General, take it easy

The middle-aged man was stunned by the beating, while Lan Yunze said while beating.

Suddenly, I found the fun in the action, and chattered endlessly: "You say, you are such a big man, full of stomachs, male robbers and female prostitutes. You are alone, old men, if you don't want to, you still want to, the overlord insists on bowing, what do you do? It's not heaven."

Liang Mo pursed his lips while listening, suppressing a smile, his stomach ached.

Liang Hao, who fell on the ground over there, couldn't hold on to his stubborn little posture anymore.

Throwing away the broken wine bottle in his hand, he tidied up the messy shirt tremblingly.

"Ahem, brat, we should go, otherwise, the jazz security will come up later, and I'm afraid it will be troublesome."

Liang Mo was not afraid of the other party, let alone a dozen security guards, there were hundreds of security guards with this skill.

With the force value of him and Lan Yunze, it was no problem.

But that was too eye-catching, too shocking.

He didn't want to attract the attention of relevant departments and lose his peaceful life now.

Only then did Lan Yunze come to his senses, and decided to make a quick decision.

Take off the middle-aged man's socks and stuff them into his mouth.

He took off the other party's tie again, and a five-flower tie came.

Only then did he regain his senses and remembered Liang Hao.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Liang Hao had already tidied up his clothes tremblingly, but his face was flushed abnormally, and he was obviously drunk a lot.

Lan Yunze took off his coat from a fainted person nearby, put it on Liang Hao, and asked worriedly, "Are you all right? Let's go quickly."

Liang Hao seemed to be terrified, and tightly held Lan Yunze's hand, which was cold.

"I...my U disk is in his pocket." Liang Hao's fair cheeks, five finger marks were already red and swollen, he pointed at the middle-aged man who fell on the ground in embarrassment.

Lan Yunze nodded, went up and kicked the middle-aged man, knocking him over.

Then, from the pocket of his trousers, he found a silver USB flash drive and stuffed it into Liang Hao's hand.

Just when he was about to go back to support Liang Hao, Liang Mo snorted coldly, and Lan Yunze walked out obediently.

The three turned and left, and the movements of several people were very fast.

But just now, Lan Yunze kicked over the door of the private room, his movement was too big, and he alarmed Jazz's security.

As soon as the three of them reached the corner of the first floor, they were surrounded by layers of security guards.

A man in a black suit with a scar on one side of his cheek stopped them and asked in a cold voice: "Three gentlemen, the Sir opened the door to do business in order to make money through harmony. You guys are making trouble here, why don't you fight?" Hurt my guests and make a mess of the private room, I can't just walk away like this."

The man with the scar is called Li Qiang, the head of Jazzburg's law and order, and also a local tyrant.

It was rumored that the big boss of the Jazz had a close relationship with a certain big shot in H City.

He has some face in both black and white, so most people don't dare to make trouble in Jazz.

Li Qiang himself is a crook. When he met him just now, he noticed Liang Mo's beautiful and fierce phoenix eyes under the mask, with a dark and unclear desire flashing in them.

Lan Yunze frowned when he heard the words, stepped forward to block Liang Mo's figure, and said, "I'm sorry for damaging the items in your store, we will compensate you according to the price, but we have to leave today regardless of whether you agree or not."

"Hahaha, did you guys hear that? He said he had to leave." Li Qiang raised his head and laughed wildly, then suddenly put away his smile, looked fiercely at Lan Yunze, pointed at Lan Yunze's face, Aggressively said: "Today you are causing trouble in the Jazz, and you still want to leave, so go ahead and live your dream. But if the person behind you wants to have a drink with brother, maybe I will think about it."

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Li Qiang: Silently making a big death