Chapter Eighteen: Making a Row in the Tavern
Holding the address given by the hunter in his hand, Jun Ci acted like a mute and asked many people with blind gestures. Due to language barriers and different local customs, it would take a long time for others to understand a single gesture.
Finally, after experiencing countless eye rolls and disgusted expressions that thought he was a madman, Jun Ci finally found the specific location with the help of kind people.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh secretly as they looked at Junqi, who was asking questions all the way, looking anxious and pale-faced.
Jun Qi's lungs were about to explode, but he pretended not to care and ignored everyone's expressions! He stepped on the accelerator, and the car lurched like a spring and rushed out for a long distance. Monkey sitting in the passenger seat came to visit.
He snickered and almost fell out of the window with such force.
Jun Ci smiled proudly: "You have poor safety awareness. If something goes wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you. Remember, put on your seat belt before getting in the car." The monkey looked at him bitterly. But Jun Ci said to him
He rolled his eyes like a dead man and was so frightened that the monkey immediately shut up and lowered his head. He could only silently greet several of Jun Ci's ancestors.
Jun Ci laughed proudly and hummed a little tune by the way!
When he was resting in the camp, he took advantage of the opportunity to practice boxing and kicking with his brothers, and he had already figured out everyone's path! Of course, he didn't dare to move Nighthawk. If he did, he would be humiliating himself.
.That random kick can knock him away. Just thinking about it makes Junqi's hair stand on end, and he feels a faint urge to urinate.
Landmine is a little worse than him, and besides, he is still a dull gourd, so there is no need to bully him. Not to mention the black bear, with his arms as thick as buckets, if he swung them around, he might not even be able to find a home. Yasha
What! Forget it, it’s better not to mess with it!
Only this monkey has been extremely arrogant all day long. He is small, not very strong, not very skilled, and has a mean mouth! It was a good beating for Jun Ci. He was so frightened when he saw Jun Ci recently that he was like a mouse seeing a cat.
It doesn't work. As long as Jun Qi stares at those dead eyes, he will immediately become obedient and honest, which is more effective than a kindergarten teacher.
Black Bear, who didn't understand why, sat behind and giggled along with him. Anyway, he always giggled like this, and no one cared about him. In fact, he understood better than anyone else, but it was rare for him to be confused.
After a while, the assassin found the place pointed out by passers-by, which was a small bar located in an alley.
Two cars stopped arrogantly at the door of the bar. A few people opened the door and got out of the car gracefully, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding pedestrians and a few gangsters at the door of the bar.
The monkey said proudly: "Look, our buddy is so handsome that he attracts people's love wherever he goes."
Yasha said disapprovingly, "Come on, people are focusing on our car and it has nothing to do with people. Ah!!"
The cars allocated by the organization this time were pretty good. Both cars were Land Rover Discovery 3s. They had never driven or even looked at luxury cars in China. Several people were very excited. Black Bear got in the car and returned a
Jin'er said that this good car was comfortable to touch, which even aroused a burst of laughter from everyone at the time.
These two cars parked in front of this small shabby bar in an empty alley are indeed very eye-catching. No wonder everyone is looking here.
Nighthawk led a few people to the bar quickly. A few gangster-looking people at the door originally wanted to block the door to give these arrogant-looking guys some trouble.
But before they could react, the black bear that had cleared the way had already crashed into the gangsters on both sides. The gangsters were covering their shoulders in pain and almost burst into tears. One of them even reached out to punch the black bear with his hand.
Halfway through, it suddenly tightened, and Di Lei was thrown so hard on his back that his buttocks nearly burst open. He screamed but couldn't get up.
Ruffians are human beings too, and they are basically bullies. When they saw this posture, they all stepped back subconsciously. Seeing that Nighthawk and his group looked so arrogant, no one dared to step forward to ask for trouble.
Yasha hummed disdainfully: "They are all trash who bully the weak and fear the strong, and only pick the soft persimmons."
