Chapter Thirty-Seven I Just Borrowed [Third Change]

Chapter Thirty-Seven I Just Borrow a Fire

Seeing that Young Master Fang was working, the manager bowed his head and retreated obediently. But after a while, he came back again, which made Fang Hua a little unhappy.

"Damn it, didn't you see that my young master is working on something? I'm tired of work, aren't I?"

"Young Master Fang, it's like this..." The manager waved his hands again and again, and explained, "A brother outside told me that there is a sneaky little fat man in the parking lot outside the bar, asking about you, Young Master Fang."

"Damn, where did you come from, little fat man..." Young Master Fang was taken aback, and there was a movement of panting when he spoke, "Well, come and ask me about this little thing, what are you doing, what are you doing for food...comfortable... ..."

"Yes, Young Master Fang, I know what to do now."

The manager backed out slowly, closing the door carefully. After leaving the private room, his smiling face just now turned cold, and as soon as he waved, two younger brothers ran over.

"Brother Li, what's the matter?" A younger brother handed over a Yellow Crane Tower, and Manager Li took it and put it in his mouth.

Another younger brother hurried over again, holding a lighter to light the cigarette for Manager Li.

"Beat the kid outside the door and throw him on the road. Be clean and don't cause any trouble for Shao Fang."

"Don't worry, Brother Li, leave it to us."

The two younger brothers nodded again and again, and a hint of sternness flashed in their eyes. I don't know how many times they have done this kind of thing.

At this time, in the parking lot outside the bar, a fat man who was not very tall, carrying a small black leather back pocket in his hand, was looking around like a thief.

This guy even ran over to ask the two door god-like hotel security guards at the door.

"Hello, I want to ask, is Fang Hua in there?"

The two tall and thick security guards just crossed their arms and glanced at the little fat man coldly, as if they were looking at a dead person.

The security guard ignored him, and Liu Chuan could only lean on a car, trying to wait here for Fang Hua to come out.

He hugged the black leather back pocket tightly, and in it was a seven-hole knife he bought from a Tibetan peddler. This kind of knife has seven round holes on the back of the knife, which can be pierced into the human body and can bring air in. It can be described as a vicious knife.

For the sake of revenge, Liu Chuan no longer cared so much.

He didn't realize that the hand holding the back pocket began to tremble a little.

At this time, there were four punks, from four directions, humming a ditty, smoking a cigarette, as if walking casually.

Liu Chuan's eyes were only fixed on the gate of the bar, for fear that Fang Hua would be missed when he came out. The four punks slowly surrounded him, but he didn't even know it.

He came back to his senses when a punk threw a cigarette butt on him.

"You, what are you going to do?" Liu Chuan was taken aback, only to realize that there were four more gangsters with hair dyed in various colors beside him. These little gangsters all smiled evilly, making him feel hairy all over.

"What are you doing?" A little gangster stretched out his hand and patted Liu Chuan's face, "Boy, do you know whose territory this is. If you want to make trouble here, you don't even think about your own weight."

As he said that, with a slap, he gave Liu Chuan a big mouth. This Liu Chuan was just an ordinary college student, who hadn't practiced much yet, and was slapped by this mouth, staring at his eyes, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Beat! Let this kid not have eyes!" These gangsters immediately punched Liu Chuan, and Liu Chuan avoided the bruises. But the kid was also stubborn, just hugging his black back pocket, not saying a word.

"This kid probably has a lot of money in his bag!" A little gangster guessed immediately when he saw Liu Chuan hugging his back pocket tightly.

"Damn it, give me the bag!" The gangster in the lead immediately snatched the back pocket from Liu Chuan's hand.

"No!" Liu Chuan was like an enraged beast, his eyes immediately turned red, and he began to desperately resist these gangsters. Although he didn't exercise much, he was fat and had some strength. This struggle immediately bumped away the gangster who was snatching his back pocket.

"Damn, dare to resist!"

"There must be a lot of money! Quickly grab it!"

The gangsters got excited and grabbed Liu Chuan's back pocket with all his might. Finally, Liu Chuan's mind was burned by anger, and he didn't wait for Fang Hua to come out. He took out the seven-hole knife from his back pocket, and the snow-white blade hit the faces of those gangsters under the light of the night.

"I'm stupid, he has a knife!" Several gangsters were startled, and Liu Chuan's eyes were red, and he swung the seven-hole knife at a gangster and chopped off his head and face.

"Ah!" The little bastard sat down on the ground in fright, his crotch was wet. Liu Chuan's knife fell and was blocked by the hood of the car behind the gangster.

With a sound of "Dang!", the Toyota SUV sparked immediately, and there was a shallow knife mark on the hood.

"Fuck, this kid is crazy!" Liu Chuan was indeed crazy, waving the seven-hole knife, screaming strangely, chasing a few hooligans to chop. The two door god-like security guards stopped watching the excitement, pulled out the asp swing stick from their clothes, and walked slowly towards Liu Chuan.

