan's heart skip a beat.

"It's done, we can see Aunt Gui later."

"Tell me, how are we going to deal with her then?"

Huang Sanzhong sat down across from Wang Shiyuan and the others:

"Should I just knock her out and take away the confrontation, or let her tell the truth here?"

Wang Shiyuan frowned slightly: "I'm afraid things are not that simple."

Huang Sanzhong was taken aback: "It's not that simple? What do you mean?"

"In such a big night venue, there are dozens of security guards. Does the boss just meet the guests when they meet?"

Wang Shiyuan kept a clear mind:
"A bottle of wine costs only 10 yuan, and she's not a big customer. How can the bunny girl have the guts to bother the boss..."

"boom!"

Before the words could finish, the door was kicked open.

Dozens of burly security guards rushed in like wolves and tigers, instantly filling the entire wing.

Each of them held a baseball bat in their hands.

The leader was a 1.9-meter-long bald man with a ferocious face and a murderous aura flowing from all of them.

Huang Sanzhong subconsciously shouted: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"Fuck him!"

The bald-headed man didn't talk nonsense, and pressed his hands coquettishly.

Dozens of security guards immediately besieged Huang Sanzhong and the others, the baseball bats in their hands were cold, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"boom--"

Wang Shiyuan's pretty face changed, and she lifted the marble table violently.

"boom--"

The marble table rolled over, knocking over five or six security guards.

Wang Shiyuan yelled at Huang Sanzhong and the others: "Go!"

"boom!"

Before the words fell, the bald man jumped out, quickly and ruthlessly, and kicked Wang Shiyuan.

It's like a trainer.

Wang Shiyuan couldn't dodge in time, and fell to the ground with a scream.

"Wang Shiyuan."

Huang Sanzhong's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously drew his knife, but was hit on the wrist by a man with a stick.

There was a sharp pain, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Before Huang Sanzhong leaned over to pick it up, another stick hit him hard on the thigh, causing him to stagger back a few steps.

"Um--"

When Huang Sanchong let out a muffled snort, the three disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall and Wang Shiyuan were also besieged.

Narrow wing room, eight against one, Huang Sanzhong and the others had almost no backhand strength, they could only retreat back while protecting their vital points.

Huang Sanzhong roared angrily: "What are you doing? What are you doing? We are the children of the Wumeng..."

"You are the Wumeng, and I am the Truman."

"If you dare to come to Mei Niang's place to plot evil, I won't kill you..."

The bald-headed man was completely unintimidated by Huang Sanzhong, and called a dozen security guards to press him up.

The five of Huang Sanzhong resisted bravely, but there was too little space to maneuver, and the opponent was too numerous, so they barely waved a few fists before being knocked to the ground by the opponent.

Dizzy.

Dozens of people raised their feet one after another, kicking and kicking Huang Sanzhong fiercely in turn.

Huang Sanchong and the others were furious. Ever since they met Ye Fan, have they ever been so aggrieved or so embarrassed?
It's just that it's hard for them to fight back at this moment.

"what--"

Huang Sanzhong blocked one foot, and then threw a security guard over with a sudden kick.

Then, holding back the pain in his head, he grabbed a tea table and threw it out.

In the next second, five or six security guards were hit by the coffee table and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Whoosh-"

The bald man was also shot by a shard of glass, leaving a streak of blood on his face.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and his face sank: "Beat, beat! Beat me to death."

"boom!"

Taking advantage of the space created by the tea table, Huang Sanzhong kicked the three burly men over, regardless of the blood on their heads.

He also grabbed a chair and waved it repeatedly, sweeping away three or four opponents.

But before he could kill a bloody path, the bald man flew over with a kick.

"boom--"

Huang Sanzhong turned sideways to block, there was a loud noise, and he staggered back two meters.

In this gap, a few baseball bats hit him again and again, Huang Sanzhong barely resisted a few times, and was hit by a stick in the neck again.

Huang Sanzhong almost suffocated with a sway.

"boom--"

With a sneer, the bald-headed man stepped forward, picked up a chair and threw it out, hitting Huang Sanzhong hard on the back.

Huang Sanchong threw himself forward and let go of the mahogany chair.

More than a dozen security guards rushed forward, punching and kicking.

"We are really the children of the Wumeng."

With disheveled hair, Wang Shiyuan shouted, "You will regret it."

"Snapped--"

The bald man slapped Wang Shiyuan on the face:
"Do you think I don't know Wumeng?"

"Boss Han is here as our guest, you son of a bitch Wumeng."

The bald man grinned and shouted: "Hit me, beat me to death. If you don't have eyes, you dare to trouble Meiniang."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of grinning strong men started to attack more fiercely. When their feet were tired, they picked up sticks and stabbed fiercely.

Wang Shiyuan was also slapped a few times, her cheeks were swollen, and her clothes were torn a lot, revealing a faint spring, making people greedy.

Fortunately, the mobile phone in her hand was not knocked out.

Several security guards showed wretched smiles and pulled Wang Shiyuan.

Huang Sanzhong pushed away the three security guards and jumped on Wang Shiyuan's body to protect her.

"If you don't stop, you will regret it."

There was helplessness and resentment in this roar, as well as the helplessness of the weak.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Shiyuan screamed and called Ye Fan...

"regret?"

The bald man grinned grinningly: "I, Chen Xiaobao, have been out for so long, and I never know what regret is."

After speaking, he picked up a wine bottle and slammed it on Huang Sanzhong's head with a bang.

A stream of blood spattered on the spot.

(End of this chapter)