Super Monk

"Who is brother Wen? What about the girl after you took the medicine? " In Zhao Fugui's eyes, the murderous spirit flashed by. These guys are so bold that even his people dare to move.

"Brother Wen is our little boss here. After I took the medicine, they took the girl away!" Said the bartender in horror.

"Where has she been taken?" Zhao Fugui looks angry and smashes the bartender on the bar like a dead dog. All kinds of valuable wine on the bar are smashed to rags, and the bartender's body is also directly covered with blood by dense glass debris. Many people nearby have seen such a big noise, but no one dares to take charge of Zhao Fugui's murderous business.

"Upstairs, in George VI's box upstairs!" The bartender almost fainted in pain, but he didn't dare to faint. He shivered and said that he was afraid that he would break his neck if he didn't answer the question.

"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter? Do you want any help?" The director of the Plymouth Municipal Bureau came over in a hurry. He was shocked and asked.

"My friend was drugged and taken away by them. It seems that Randall's law and order is not good either!" Zhao Fugui said coldly. Then he strode to the outside of the reception hall.

The Plymouth city bureau director didn't dare to stop him. He had no choice but to shake his head. He thought that it's not good for these guys to offend Zhao Fugui, the murderer. In Plymouth, Zhao Fugui didn't know how many killers he killed. Aren't these guys afraid to die?

In less than half a minute, more than a dozen bodyguards of the private club rushed over. They wanted to catch Zhao Fugui, but they were stopped by the city bureau director of Plymouth.

"This dirty guy dares to put medicine on our distinguished guest, arrest him, take him to the hospital first, and then put him in the police station to investigate all his criminal activities!" Said the Plymouth city director directly.

"Yes, sir!" A group of security guards looked at each other, but did not dare to disobey the order of the Plymouth city bureau director, and quickly dragged out the bartender who had passed out like a dead dog.

Zhao Fugui's face was gloomy, and regardless of others, he came out of the business reception hall and walked upstairs to the private club.

"Excuse me, sir. This is a private place. You can't go up!" A strong Asian looking bodyguard cockily stopped Zhao Fugui and said.

"I have a friend who has been taken up. I'm going to find him. Get out of the way!" Zhao Fugui frowned and said coldly. He didn't expect that the upstairs was a private place, and the bodyguard was watching.

"Sorry, I don't know what you said. If you have any questions, you can call the police, but you can't go up!" The bodyguard disdained to sweep one eye Zhao Fugui, disapprove of say.

This bodyguard is Wenge's personal bodyguard. He is a boxer in European black market boxing. He once killed his opponent in the ring for 13 consecutive games. His name is Yang Hao, nicknamed killer Hao. His martial arts have been practiced to a very deep level. He is Wenge's top bodyguard and hitter. Usually, if anyone dares to offend Wenge, he often goes away for no reason He took care of all the losses.

Li Wei went to find brother Wen not long ago after he was beaten. Brother Wen was immediately surprised when he saw Xia Hongyan. He didn't pay attention to Zhao Fugui. He ordered the bartender to give Xia Hongyan medicine and then arranged Yang Hao here. If Zhao Fugui wanted to find it, he would stop Zhao Fugui.

But after all, Zhao Fugui was a guest at a business cocktail party. Brother Wen thought he had some background, so he didn't let Yang Hao do it directly. If the boy knew a little bit, he just needed to stop him. If he didn't know a bit, he was welcome.

"I must go up today?" Zhao Fugui's eyes are cold. He has found out that this guy is not a regular bodyguard, but someone who deliberately wants to stop him. After two sentences, Zhao Fugui doesn't want to talk to him anymore.

"You can try, but you may not be able to bear the consequences of trying!" Yang Hao showed Bai Sensen's teeth and said cruelly.

Zhao Fugui's eyes were cold, and he slapped Yang Hao's face directly. Yang Hao's eyes showed a trace of disdain. It was like a spring springing up from the ground, and his knee smashed Zhao Fugui's chin. In the underground boxing ring, he used this move to smash at least three underground boxers' heads. No matter how hard Zhao Fugui's head was, he was confident He knocked Zhao Fugui to death with his knee.

Fainting is light in the past. Maybe it's possible to be hit by a broken jaw.

Yang Hao's eyes showed a cruel and excited light. Few people have offended brother Wen recently. He hasn't killed anyone for a long time. Now he seems to have seen Zhao Fugui's brain crack when he hit him with one knee.

But the next moment, Yang Hao suddenly felt a pain in his face and a dark in front of him. There were bursts of buzzing in his ears. Then he felt that he flew out, and his strong body was like a rag, which directly hit the stairs behind him. Yang Hao found that not only half of his teeth had been fanned out, but even half of his face had been broken.

"Don't you dare move me!" Yang Hao's eyes turned red, and his mouth scolded vaguely. He even struggled to get up and fight with Zhao Fugui."A jump garbage watchdog also wants to bite?" Zhao Fugui walked over without expression and stepped on Yang Hao's chest. With a little force on his foot, there was a sound of "click click" bone fracture in Yang Hao's chest. His sternum was directly crushed by Zhao Fugui, and it was not hard. Suddenly, he gave out a shrill wail.

"No, brother, don't kill me!" Yang Hao screamed in horror. If his sternum was crushed and the broken bone was inserted into his internal organs, he would be dead. A dead man is not qualified to be tough.

"Where did brother Wen take that girl?" Zhao Fugui looked down at Yang Hao and asked.

"It's in George VI's box on the west side of the third floor. They're there. They've only been up for two minutes!" Yang Hao yelled with fear on his face. He thought he was a tough guy, but now he realized that he was just a local dog out of the nest. In front of him, he was a terrible devil.

Zhao Fugui didn't look at Yang Hao, which was like a dead dog. He stepped over him and walked upstairs quickly.

Just now, Zhao Fugui talked with several people. Xia Hongyan went to have a drink. In the past, many celebrities and rich businessmen wanted to chat up with her, but Xia Hongyan didn't pay attention to anyone. But when she got to the bartender's side and drank a glass of low alcohol, Xia Hongyan found that it was wrong. She felt dizzy, just like she was drunk.