The next night, Qi Xiandao.

Chihn Road is a street at the junction of Tsim Dong and central Tsim Sha Tsui, and the plane site is also on the authentic tunnel next to Chihn Road.

Tonight, the plane drove to the authentic dance hall as usual. This Lansu dance hall is located in Tsingdong. Normally, the business is better than the boss's dance hall.

However, since the eldest son's dance hall has many old customers and the quality of the ladies is excellent, the business is top in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Although his dance hall is not as good as the boss's Red Lip Dance Hall, it is also a unique existence in Tsim Sha Tsui.

He also hired a highly educated talent to help him manage the dance hall. After all, he knew that he was okay in fighting and knew nothing about management.

Moreover, the boss also asked them to keep all their large amounts of expenses and income. If he asked him to do this account book, he would not be able to write a single word.

Instead of making a mess here, it’s better to find a professional to help him manage the dance hall. He doesn’t value power much, anyway, as long as he can make more money for him.

Moreover, Mrs. Ding would often help them check the account books, and they were not afraid of these guys secretly moving public funds. After all, those who had moved public funds were cut off by Mrs. Ding.

Even Mrs. Ding's ruthlessness is inferior to that of a man, so with the lessons learned from the past, the highly educated people under their power who are responsible for management or accounting are not afraid to do anything. They just want to make money, not to die.

The house he bought in Tsim Sha Tsui is not far from this place, and it was already there after driving for five minutes.

As a leader under Xi Jin, he had two places to collect money. The boss was usually quite generous and often sent them red envelopes, so the money he earned was more than enough to buy a house or two and a better car for a car.

He is very grateful to the boss for taking him out for fun, otherwise he might not even be able to get out of the prison gate if he hadn't been with the boss.

Even if he has a low education and a criminal record, it is basically impossible for him to find a good job. Perhaps the best result is to be a handyman who does a job, and no one will ask for a formal job.

Don’t want to buy a house and a car. It’s difficult for college students to buy a house and a car, let alone a person who has no education and no brains. Only by being with the boss can he be so good.

"Boss, why do you feel a little short of people today?"

A little brother from an airplane said to the airplane.

Normally, there should be a lot of people in this site, but now it seems that there are not many people like this.

“A little strange.”

The plane frowned slightly. It is indeed very strange that there are so few people in this period of time.

"Let's go back to the dance hall to take a look."

The plane said to his younger brother, and he thought someone had come to their store to cause trouble.

When the younger brothers from the cars in the back saw that the boss got off the car, they also got off the car one after another.

The plane followed the boss's instructions very much and took me out more.

So every time he enters and leaves, he will bring more than ten or twenty younger brothers, so that even if anything happens, he can protect himself and let himself escape, or delay waiting for rescue.

After getting off the plane, I took my younger brother slowly towards the dance hall.

However, the closer he got to the dance hall, the stronger his sense of crisis was. However, this Tsingdong was their territory, and he still didn't believe that anyone dared to do something here.

When he walked to the door of the ballroom, several guys who looked like guests walked out of the ballroom.

However, when I saw them, the plane frowned slightly, and felt an indescribable strange feeling.

These guys are probably not normal guests...

The plane walked up to them and stopped them, and looked at the five guys with vigilance.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

The plane narrowed his eyes and asked at these guys.

He had already begun to suspect that these guys were informants sent by other clubs, and wanted to come to their Tsim Dong venue to see them and collect some information.

He is not afraid of stopping the wrong person. After all, if he stops the wrong person, he can just let him go. Anyway, he would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

If these guys are really spies, they will naturally be arrested and interrogated directly. He will still have a good idea to deal with such spies.

Moreover, these young and dandy spies are not very difficult to interrogate. They just want to make money. No one wants to ask the community to die. They will be tortured and attacked and will be anything. It is not as difficult to interrogate as spies during wars.

"Are we here to play in this dance hall?"

"What's wrong?"

These guys touched their heads and said in confusion.

"Play?"

"Search me for their bodies."

The plane ordered the younger brother behind him.

"Who are you?"

"Why search me..."

Just as these guys were talking, they suddenly took out a knife from their waistband and stabbed it in the abdomen of the plane.

However, because the plane was always very alert to these guys, he turned around and avoided the assassination of these guys at an extreme distance.

But because these guys were too close to him, the knife was still rubbed against the skin of the abdomen, causing a wound of about 0.5 cm.

Although the wound on the abdomen was small, the shirt on the plane quickly began to seep blood, and it seemed that the injury was very serious.

"It's almost."

The guy who scratched the plane said a little regretfully, if he had a faster speed, the plane would probably have been pierced directly into the abdomen.

By then, this guy will not have much combat ability, so it will be easier to catch this guy alive.

"Boss, you're okay!"

When several younger brothers on the plane saw that their boss was being attacked, they immediately stepped forward to surround these guys.

"It's okay, little wound, catch these guys for me."

The plane coldly ordered his younger brother.

Although this kind of minor injury feels quite painful for ordinary people, it is not worth mentioning to him. When he was bullied in prison, he had long been used to the pain outside the skin.

As long as it does not hurt the vitals, it will not have much impact on his ability to move.

After hearing this, the little brothers did not immediately come forward to catch these guys, after all, they all have small knives on them.

So after they pulled out a self-defense iron rod from the waist of their pants, they slowly approached these guys.

Since their forces are not too short of money, they will equip each little brother with some self-defense weapons. Everyone has one such thing as a self-defense iron stick that is easier to use than a knife.
Chapter completed!