Killer Director on Campus

A kick, kick in a hurry, close also in a hurry.

All of this, all in between, the bar inside the people have not reacted.

Zhang Hao bumped into the table in embarrassment. The wine glass on the corner of the table fell and hit his head. The wine stains wet his whole hair.

Tick.

Tick.

The water drops down continuously, and the sound of the water dripping on the ground is clear and audible.

Everyone was stunned.

Eyes are incredible to see Mandala - one is surprised Mandala will have so much power, can kick an adult so far, two is surprised Mandala dare to hit the bar owner?

Is she dying?

Everyone knows that behind every bar, there are many gangsters involved, and even some bars are opened by people on the road. And Pulan bar is one of the best bars in the street. If the relationship of the bar itself is not tough, who will believe it?

Therefore, they have expected the fate of Datura and ye Buqiu.

Ye Buqiu knows Mandala's temperament and is not surprised by her behavior. But he still has some helplessness, this woman can really cause trouble!

There are security personnel in the bar, who maintain the safety and order of the bar when they work.

When the owner of the bar was kicked away, the security staff was stunned for a moment. Then they took out the baton and steel tube and rushed to mandala and ye Buqiu.

Although Mandala looks charming, it doesn't prevent them from beating her. After all, the beauty is someone else's and the salary is their own. They can judge which is more important.

Datura face fearless, turned to see ye Buqiu for a while, said: "fight with me."

"Good." Ye Buqiu nods with a bitter smile.

Mandala took the lead.

Grab the arm of the first red haired man, lift him up, throw him to the wall of the bar, and blow up the lamps on the wall.

Datura interest, head-on toward the group of people rushed.

And in the crowd, people flew out like fairies. It can be said that everyone's fate is extremely bleak, either thrown out in a parabola or trampled on the ground by Mandala.

Compared with Mandala, ye Buqiu is much more gentle.

Three under five divided by two.

The group of security personnel were beaten to the ground.

The guests also retreated to make room for the battlefield just now, so at a glance, the only people standing in the past were mandala and ye Buqiu.

Oh, and Zhang Hao standing there with the wall.

Zhang Hao's face was very blue, showing a cold and evil expression like eating excrement.

"What do you want to do? "Smash the scene?" Zhang Hao said darkly.

"Isn't that obvious?" Datura picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the table, looking at Zhang Hao with a more ugly face“ Now as you can see, we're here to make a mess. Don't you agree? Hold on

"I tell you, you're done --" Zhang Hao pointed to Datura and ye Buqiu and said angrily.

"I still don't think so." Mandala slightly tilted his head, showing an arrogant look“ In that case, I'll fight until you're soft, OK? "

Brush-----

Shua Shua-----

As soon as the mandala words fell, another group of people came through the door.

"Clear up, clear up." The strong man in Qingyi, the leader, yelled.

The guests quickly scattered around, and soon the bar, which was full just now, became very clean.

Besides these people, ye Buqiu and mandala are left.

Mandala glanced at the strong man in green who was guarding at the door and said with disdain, "I'm good at moving rescuers - but it's bad for you to find such goods."

"To die." Zhang Hao said in a deep voice“ They're all fuckin 'on me, they're useless, and this little bitch's tied to my bed. "

"Yes, boss." The strong man in green nodded and then waved.

"Kill

They immediately sealed the main door of the bar, then pulled out a steel rod or blade from under the table and rushed at ye Buqiu and mandala again.

In the chaos of the fight, Zhang Hao gives ye Buqiu a gloomy look, then leaves the side door of the bar with the help of his subordinates, and finally walks out alone.

Finally, he walked into a saloon car at the front door of the bar.

Inside the saloon car sat a woman with a dignified and elegant appearance.

The woman is about twenty-four years old. She has a white face and looks like a beauty. Especially her noble temperament gives people a sense of being a goddess.

The woman cocks her legs and shakes her red wine glass in her hand. Her eyes look down at Zhang Hao.

"Miss Ye --" Zhang Hao bent over, looked respectfully, and said in a low voice, "what you have told me has been done."

The woman drank a mouthful of red wine, she looked at the bar with the window and door closed, and asked faintly, "do you often have dead people on the road?"

"Yes, Miss Ye."

"What do you think you should do if you accidentally die?"

Zhang Hao was a little shocked, but his face was still calm. He said: "clean up the body, put out two younger brothers to be the ghost of death, and then spend some money to get through the relationship. Miss ye, please rest assured that we are absolutely professional in this respect. "

"So you know what to do?" The woman looked him in the eyes and said in an arrogant tone.

"I know."

The woman nodded with satisfaction. Immediately, she suddenly remembered something and said coldly, "also, I don't want others to know that it has something to do with me."

"Don't worry, Miss Ye."

Zhang Hao turned to get off and went back to the bar.

He looked at the hot scene on the court, bowed his head to the strong man in green around him and said, "I've done both of them. I'll clean up my tail."

Hearing the speech, the strong man in green clothes was surprised and said, "boss, recently, the crackdown is very severe. If we are going to kill people at this juncture, I'm afraid it's time --"

"I know." Zhang Hao said in a deep voice“ But if we don't kill people, we will die even worse. "

Hearing the speech, the strong man in Qing Yi knew that the boss had made up his mind, so he made a sign to several brothers.

It's a piece of cake to deal with these gangsters and ye Buqiu Datura.

If it wasn't for Mandala's need to vent, it would not have been possible for them to survive this time.

However, beating, ye Buqiu found something wrong.

This group of people, more ruthless.

And Zhaozhao felt like he was going to die.

Mandala also felt the killing intention of this group of people, and his expression became sharp. The strength of his hand increased a bit, and he no longer felt like playing before.

Suddenly ye Buqiu's face changed greatly.

"There's a gun." Ye Buqiu said aloud.

Bang!

A shot rang out.

Although the sound of the gun has been filtered by the muffler, the sound is much weaker, but ye Buqiu and mandala can clearly hear it.

With the sound of the gun, a bullet revolved towards ye Buqiu's head.

The outline shape of the bullet appears in ye Buqiu's pupil, and gradually becomes larger.