What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

"If her sister hadn't come suddenly and fainted on the ground, looking like she was about to die, I'll tell you that there won't be someone like him tomorrow."

Kai Jiu's young man's words made his companion sigh with some regret: "If I had known earlier, I would have followed..."

"You should be glad you didn't go." A voice suddenly broke into their conversation.

Kai Jiu boy turned his head with a look of disdain: "Are you who..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge fist hit his face, and before he had time to react to what happened, blood spurted from his nose, and he fell limply to the ground.

There was a commotion all around.

Aoki Si conveniently picked up the wine bottle on the table, looked at the fist of another Kaijiu boy waving towards him, and did not dodge, let him hit his face, waved the wine bottle and hit him on the forehead, body Xing remained motionless: "Hello."

Grabbing the collar of Kaijiu boy who was about to slip off and collapsed on the ground, Aoki looked at his dazed sight with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Where is Sagara?"

"What, what?" Kai Jiu's ears were buzzing, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.

"I ask you, where is Sagara Meng!" Aoki Si pulled him to his face and roared angrily.

The boy Kaijiu looked terrified: "I, I don't know."

"Bang!" Aoki Si punched him in the face, knocking him unconscious on the ground, cursing in a low voice: "Trash."

Turning around and mingling with the crowd in the bar, Aomusi was like a swimming fish. Before the security guards poured in from the door could reach the scene of the incident, he had already slipped out of the door, turned around, and walked into another nightclub next door.

In the nightclub, the laser lights were shining continuously, and the deafening music urged the men and women to dance unrestrainedly. Aokiji twisted his neck, and slowly shuttled through the crowd, looking for his target.

"Five?"

Aoki Si squinted his eyes and strode forward. In the booth on the second floor, five young boys who had been drinking for a long time were pushing and changing cups and drinking very lively.

"Cheers!" A Kaijiu boy laughed and raised his glass: "From today onwards, it's the anniversary of our Kaijiu domination of Shangcheng District. Come and drink, and no one is allowed to paddle!"

"Of course! Drink!" The teenagers laughed and raised their glasses.

A hand with a little bit of broken skin and bloodshot eyes on the back suddenly inserted into the center of their clinking glasses, holding the glass with a big hand, and suddenly snatched a glass of beer from a bad boy.

"What the hell are you doing!" The delinquent teenagers smashed their wine glasses to the ground in anger, and stood up.

Aokiji pulled off his mask and poured down the beer in the glass, half of which was swallowed in his stomach and half on his clothes.

"Hi..." Aokiji wiped his mouth, put on a mask, and played with his wine glass: "Do you know where Sagara is?"

"What are you..."

"Snapped!"

Before the unscrupulous young man could finish speaking, the wine glass in Aoki Si's hand hit him on the face, and a few drops of wine and glass shards exploded in the air. Under the laser light, it was like a flower blooming fireworks.

"Looking for death!" Another delinquent boy stepped on the sofa of the deck and kicked towards Aoki Sifei. Aoki Si just tilted his head, and with a fist in the air, he knocked him to the ground and landed on the ground. On the coffee table, there was a scalp-numbing muffled sound.

Leaning over, a heavy fist wiped Aokiji's hood and slashed across. Aokiji just made up for the punch, then staggered to the boy's knees, clutching his stomach, and spat out the wine in his stomach .

Aoki moved stridingly to the side, dodging his vomiting and at the same time dodged a flying beer bottle, his left hand caught it accurately in the air, and the beer bottle that was thrown with all his strength was unexpectedly caught by Aoki Just like that, it stopped.

"Crack!" Aoki Si returned the wine bottle the way it came from and threw it back. The face of the person who smashed it was full of flowers, and suddenly he kicked the bad boy in front of his face with a heavy foot, and brought down the last one. The unscrupulous boy made a mess in the booth.

