Super Monk

Before Zhao Fugui walked into the bar, a harsh heavy metal music came out. No wonder the doors and windows of the nearby houses were closed. The most desirable thing for the residents living around them every day was that a fire broke out in the bar and burned it clean.

Otherwise, the harsh music will ring into the early morning every day, and the residents around will definitely have the heart to kill. It's just that ordinary residents can't really annoy the boss behind the scenes of this bar.

When Zhao Fugui enters the bar, the huge heavy metal music stings people's ears. On the dance floor, the red men and green women are constantly rocking their bodies. Every woman is extremely sexy. Zhao Fugui even sees a man changing his partner at will and attacking the women around him on the dance floor.

In the booth next to the dance floor, some people are unscrupulously selling various soft drugs, and maybe ecstasy and so on. After a casual glance, Zhao Fugui sees a colorful man with dyed hair putting a pill into the woman's wine glass, and then drags the woman who seems to have been drunk into the toilet.

Zhao Fugui crowded into the dance floor, looking for the person he was looking for. There were so many people on the dance floor that almost everyone could only get together, but no one could stop Zhao Fugui. All of them were pushed to both sides by his brutal power.

"What the hell are you squeezing? Are you looking for trouble? " A little gangster who is hugging a woman and kissing her passionately is pushed away by Zhao Fugui. He points to Zhao Fugui and roars angrily. Zhao Fugui stares at the little gangster coldly. The gangster suddenly swallows his saliva subconsciously.

"Forget it, forget it. There are so many people. Let's go out and play." That woman sees Zhao Fugui a pair of very not easy to provoke of appearance, quickly pulled to pull a little hoodlum to say.

"Go, go!" The little gangster didn't dare to give up his cruel words. He followed his girlfriend out of the dance floor and ran to the opposite side of the bar. He found a dark place and began to mess.

"Is the king in white here?" Zhao Fugui goes to the inside of the bar. There is a staircase leading to the second floor where many people are drinking.

"Are you looking for our elder brother?" Two gangsters guarding the stairs, one of them nodded to the other, and the gangster quickly went up the stairs. Soon someone on the second floor looked down and waved to Zhao Fugui. "Go up!"

When Zhao Fugui went up the stairs, the gangster at the entrance of the stairs suddenly whistled. A dozen people came out near the stairs, each with a knife.

"My elder brother sent out a message to look for you today. How dare you come to me, you have the guts!" The king in white looks like he is in his twenties and thirties. He is wearing white trousers and a white shirt. There are two women sitting beside him.

This man is one of the four heavenly kings under tiger Qin. Wang Baiyi, nicknamed king in white, is also the person Zhao Fugui is looking for tonight. Wang Baiyi is one of the four heavenly kings of tiger Qin, and one of his leading horses, Shuanghua red stick. This bar is Wang Baiyi's property.

As soon as Wang Baiyi spoke, all the other people sitting on the second floor kicked away the stools in front of him and stood up. The people on the top, plus a dozen people who had just come up, were twenty or thirty people in total. They were all holding short knives in their hands and staring at Zhao Fugui fiercely.

"I haven't seen such a kind person as you for many years. I'll buy you a drink and send you on the road after drinking!" Wang Baiyi stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers. The woman next to her immediately took out a cup and a bottle of Remy Martin. Wang Baiyi poured a glass of wine into the cup, then spat a mouthful of phlegm into the cup and pushed the cup to Zhao Fugui. "Drink!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm floated in the yellow wine. Zhao Fugui picked up his wine cup and said lightly, "you have seven different grievances. This shows that you have killed seven people. I don't want to avenge these people today. I just want to ask for some interest first. I won't kill you!"

Wang Baiyi's face changed. Besides himself, even tiger Qin didn't know that he had killed seven people in all. Zhao Fugui could tell this at once. Wang Baiyi narrowed his eyes slightly. Since this man knew his secret, even if he was a cop, he would never let him leave here alive.

"Clear up!" Wang Bai Yi snorted coldly, and immediately one of his men called down. The heavy metal music of the bar stopped immediately, and the gangsters began to rush. In less than two minutes, the bar was still very busy. It was a mess and completely quiet.

"Don't make so much trouble. I'll take care of it and you'll leave in a few minutes!" Zhao Fugui raised his wrist and looked at the time.

"When he comes here, I won't let him go. He can go out in good condition! Do it, kill him The king in White said with a fierce smile.

Several swordsmen rushed to Zhao Fugui at once. Zhao Fugui grabbed a swordsman fiercely and turned his backhand round. The swordsman immediately knocked down a piece of people and rolled down the stairs.

A knife on Zhao Fugui's left stabbed him in the chest. Zhao Fugui kicked him in the chest. The sound of bone burst suddenly sounded. The knife screamed and hit the two people behind him. The three people directly smashed the window glass on the second floor and flew out.

"To die!" Wang Bai Yi yelled angrily and jumped up on the glass table, kicking Zhao Fugui's head with a ferocious kick. Zhao Fugui grabs Wang Baiyi's ankle at will. "How can it be!"As soon as Wang Baiyi showed his unbelievable expression, Zhao Fugui grabbed his ankle with one hand and smashed it fiercely on the ground. The glass was splashed, and the two women screamed and held their heads away.

"I've come to collect the interest!" Zhao Fugui said faintly. He raised his foot and stepped on Wang Baiyi's arm. "Ah," Wang Baiyi uttered a crazy scream, and one of his arms collapsed like cooked noodles. Zhao Fugui then stepped on Wang Baiyi's other arm. Wang Baiyi screamed, and this time he was killed by the pain.

"Two arms, you kill seven people's interest, goodbye!" Zhao Fugui glanced at the second floor, which seemed to have been destroyed by the storm, and walked slowly downstairs.

Wang Baiyi's two arms were comminuted. Even if his arms were cured, it would be difficult for him to carry the bowl, let alone kill people.

More than ten swordsmen standing upstairs watched Zhao Fugui leave, and no one dared to move. Qin tiger's Shuanghua red stick can't walk even in Zhao Fugui's hands. A dozen swordsmen are beaten twice and can't stand up any more. How dare they stop such people?

"Why, the big black man has come out?" The little gangster opposite the bar and his girlfriend watched Zhao Fugui come out. A few minutes later, several swordsmen carried Wang Baiyi in panic and got on the bus to the hospital. The little gangster swallowed his saliva and showed a look of panic. He thought, fortunately, he didn't offend the big black man just now, otherwise he would have to go to the hospital to make out with his girlfriend today.