Yanshan County is located in the southeast of Nanyun Province, Wenshan Miao and Zhuang Autonomous Prefecture.

The ethnic groups are mixed, with more than ten ethnic groups including Yao, Hui, Miao, Han, Zhuang, and Yi. In the 1990s, it was a famous poverty-stricken county in China.

In the early years, it was named [Yanshan County] because of the beautiful scenery around the county, the gentle terrain, and its shape resembling an inkstone.

In such a poor small county, a shocking scene appeared. Pingyuan Street in the county was lined with small buildings and villas. It was regarded as high-end at the time. Luxurious cars were all over the street. There were bars, dance halls, and beauty salons on the street.

The massage rooms are adjacent to each other.

The lights are feasting and the neon lights are shining.

Yang Xiuwen stood in a trance on the streets of Pingyuan. This was the 1990s. To say it was the 21st century would be an exaggeration.

Shaking his head, it seems that criminal gangs are not useless, at least they have prospered Yanshan County.

It's just that they forgot one thing. In front of the powerful state machine, they are just bigger ants. If they try to use the mantis as a chariot, they will only end up with no bones left.

Walking towards a bar in the center of the street, there was a huge sign with a circle of colorful light bulbs and four large characters "Hongjie Bar" with flying phoenixes in the middle.

Yaoji told him that Yao Kun was a frequent visitor here and would stay here all day if there was nothing else.

The proprietress of the bar is a foreign girl from Bashu named Hao Xiaohong.

Under Yao Kun's care, he opened this bar, and the girls in it were all recruited from Guangzhou, Bashu and other places.

It's evening now, and there's an endless stream of people going in and out of the bar.

But looking at the people coming in and out, they don't look like serious people. Some of them have bulging pockets in their waists, which should be guns and weapons.

Yang Xiuwen thought for a while and decided to take a look first.

One, observe the environment. Two, see if Yao Kun is there.

After all, there were a lot of people in the bar at this time, so if someone started to take action, the impact would be too great.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary problems, he only had one goal, Yao Kun.

When you push the door open and enter, you are instantly surrounded by huge waves of rock music, which is deafening!

The bar is not big, with two floors, a dance hall on the first floor, and private dining rooms on the second floor.

The first floor is about more than 100 square meters, with a small stage in the center. Several women in hot clothes twist their waists like water snakes to the music and wink at the guests sitting on the sofas around them from time to time.

A large wooden bar is on the right side of the door, with red lights shining on the bar and the wine cabinet behind the bar.

The wine cabinet is filled with all kinds of foreign wines, including Taurus, exo, ndi, edk, and futejia.

No need to ask, it's all fake.

Two male bartenders were playing with the cocktail shakers and dancing up and down.

Cups of drinks of unknown taste were poured into trumpet-shaped tall glasses.

Add a slice of lemon or a cherry.

Several young and sexy girls delivered the so-called cocktails on wooden trays to the coffee tables of each guest.

She sweetly shouted, "Boss, your drinks are here."

The wretched guests wiped the oil off and stuffed a few colorful banknotes into the girl's arms with a good laugh.

Yang Xiuwen sighed, this is the bar in the beautiful country, the 13th district, full of sex, drunkenness and wealth.

"Little handsome boy, this is your first time here! I've never seen you before!"

A pleasant female voice came from the side.

Yang Xiuwen turned around and was startled, and asked, "What the hell are you?"

The woman has a nice voice, but she is too dressed up to compliment her. The low-quality foundation is all over her face, making her look pale.

Red lips, thickly drawn eyebrows, and false eyelashes like two small brushes.

The eyeshadow was dark, and there was a pungent smell of perfume all over her body.

Wearing a low-cut dress, the breasts seemed to be popping out.

If you meet her at night, she's definitely a female ghost!

The woman was a little angry. This young man was extremely handsome, but he didn't know how to speak.

Holding back his anger, he said: "Young man, do you know how to be beautiful? Sister, this is called makeup, do you understand?"

Yang Xiuwen thought to himself, "This is called makeup, it's more like disfigurement! Zhong Kui's sister is prettier than you!"

Suppressing the churning in his stomach, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry! I'm a countryman, I haven't seen the world, and I made you unhappy with my inappropriate words. I apologize!"

When the woman heard what he said, she was no longer angry.

He continued to ask: "Where did you come from? You look like a student."

Yang Xiuwen replied: "Sister, I am a student. I heard that this place is bustling and lively. It is known as the Little Fragrance River. Come and have a look."

The woman said proudly: "Then you came to the right place. This place does not allow for fragrance, small buildings, villas, fine wine and beautiful women. As long as there is Mani, this is paradise!"

He flipped his hands and a stack of hundred-yuan banknotes appeared in his hands and said, "Sister, is this it?"

When the woman saw it, she immediately burst into laughter, "Brother, I didn't expect that you are still a young master. Come, my sister will find you a seat and call me a little sister. Don't worry, you are still a female student, your family is poor, you come out to find a job, you are an original yellow flower."

Daughter."

Yang Xiuwen had a very understanding expression on his face. "Okay! Thank you, sister."

After speaking, he took out a few banknotes and handed them to the woman.

The woman happily took it and said, "Brother, my sister's name is Hao Xiaohong. You can just call me Sister Hong. Come sit here and I'll call my little sister over!"

Lead Yang Xiuwen to a small booth near the stage.

Then he shouted to the bar, "Xiao Wu, bring a bottle of ndi and give it to my dear brother!"

Sitting on the sofa, he began to search for Yao Kun through his spiritual consciousness.

Since he just took out a handful of banknotes, he obviously showed off his wealth.

Several glances came from the dark corners of the bar, many of them with malicious intentions.

Soon, I found Yao Kun in a private room on the second floor.

On a coffee table in the private room, there were cigarette butts, empty wine bottles, leftover food, and half a pack of white powder, all in a mess.

Yao Kun was sleeping soundly with a girl in his arms.

A man was sitting on a chair at the door of the box, leaning against the door, holding a piece of cloth in his hand and wiping a pistol.

Yang Xiuwen's consciousness swept over it, and the man seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head and looked around, then lowered his head and continued wiping.

"Hmm!" He suddenly became interested.

It seems that this man must be a warrior, otherwise he would not have sensitive perception.

Scanning the man with his spiritual consciousness again, the man stood up from the chair like a frightened wild wolf.
Chapter completed!