Nighthawk frowned: "Let's go, don't cause trouble, it's important to find someone."
Opened the door and walked in.
This is a small bar, with round tables and square tables arranged neatly in the bar hall. At first glance, there are only about a dozen tables. It is daytime, and only two or three people are sitting here and there.
The guests at the table were clean and elegant.
On the long bar on the left, there was a young man who looked like a bartender, with yellow hair, chewing gum in his mouth and shaking the cocktail shaker back and forth. Nighthawk slowly walked towards him. "Drink something."
The bartender asked with a smile. Finally, there was an extra customer, and the bartender was very concerned about it.
"Give us five beers." Nighthawk said. The bartender put down the drink in his hand, smiled and recommended to Nighthawk: "Our store has launched a new wine called Blue Flame. Do you want to try it?
Very potent, only for real men."
Nighthawk nodded: "Okay, let's have one drink each." The bartender turned around happily, picked up a new cocktail shaker, and put rum, vodka and several other spirits into it. Finally,
Add some flavored rum and start shaking it up and down.
Several people were admiring his serious movements, and it felt like they were watching a gorgeous performance. The bartender really regarded bartending as an art. No one had ever seen him shake a drink and get so much out of it.
Come in different ways.
After the wine was mixed, the bartender placed 5 cups in front of Nighthawk and poured azure blue liquid into the cups one by one.
Nighthawk suddenly asked the bartender: "I want to ask you about someone, we want to find Doro!"
The hand of the bartender pouring the wine shook inadvertently, and then he returned to his original state and continued pouring the wine. He said without raising his head: "I have never heard of this person, why are you looking for him?"
After pouring the wine, he took out a match and lit the strong wine with a bang. The strong alcohol burned quickly and turned into blue flames floating on the surface of the wine, which surprised the people sitting nearby.
How to drink it?
The bartender said with a cold face: "I don't know the person you are talking about, but I know that this wine must be drunk with the fire. This is a wine that only real men drink. Please use it slowly. If you still want to drink it, let me know at any time."
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Suddenly, Nighthawk grabbed his hand and laughed strangely: "You haven't told me where Doro is yet." The bartender was suddenly grabbed by the other party's hand, and was shocked. Then he heard Nighthawk's words.
But he maintained his composure and said coldly: "I already told you, I don't know the person you are looking for! If you want to find someone, go to the Tiaozi Restaurant. If you want to drink, just sit there and drink. I don't know anything else.
Know."
Nighthawk raised his eyebrows at him and said with a narrow look: "If you don't know why your hands were shaking just now? If you don't know, why are you looking for him? If you don't know, why are you so nervous?
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Suddenly, Nighthawk's eyes suddenly gleamed, and the strength in his hand was so frightening that the bartender broke into a cold sweat: "I know he is here, tell me quickly, or I won't leave today."
The bartender looked at Nighthawk with a horrified look on his face, but he didn't want to be overwhelmed by his momentum. He yelled loudly to embolden himself: "Do you want to come here to cause trouble? I think you don't want to go out today!"
"I don't plan to go out today. I won't leave until I find Doro." With a bang, Nighthawk turned around. A flying wine bottle was smashed by the black bear, and the remaining fragments were spinning on the ground.
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Nighthawk let go of the bartender, and there were already 30 ruffian-looking people surrounding them. They were holding sticks and wine bottles in their hands, and they were glaring at them with fierce voices.
"Humph, you outsiders don't even know what kind of place this is! If you dare to come here to cause trouble, you are seeking death!" The bartender had already hid outside the bar, leaning against the stairs on the second floor and shouting arrogantly: "Brothers, beat them to death!"
These people!"
As the bartender yelled like a girl, about 30 gangsters picked up the guy and walked over.
"Slow down!" Nighthawk pulled back the mines and military thorns standing at the front, and said to the bartender: "Friend, we are just here to see Doro, and we have no other ill intentions. I am his guest, and he told me that he is here
Here, that's why I found you, why use force? It will hurt your harmony and it will be bad."