Looking at the bad boy lying on the ground who was still vomiting, Aoki Tsukasa turned his eyes away in disgust, casually grabbed the bad boy in front of him by the hair and lifted him up: "Does any of you know where Sagara is?"

"He, he should go home." The delinquent boy's face was covered with blood, and there were glass shards stuck in his flesh.

Qing Musi kindly pulled out the scum for him, and calmly said: "Where is his home?"

"I don't know." While the young man was speaking, Aoki saw the security guards rushing up the stairs from the first floor, clicked his tongue irritably, let go of his hair, looked around, and leaned over the railing on the second floor to look. Looking downstairs, he was about to jump off, but suddenly turned his head and said coldly to the bad boy: "Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."

After finishing speaking, Secretary Aoki held an unopened beer bottle on the table in his hand, thought for a while, then held the last unopened beer bottle on the table in his hand, and smashed it hard On the forehead of the bad boy who was still vomiting just now, he immediately passed out lying on his vomit, his body twitching slightly.

"But if you drink too much, you lie on your stomach, and you vomit disgustingly." Aoki threw out the residue in his hand, looked at the security guard of the nightclub who rushed to his face in a few steps, turned his head irritably, and jumped vigorously , and stood on the fence.

Looking at the distance of three or four meters under his feet, Aoki looked at the men and women who were still dancing wantonly, and accurately threw the beer bottle in the middle of the crowd.

Shocked by the explosion of the wine bottle, they all backed away a few steps, leaving an open space. Aoki Si took this opportunity to jump down. The security guard behind him could almost grab Aoki Si's collar with his hand, but in the end he still grabbed it. empty.

Aoki stepped on the clean space accurately, rolled forward and got up, patted the dust off his body unluckily, glanced at the security upstairs, and then slipped out from the crowd.

There were two security guards waiting at the entrance of the nightclub, watching Aoki come out from the dance floor, and rushed forward with rubber sticks in hand.

Aoki Division just kicked up a big and round security guard, bent over and rolled to avoid another person's attack, and at the same time picked up the rubber stick that fell on the ground, and the moment he got up, he slapped the security guard's leg, knocking him to his knees on the ground.

Then, he rushed out of the nightclub without looking back.

This series of movements is complicated to say, but in fact, the movements of flying, kicking, rolling and picking up sticks are completed in one go, the two security guards only felt a blur in front of their eyes and a pain in their bodies, and the next moment, Aoki Division disappeared from the door.

"Who the hell is this person!?" The two well-trained security guards looked at each other, watching their colleagues rushing towards the nightclub, showing bitter smiles.

Aoki tightened his hood, played with the rubber stick, stuck it in the waistband of his trousers, and looked around the door, only to find that the security guards from the previous bar were wandering around the street, obviously looking for his trace.

"Tsk." Aoki Si coldly clicked his tongue, but he heard the movement behind him. After thinking for a moment, he burrowed into the alley next to him, looked at the complicated building structure beside him, stepped on the trash can and grabbed the water pipe to go Climbing up, the second floor of the nearby nightclub gave Aoki Si the convenience to climb up, grasping the window sill and turned up, and easily climbed to the top of the building.

Looking at the closed door on the roof of the nightclub, Aoki breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the edge of the roof, pulled off his mask, lit a cigarette, looked at the busy security guards at his feet, and exhaled deeply gas.

Although Aoki Division was so angry that he was almost crazy, he was not irrational.He and he clearly knew that going to a nightclub to beat up two delinquent boys was completely different from going to a bar to make trouble.

This level is just right, and it doesn't do much harm to the shopkeepers, they won't use their energy to find themselves.And those delinquent teenagers are even less important. If they go to the police, they probably won't be able to get along in the future.

Secretary Aoki didn't want to be imprisoned or make another news just because he beat up a few miscellaneous fish.

"Huh..." The smoke slowly drifted in front of his eyes, and Aoki Si's eyes were cruising on the street, and suddenly his eyes were fixed, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the farthest end of the street.