On the highway by the sea in the suburbs of South Wali.

The sun has completely disappeared from sea level and the earth has fallen into a quiet blackness.

A convoy moved forward slowly and in an orderly manner.

At the first intersection, there were 5 Santanas and 5 vans parked on each side of the roadside. When the convoy passed, they started one by one and followed the rear of the convoy.

At the second intersection, more than 20 jeeps filled with people were launched on the side of the road and followed the rear of the convoy again.

The convoy was getting longer and longer, all heading towards the same destination.

disika bar.

At 8:30 pm, night fell, and only half of the guests in this bar looked deserted.

It was still the charming boss lady, seven or eight bald men, some girls were playing, singing, singing and dancing, and the guests were holding wine glasses and shaking gently.

But what everyone didn't know was that a convoy full of international special forces was like a huge poisonous snake, slowly heading towards this side.

When the black Mercedes-Benz g280 parked at the bar door with an endless convoy, everyone stopped their current movements.

The drinker, the performer, the singing, and the boss lady who was chatting and laughing with the bald man turned to look at the shocking scene.

On the few tables, there was a girl with black hair and yellow skin sitting, who was translating for foreign tourists at this time. Seeing this, she looked at the beach curiously.

A Chinese man who was about 1.9 meters tall got out of the car with a cold expression and then opened the back door.

Black leather shoes were stepped on the ground, and then a young man in a suit and tie appeared.

The proprietress recognized the person at a glance, and then whispered a few bald heads beside her.

She still dressed up and made-up.

The ultra-short denim shorts seemed reluctant to waste, half of the buttocks were exposed to the air, and they trembled slightly as they walked. The super tight white T-shirt was only half. The entire waist, including the navel, made people see clearly.

With big wavy hair, oversized earrings, erotic red lips and thick makeup, as she walked around, her chest was surging like the sea.

The old white nie walked towards the convoy enthusiastically and greeted Jiang Yang from afar, as if we were welcoming an old friend.

The next second...

A big black hand grabbed the woman's hair, then pulled it hard, and pulled her staggeringly to Jiang Yang.

He was a black special forces soldier. The proprietress was shocked and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Jiang Yang stood there, took out a cigarette and lit one, and then spit it out gently.

"Where is the bull?"

The boss's wife was pulled into her hair with her hands, and she looked frightened and painful on her face. She spread her hands and said she couldn't understand what Jiang Yang was saying.

Jiang Yang looked into the bar, then raised his foot and walked inside.

Zu Shengdong, Anmei and Bancun followed immediately.

Then, more than a dozen strong men opened the trunk and took out their weapons to follow, which scared the bar guests so much that they did not dare to breathe.

"Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang."

A woman's voice rang behind her back.

Jiang Yang turned around and looked at the woman with a familiar look, but he didn't remember who it was for a moment.

Working pants, T-shirt, blue camouflage jacket, backpack, wearing a baseball cap, a very sporty girl, at the age of 25 or 26.

Seeing that Eyang could not recognize him, the woman took the initiative to introduce: "It's me, Sakurai Kei."

After saying that, he took off his hat and exposed his black hair like a waterfall.

Jiang Yang remembered this moment.

Women are such a changeable animal. A slightly changed style of clothing and makeup, just like a different person.

As for Sakurai's outfit today, if she hadn't mentioned it on her own initiative, Jiang Yang would probably not be able to tell who it was.

He nodded slightly and said hello to Sakurai Kei, then walked straight into the house, looking for the shadows of the bald heads.

Sakurai was a little shocked at this time.

She didn't expect that the funny and humorous Chinese man would meet again in this way today.

Especially the fierce and evil men following behind him, with weapons, their eyes were as if they were about to eat people.

The black special forces officer still grabbed the boss's hands against his back and pushed it into the house with his neck.

Jiang Yang turned around: "Where is the bull?"

Seeing the boss's wife looking confused, Sakurai Ei took the initiative to translate it for her.

After hearing this, the boss's wife hurriedly said, "What I was here just now is not my business, it doesn't matter to me..."

At this moment, in the open space behind the bar, the sound of a motorcycle suddenly remembered.

Several bald heads sat on three motorcycles and urged to leave here, with a very anxious expression.

Before Jiang Yang could speak, a whistle sounded behind him, and Zu Shengdong and several big men had already rushed out.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived in front of the motorcycle.

Several bald heads took out baseball bats from behind and were about to fight back, but unexpectedly they were knocked to the ground after just one encounter.

The whole process was just a blink of an eye, and the bald men were pinched by Zu Shengdong and others and pressed back to the bar, and came to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang pulled open the chair and sat down, looked at the bald heads.

I found that the one in the middle was the bull who kept coming to harassment during this period.

"Raise your head."

Jiang Yang smoked a cigarette and looked at the bull.

After hearing this, a white special forces soldier reached out to hold the bull's chin and stood up.

The bull looked at Jiang Yang with some anger and said something.

After hearing this, Sakurai felt a little embarrassed, and then whispered: "He said... he was scolding, it was very ugly."

Jiang Yang looked at the bull and said, "Are the money I asked you to prepare?"

After hearing this, the bull spitted out: "You are simply looking for death. No one who asks for money from Suwana can end up with a good end, you bastard."

Listening to Sakuri's translation, Jiang Yang's expression remained unchanged and continued to speak: "Did you leak Liu Zhendong's location?"

The bull said viciously: "Not only what I said, but I also caught people. I advise you to let me go immediately, otherwise my boss will know that you guys raised will be ugly!"

Jiang Yang was smoking a cigarette and was silent for a moment. The cigarette butt pointed at the boss's wife: "Is she who asked you to follow me?"

The bull sneered: "So what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black man made a knife with his right hand and knocked hard at the boss's back.

The shrill screams echoed in the bar, and the guests were huddled in the corner and dared not speak.

The bull was furious and kept cursing.

Jiang Yang stood up and walked towards the bull.

The leather shoes are very hard and echo when they step on the quartz floor, step by step.

Until the bull, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed his face, exerted force with his wrist, and forced his mouth to open.

He took off the cigarette butt from his mouth with his right hand, spit out the cigarette, and then extinguished it on his tongue.
Chapter completed!