The bartender sneered: "You also know how to be kind. If you know that, you shouldn't come to our place to make trouble! Besides, I've told you that I don't know anything about Doro. Today you are seeking death on your own. If you want to blame, just blame your bad mouth, brother.
Come on, guys!"
Nighthawk sighed, it seemed that he couldn't avoid getting into trouble. He turned around, picked up the still burning blue flame, and drank it in one gulp. The bartender was right, this was really a drink for men, it felt so good
A ball of raging flames burned wildly in his stomach, and Nighthawk's whole body was full of strength. His face was rosy, he raised his head, and winked at his companions. Suddenly, he shouted "Ah" and rushed forward first.
There was a guy at the front who was holding a stick. Several military assassins were also shouting, like tigers coming down the mountain, charging into the desperate sheep.
The speed was so fast that the guy at the front didn't even lift his stick. He didn't even see how Nighthawk got in front of him, and his body was already flying involuntarily. He was hit hard in the face by Nighthawk with a right uppercut.
Then he flew away backwards, with endless banging sounds. He bumped into two more people before falling heavily to the ground.
Nighthawk kept moving his hands, knocking away a ruffian, flying up with a kick, and kicked over the little gangster on the left who was holding up a bottle and preparing to throw it at him. There was a fierce wind behind him, and Nighthawk had no intention of looking back, and he fiercely turned to the right.
sideways.
With a sound of wind, a stick hit the ground where he was standing just now. Nighthawk quickly kicked back on the spot, bending the chin of the guy holding the stick with one kick. Several teeth and blood rushed up to the sky.
It was the last divine vision the guy saw before he passed out.
The team members around him were not idle either! Mine didn't say anything, just kept his head down and just hit randomly. He fired his bow left and right, and when he knocked down one, he would add another kick. The monkey jumped around, left and right, and was very flexible.
Yasha seemed to be showing off his superb leg skills, kicking horizontally and sideways with his tornado leg. From the beginning to the end, there was no need to start, and the opponent who kicked with his long legs could only parry. The black bear was even more fierce, directly grabbing the person and lifting it above his head.
, turned around twice and then threw it into the corner! After throwing one, he didn't forget to hammer himself twice on the chest. He looked so full of Tarzan that several people had to smack their tongues in between fights.
The most perverted one was Jun Qian, who just banged his head everywhere. He grabbed this guy like a long-lost relative, hugged him and leaned on his head. Those who didn't know thought they were kissing! It's just speed.
A bit fast. The few who were close to him were frightened and ran toward the door.
They were like several ferocious beasts, and after a while, the ground was covered with people lying in various directions. The little gangsters who had been arrogant just now were hugging each other, and they were moaning.
Several people breathed a sigh of relief. Nighthawk looked back with a smile at the frightened bartender who was already lying on the stairs, and kept sneering! Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the bar door was kicked open. There was a roar outside the door.
Countless gangsters with machetes in their hands rushed in. In an instant, more than 50 people crowded in. I looked vaguely at the door and saw that there were many people squeezing in with their claws and teeth.
Nighthawk looked at each other, and Monkey swallowed hard. Nighthawk signaled everyone not to fight, rushed out, got in the car and left. Just as he was about to raise his legs to dodge others, the other side already rushed over with a knife.
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"Wait a minute!" At this critical moment, a burly man with dark skin shouted at the stairs on the second floor.
After looking at the scene below, he said to the gangsters who came in: "Okay, you all can go out. They are the guests I invited. It was a misunderstanding just now." The bartender looked at him and said tremblingly:
"Boss, this..." The man glared at the bartender, and said in an unpleasant voice: "Why don't you invite the guests and serve them good wine." Nighthawk and the others looked at each other, with relaxed and happy expressions on their lips.
Chapter completed!