God-level soldier

Chapter 239 Li Zhibing

Xiao Qingshuang looked at Zhao Bao's strange expression, she also saw that something was wrong, and said softly: "Zhao Bao, then you should be careful, people in Suzhou are unfamiliar, so don't make trouble."

"I know it in my heart." Zhao Bao waved his hand, looking extremely calm.

Zhao Bao escorted Xiao Qingshuang and Gao Peipei's two daughters into the car, and then stopped a taxi.

"Where is the boy going?"

"Red Thirteen Bar."

Zhao Bao smiled faintly, and a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.

He went to the Red Thirteen Bar just to try his luck and see if he could meet someone from the skinning organization.

It doesn't matter if you don't meet anyone from the skinning organization. Now, for Zhao Bao, he just wants to drink a few glasses of wine to vent his anger.

"arrive."

As the driver's voice sounded, Zhao Bao gave the fare. As soon as he entered the bar, the deafening music around him instantly reached Zhao Bao's ears.

The colorful neon lights kept beating on everyone's faces. Those people whose faces were flushed with excitement were twisting their bodies desperately in the middle of the dance floor. At a glance, Zhao Bao had a panoramic view of a group of demons dancing wildly.

"It's such a good feeling of familiarity." Zhao Bao muttered to himself, went to the bar, snapped his fingers, and ordered a glass of brandy skillfully.

For the former Zhao Bao, every time after completing a task, he would go to the bar to vent, drink a few glasses of wine, and enjoy the feeling of depravity and intoxication. Occasionally, Zhao Bao would hook up with some beautiful women. I don't mind, it's not uncommon to have a room together at night.

"Brother, is the business of this bar always so good?" Zhao Bao took a sip of his drink and struck up a conversation with the bartender.

The bartender smiled and nodded: "It's always been like this, because the location of this bar is better, and the young white-collar workers around come here to drink after work, and they can release their pressure here."

Zhao Bao smiled lightly, and glanced at the other party casually: "Apart from those office workers, are there other people who will come here to play?"

"Brother, what do you mean?" The bartender looked at Zhao Bao suspiciously, "Can you be more specific, I don't understand what you mean."

The corner of Zhao Bao's mouth twitched slightly: "For example, there are also some people who are on the road? Don't rush to answer, I'm talking about those real people on the road, not those little gangsters."

When the bartender heard this, he put down the glass in his hand, lowered his voice and said, "Dude, why are you asking about this? Are you a policeman?"

Zhao Bao laughed: "Do you think I look like a policeman? You can tell from my accent that I'm not a local, but a tourist from other places. I just came here this time to discuss business in Suzhou."

Hearing Zhao Bao's three words about business, the bartender immediately understood what the other party meant, and nodded mysteriously at the moment: "There are indeed people like the one you mentioned. They often come here to play, and they have several times when they play. Hours, but as far as I know, the people who come here to play are basically small people, and as for the big gangsters you mentioned, there are really none."

"Thanks." Zhao Bao smiled, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Bao is sure that Deng Hongze never lied to himself, but now the bartender is answering like this, which makes Zhao Bao feel a little strange.

Did the skinning organization change places?

Zhao Bao frowned. This possibility is not uncommon. For a mysterious organization, it is basically common sense to change the venue frequently.

"Forget it, since you can't find anyone, then drink and have fun." Zhao Bao shook his head, and just when he ordered a second glass of wine, a burly man sat down beside him.

Zhao Bao turned his head and saw a scar on the opponent's face, his eyes were round and round, and he looked fierce.

"Xiao Zhang, give me a cocktail. Damn it, things have been so unlucky recently. I don't feel comfortable if I don't drink some wine." The man yelled at the bartender, cursing.

"Okay." The bartender nodded immediately, "Brother Li, why do you have time to come to the bar today? Where's sister-in-law?"

"Don't mention it." The man called Brother Li waved his hand, with an unhappy expression on his face: "That stinky bitch keeps nagging, I've had enough of her, if it wasn't for her being our elder brother's cousin, I would have already beat her."

The bartender laughed dryly. He was very smart and didn't talk to him. After all, once this kind of thing involves other people's private affairs, the best way is to protect yourself wisely.

Brother Li picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and then let out a hard breath: "I'm so happy, I'm so fucking happy. It's really more comfortable in the bar. I'm almost suffocated to death at home."

"I think so."

As soon as Brother Li finished speaking, he suddenly heard a young man's voice next to his ear. He looked back and saw Zhao Bao raised his glass to him in a friendly manner.

Brother Li glared at Zhao Bao impatiently: "Why are you interrupting what I'm talking about?"

Zhao Bao smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "I'm in the same situation as Brother Li. A yellow-faced woman in the family often talks about it. I can't stand it, so I come out to drink."

