"I won't go to the private room anymore. There is something wrong with the house, so I have to go back!" Luo Jiajun gave up the elevator directly, reached out and pushed open the door of the stairwell.

"Hey, what does this mean? Why don't you leave without eating?" Middle-aged people still have to stop them.

"Bang!"

Dongguan stopped behind and directly pushed the middle-aged man with his fist, saying expressionlessly: "Don't cause trouble for yourself. Something really happened, you can't help it!"

Middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Bang!"

Dongguan grabbed the door panel and followed Luo Jiajun to the downstairs.

...

In the private room of Tang Dynasty KTV, Qiao Shuai glanced out through the crack of the door, looked at the more than a dozen strong men rushing over the corridor, and immediately swallowed and scolded: "...Is this the formation... how the hell I stop? Fuck, isn't this obviously a job to be beaten?!"

After muttering, Qiao Shuai stepped forward and rushed to the marble table, reached out to pick up a fruit knife confiscated by the waiter, and carried it directly behind her.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, a bald middle-aged man pushed open the door and rushed in with more than a dozen people.

"Who are you looking for?" Qiao Shuai sat on the marble table and looked at the door and asked.

After the bald middle-aged man led the man into the house, he first looked around, then opened his mouth and asked, "Where is Shen Tianze and the others?"

"I don't know you!" Qiao Shuai responded pretending to be stupid.

When the two were talking, the two brothers behind the bald middle-aged man pointed to the girls who were drinking in the house very quietly and signaled them to leave the private room. The other gangsters who followed him to do business also said nothing, and stood quietly behind the bald middle-aged man, looking very high in quality.

"I'm from the headquarters, don't talk nonsense, where is Shen Tianze?" The bald middle-aged man asked again.

"Ah, they just left!" Qiao Shuai continued to lie after hearing the other party's identity reveal: "I took the phone and left!"

"Leave?" The bald middle-aged man stepped forward to Qiao Shuai, lowered his head and asked again: "I'll ask you again, where are they!"

"What does it mean?" Qiao Shuai responded with a gloomy face.

"Bang!"

The bald middle-aged man slapped Qiao Shuai's face and frowned and said softly: "Don't be shameless!"

"Damn it, who are you hitting?" After Qiao Shuai came to his senses, he rushed to his bald head with a fruit knife.

"Hulala!"

Four people rushed up from behind the bald middle-aged man instantly, and almost at the same time, they rushed to Qiao Shuai to press.

"I'll go, you. Damn it!" Qiao Shuai took the fruit knife and scratched a few times, then pulled a hole in the arm of a young man next to him on his left.

"Fuck him!" The bald middle-aged man frowned and took a step back.

"brush!"

After speaking, a strong young man moved quickly to break a folded dagger with both hands, bent down and stabbed.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

“…!”

Before Qiao Shuai could curse, he was stabbed twice at the base of his right thigh, and blood flowed down the marble tabletop to the carpet.

"Bang!"

The bald middle-aged man pinched Qiao Shuai's face with his right hand, pointed at him with his left hand and cursed: "Little boy, I am the person around Jiahong. If you want to be smart, don't make trouble for yourself!"

"This is Jinhua. I don't know anything about Jiahong, I know Brother Luo! Niu B, stab me to death!!" Qiao Shuai replied with a breath.

"Pick his kidney!" The bald man waved his hand and shouted at his companion holding the knife.

Behind more than a dozen people at the door, the lame He Wei was wearing glasses and looked at the scene inside the house with a expressionless face without saying a word.

...

On the car.

"Di Lingling!"
Chapter completed!