Different from those little gangsters, these two security guards can be regarded as thug-level gangsters. The common name also depends on the situation. Although Liu Chuan was holding a seven-hole knife in his hand, in their eyes, it was no different from a kid playing with a knife without developing his intelligence.

"Bang!" The security guard who was walking in front dodged Liu Chuan's knife, and then hit Liu Chuan's lower abdomen with the asp stick in his hand.

At this moment, Liu Chuan felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit head-on by a car, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He squatted on the ground, and the seven-hole knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Fuck, dare to scare me with a knife and beat him to death!" Seeing that there was no danger, a few gangsters immediately showed off their strength and came over to beat Liu Chuan head-on and face-to-face.

"Clean up, don't get blood here again." The security guard who hit Liu Chuan just now lit a cigarette and said lightly.

"Brother Scar, don't worry, you guys are going to act quickly." Because the security guard had a scar on his face, the gangsters all called him that.

"That's good." The security guard named Scar nodded, and stood aside indifferently watching Liu Chuan being beaten.

"Come on, buddy, borrow a fire." At this time, a cold voice sounded from behind him.

Scar was startled, and quickly turned around, only to find in horror that in front of him was a strange man wearing a black leather trench coat, his face covered with black scales, and a pair of green pupils.

"Who are you!" He was shocked, and at the same time, he swung the stick in his hand towards the man's face.

With a "snap", asp slammed the stick heavily on the man's face, but the man's head was just tilted, nothing happened at all, instead he looked at Scar with a very playful look.

Scar was dumbfounded, he could definitely make a person's head bleed violently. But the mysterious man on the other side was fine.

"It's just a fire, why be so violent." The man sneered, stretched out his black animal claws, lifted the scarred collar, and easily lifted him into the air.

"Crack!" The other security guard, who was not a vegetarian, picked up the seven-hole knife that Liu Chuan had dropped on the ground, and slashed at the waist of the man in black.

But the man just stretched out his left hand...or his left claw, and grasped the sharp blade of the seven-hole knife.

"Get ready to have a nightmare!" He murmured, grabbing the scar, and smashing it on the head of another security guard. The two vicious security guards just passed out together.

And the gangsters were all terrified. These two security guards were well-known thugs in this area, but they were killed by them without any effort.

"Run! Go find Young Master Fang!" The gangster in the lead shouted immediately.

The four gangsters are also considered smart, so they run separately.

The man in black, namely Qin Chao, sneered. He stood there, not chasing after him, but took out his prisoner lock from his Sumeru ring, and threw it at the fleeing gangsters.

After this prisoner's soul lock is promoted to the third rank in the human weapon, the extra ability is to elongate. The chain flew out, made a circle around, immediately entangled the four gangsters, trapped them together, and was pulled to the side by Qin Chao.

"Go to sleep too." Qin Chao swung the chains and slammed them into the SUV that Liu Chuan had hacked just now.

Several gangsters screamed and passed out.

Only the gangster in the lead, who was chained to the outermost side, was not knocked unconscious, but he was hit hard, and he groaned in pain.

Qin Chao walked over, grabbed the bastard's hair, and asked him in a low voice.

"Where is Fang Hua's car?"

"That, that one!" The little gangster was scared out of his wits, pointing to a black Audi a6l next to him and said.

The license plate hanging on the Audi a6l is still black. This kind of license plate represents the license plate of a foreign company's own car from abroad, which symbolizes the strength of the company, and generally the traffic police on the road dare not control it.

"Very good." Qin Chao nodded, and then slammed that bastard's head on the SUV's door, causing the bastard to pass out as well.

"Who are you?" Liu Chuan was a little confused by the beating. Looking at the tall man in black, he always felt that the voice was very familiar.

Qin Chao looked at Liu Chuan who was lying on the ground, and didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and pointed to the road outside. The meaning is obvious, get out of here immediately.

"I won't go, I, I want to avenge Yu Qian!" Liu Chuan said, trying to grab the seven-hole knife on the ground.

Qin Chao frowned, kicked the seven-hole saber under a car. Then, he bent down, patted Liu Chuan on the shoulder, and stuffed a lit Honghe cigarette into his mouth.

"You don't need to kill him, he is mine..." Qin Chao only said this in a rough voice.

Fang Hua didn't know about the fierce battle outside, he was quite comfortable being served by the chick that Manager Li had found. Although he can do business anywhere, he still likes to find a high-end hotel and play mandarin duck baths with beauties in the bathtub of the presidential suite.

So, this guy drank a lot of wine, swayed around, and walked outside with his arms around the chick.

"Young Master Fang, let me see you off!" Manager Li quickly followed.

"No need! Master Ben...you can walk by yourself!" Fang Hua pushed Manager Li away, grabbed the chick's upturned butt, and walked outside the bar.

Fang Hua doesn't know how to drive. According to the habit, the security guard at the gate drives his car to take him where he wants to go.

This time was no exception. The security guards in bar uniforms had helped Fang Hua start the car and opened the door for Fang Shao.