Killer in the Coffin

"Big brother, that kid from the Reykjavik family wants to cause trouble in our territory. Should we send someone to chase him away?" At the back of the crowd, a security guard asked with a deep voice into his phone.

"Ah Biao, it's not that big brother is talking about you, but we're in the business of the clubhouse right now. Don't use force to solve this problem." The manager took a sip of his wine, looked at Tom and the others, and said calmly, "If they want to fight, they can do so. You just need to keep an eye on the surveillance video, and don't let the gossipers record what happened tonight and send it to the website."

"Yes, big brother." After receiving his reply, A-Biao waved to the security guards around him, and his men immediately split into groups to help the attendants evacuate the crowd.

"Tom, are you finally going to reveal your hypocritical nature?" Nong Xuajia raised her eyebrows. The alcohol made her seem somewhat domineering.

"Fellow student Nong Xue Jia, your words are very good. This young master was just asking someone who has nothing to do with sleeping early, what does this have to do with hypocrisy?" Tom looked contemptuously at the gradually dispersing crowd, his face brimming with a strong sense of superiority.

"Tom, you really aren't keeping your word!" Julian. Grayson's face slightly changed.

"Bail out on my word?" Tom laughed out loud. "Aren't you guys very smart? How can you believe a boy's promise to a girl?"

"I am truly ashamed of your Rickie clan. No wonder your clan is declining, it's because there are too many scum like you!" Nong Xuejia's face was filled with resentment and a tinge of youth.

There were fewer and fewer people in the hall, and some brazen aristocrats were reluctant to leave as they wanted to stay and watch the show. However, the security guards in the hall had invited them to the VIP area to protect them.

"Big Brother, that old man in the corner can't be persuaded. What should we do?" A-Biao walked up to the manager and reported.

"He doesn't need you to protect him." The manager looked at the old man with a wise and farsighted gaze, then looked at Tom and muttered to himself, "Recently, the business cooperation between the Rake and Wei families has been very good, but the younger generations of the two families are fighting each other here. After tonight, the unlucky ones are definitely the Rickie clan …" This is an important business information. "

By the side of the dance floor, Wei Yi's gaze gradually turned cold as he said to Tom in a cold voice, "Are you going to go back on your word?"

"Hehe, so what if I am, so what if I am?" Tom answered savagely, "If you want my money..." "Sure, let's see if you can take it with your life!"

"I hate people who go back on their word the most. You seem to know best before you make a decision." Wei Yi's expression turned increasingly cold, as if the Tom in his eyes was slowly turning into a dead man.

"Aiya, I almost forgot that you know some hypnotism …" You don't really think that you can knock down all of my bodyguards with that little bit of evil magic, do you? " Tom puffed on his cigarette arrogantly and said, "Brat, you better see the situation clearly. Return the money you earned from eating me and pay the bill for tonight's drinks, or else the consequences will be very serious!"

"Cousin, what's the point of wasting so much time with someone like him? Only after beating him up can he speak human words." Nong Xuejia clenched her fist, wanting to step forward and punch Tom.

Julian. Grayson wanted to curse a few more times at Tom, but when he saw the few men surrounding them, he became uneasy and secretly worried for Wei Yi.

Out of the three of them, only Wei Yi was capable of fighting, but seeing his body, it was unknown how many of them could be defeated.

Tom saw how calm Wei was and became furious. He waved his hand and said, "Brothers, beat that annoying guy to death!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The already angry bodyguards immediately rushed at Wei Yi, like a pack of hungry wolves seeing a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. They wished they could immediately chop Wei Yi into eight pieces.

"Cousin, relax, don't cause any more trouble here." Nong Xuejia reminded Wei Yi, then pulled Julian along. Grayson ducked behind a table.

"Aren't we going to help your cousin?" Julian. Grayson looked back quickly. He was afraid something might happen to Wee.

"It's good that we don't give him any trouble, there's no need to help him." Nong Xuejia explained, full of confidence in Wei Yi.

"Bam!"

Tom picked up the unopened bottle of Lafite and threw it directly at Wei Yi.

"Kill him!" Tom kicked the table and chair in front of him, and the glass clattered to the floor.

The noblemen in the hall, who had not yet retreated, were startled by Tom's angry roar. They screamed and pushed their way toward the door. Their curiosity was overpowered by reason, and they did not want to be left in this muddy water.

"Hmph, has the show finally begun?"

The mysterious middle-aged man in the smoking area slowly stood up and walked towards the door that led to the lobby. He didn't want to stay in this eye-catching place to avoid attracting others' attention.

The bodyguards in the back hall watched everything indifferently, protecting those who had nothing to do with the bet as they left the back room. At the same time, they paid attention to every customer in the hall to prevent someone from secretly taking photos and posting them online.

"Bam!"

One of Tom's bodyguards kicked over a table next to Wei Yi's, because the space in front of the bar was too small and hindered their movements.

Actually, it wasn't just Tom's bodyguards who were being restrained, but Wei Yi as well. He was currently considering a tactic that was suitable for this special location.

Tom had a gun on him. His bodyguards might not have guns, but they were each holding a high-voltage rod. To Wei Yi, all of this was a threat.

Unless Wei Yi intended to kill all of these people, then Tom and his bodyguards were no threat to him.

But Wei Yi couldn't do that, not only because Nong Xuejia wouldn't allow it, but also because the clubhouse's manager wouldn't allow it.

As long as a dead person appeared, the clubhouse would definitely interfere. With Wei Yi's current condition, it would be very difficult for him to deal with the security of the clubhouse.

The club's bodyguards were all armed with guns, and there were only a few exits. As long as Wei Yiyi started a massacre, they would immediately block the exit. When that happened, it would be difficult for Wei Yi to escape.

"Aren't you very capable? If you have the ability, don't just focus on hiding! " Tom rolled up his sleeves arrogantly and drank the wine happily.

Tom wanted to take Russell in his arms and drink with him, but Russell was sitting alone in a corner, far away from him, not wanting to get wet.

Tom's bodyguards had thought it would be easy to catch Wei, but Wei was like a loach, cleverly using the tables and chairs in the hall to get out of their way and occasionally kicking his pursuers.

The bar was thrown into chaos as tables and wine cups fell to the ground.

She stood up from behind the table and shouted at Tom, "Tom, don't think that my cousin is afraid of you. He just doesn't want to fight you, you better think carefully. If you dare to hurt a single hair on my cousin's head, my dad will definitely pull your tendons out!"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. I've already called the police and they'll be here in less than ten minutes." Julian. Grayson stepped forward and raised his cell phone.