"Really? I didn't expect you to be like this." Li Ge suddenly became interested, "Brother, from your accent, you seem to be a foreigner?"

"I'm from Zhonghai." Zhao Bao smiled, his expression unchanged, "I sneaked out this time."

Hearing Zhao Bao's words, Brother Li showed a knowing smile: "So that's the case. I didn't expect you, my brother, to be in the same situation as me. If we meet today, you can be regarded as a kindred spirit, right?"

Zhao Bao nodded with a smile, and raised his glass to Li Ge: "Yes, since we can meet each other, it is fate, Li Ge, I'll buy your wine today."

Hearing this, the smile on Brother Li's face became more and more vigorous: "Boy, you are really good, so I will recognize you as a brother, buddy, what is your name? If you encounter trouble here in the future, just mention me Brother Li's name, I guarantee you will not suffer."

"My name is Zhao Bao. Please take care of me from now on." Zhao Bao nodded friendly with a smile, but he quickly glanced at the other party's wrist from the corner of his eye.

Zhao Bao saw a familiar tattoo on Li Ge's wrist.

Blood Gate's tattoo!

It's exactly the same as Song Suxiang's tattoo on the plane!
That's why Zhao Bao deliberately talked to the other party. Zhao Bao has always been very interested in the Blood Gate organization.

With Zhao Bao treating guests to drink, Brother Li also had a great time drinking. He opened his heart to Zhao Bao for a while, and said a lot about the contradictory things about the family.

It's just that whenever Zhao Bao pretended to mention Li Ge's work unintentionally, whenever this time came, Li Ge would always wave his hands vaguely, and had no intention of answering at all.

After chatting like this for more than an hour, Brother Li was obviously a little drunk, he stood up unsteadily, and said with his tongue out, "Zhao Bao, thank you for today's wine, you, Brother Li, I drank it very happy."

"Brother Li, do you want me to take you back?" Zhao Bao stood up and smiled.

"No need." Brother Li waved his hand, and said nonchalantly, "Brother Li, I can drink well. With just a few glasses of wine, I won't get drunk at all, just don't worry."

Brother Li said as he staggered a few steps, but accidentally bumped into someone next to him.

"Yo? Who's blocking Lao Tzu's way here? Why don't you get out of here?" Brother Li turned around cursing. He, who was on alcohol, didn't even look at the other party at this moment, and started cursing directly.

Zhao Bao's eyes followed the trend, and he saw that the man who was hit by Brother Li just now was wearing a black suit and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked gentle, but beside him, there were two A well-built man.

That's a bodyguard!

Zhao Bao understood it at a glance, and his brows could not help but wrinkled. Those who came to the bar specially with bodyguards were definitely not ordinary people.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be dressed like a dog?" Brother Li also saw the other person's appearance clearly at this time, and immediately laughed: "These glasses are not bad, where did you buy them?"

As Brother Li said, he was about to reach for the other party's glasses, but the two bodyguards behind the other party immediately blocked him.

"Hey, it's none of your business." The man with glasses shook his head, and seeing him speak, the two bodyguards gave Brother Li a cold look, and stood next to the man with glasses again.

Brother Li frowned immediately, and said unhappily: "Boy, you brought bodyguards? You brought bodyguards out of clubbing, you kid is really good at putting on a show?"

The man with glasses looked at Brother Li calmly: "My friend, does it matter to you whether I bring a bodyguard or not? You bumped into me just now, so it's fine if you don't apologize. Now you are still showing off your power here. Do you think it's good?" ?"

"It's none of your business what I say?" Brother Li sneered disdainfully, "Just because you're a fucking bitch wearing glasses, I can hit five by myself."

As he said that, Brother Li reached out his hand to touch the head of the man with glasses, but the latter's face turned cold, and he grabbed Brother Li's fingers.

Zhao Bao, who saw this scene in his eyes, became slightly serious.

The moment the man with glasses made his move just now, Zhao Bao clearly felt a killing intent from him!
That is definitely not the breath that ordinary people should have!

Moreover, the man with glasses shot very fast, and the other party was obviously a practitioner.

"Damn it, let go of my hand quickly." Brother Li became more and more angry at this moment, "Let go of me, boy, do you know my name, Li Zhibing? No one dares to mess with me in this area. "

"Oh? You're Li Zhibing?" Hearing Li Zhibing's words, the man with glasses didn't show any fear, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"That's right, your grandfather is Li Zhibing." Li Zhibing gave the man with glasses a disdainful look, "Let me go quickly."

"Since you are Li Zhibing, you should know Wang Yang?" The man with glasses sneered as if he didn't hear Li Zhibing's words.

Hearing this, Li Zhibing's expression turned cold: "Why are you looking for my elder brother?"

(End of this chapter)