Chapter 213 Slap Man

Style: Romance Author: slow-heated pigWords: 2234Update Time: 24/02/01 13:28:12
Two figures dressed in black and wearing black hoods appeared at the door of the bar.

They suddenly appeared from the warm white light, apparently using a portable teleportation array.

The two boys with dyed hair at the door of the bar immediately noticed these two unique people.

He looked at them warily, his hands already reaching towards his waist.

But the two men in black still walked towards the boy with dyed hair, their steps were steady and menacing.

The boy with dyed yellow hair couldn't hold his breath anymore and shouted sharply: "Hey! What do you two do?!"

"Our bar will not accept customers like you..."

Before the yellow-haired boy finished speaking, the figure of the man in black who was closer to him suddenly flashed.

Before the yellow-haired boy could react, the man in black suddenly approached him and slapped him in the face.

The slap was so powerful that it knocked the yellow-haired boy to the ground.

The yellow-haired boy was slapped so hard that his head was buzzing. He struggled to stand up, but fell back to the ground.

Another kid with purple hair pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed him.

The figure of the man in black flashed, and the purple-haired boy didn't even see it clearly, but a sharp pain hit his palm.

He looked closely and found that the dagger in his hand had been taken away by the man in black, and his fingers were bent at an abnormal angle.

"Ouch -" he howled, "my hand!"

At this time, the man in black slapped the purple-haired boy on the face, bringing him and the yellow-haired boy together.

The purple-haired boy was worse than the yellow-haired boy, and he was knocked unconscious directly.

Without looking at either of them, the man in black pushed open the revolving door of the bar and walked in.

The unusual movements outside the bar have attracted the attention of people who were having fun in the bar.

When they saw the fierce men in black walking through the door, they were all very panicked, feeling like they were facing two tough gangsters.

They all retreated to the four walls of the bar, as far away as possible from the two men in black who walked in.

The gangsters also noticed the two of them, and they all looked fiercely. They either pulled out machetes behind the bar, or smashed the beer bottles in their hands into spikes and started to kill the men in black.

Facing the menacing gangsters, one of the men in black leisurely sat down in the booth next to him with his hands behind his back.

Another man in black bullied himself into the gangster group.

His movements were extremely fast, exceeding the maximum speed that most people present could capture with their dynamic vision.

With a flash of his body, he dodged seven or eight machetes that were slashed at him, and then his hand shot out like lightning, removing the arms of the two people beside him.

Then he slapped the two people in the face twice with his backhand, sending them flying away.

In the blink of an eye, an exaggerated red mark appeared on their cheeks.

But the man in black didn't stop at all, and started killing another gangster again.

He was like a sharp knife dancing wildly on the edge of the gangsters, disintegrating all the gangsters' attacks, and then slapped them with a powerful and heavy slap.

The size of the mixed group has shrunk visibly like a bunch of bubbles that are quickly bursting.

Even if there are still gangsters who come out after hearing the noise from the depths of the bar, there is no way to reverse the trend of the gangsters being slapped down by the men in black.

The merry-goers who were retreating took advantage of this opportunity and ran out of the bar to escape.

Soon, all the gangsters collapsed in the bar hall, screaming in pain and wailing. Their cheeks were all swollen, and they were so disfigured that they were beyond recognition.

The man in black searched the bar for a while to make sure nothing was missing.

Then he said loudly: "Where has Zhang Sanping gone?"

His voice was like steel rubbed against sandpaper, and it sounded very penetrating.

The gangsters all held the injured area and cried out in pain, and no one paid attention to the man in black for a while.

Upon seeing this, the man in black slapped his palm on the table next to him, smashing the table into pieces.

The gangsters suddenly became quiet and stared at the man in black in horror.

Then he grabbed a gangster by his collar and lifted him up, "I asked, where is Zhang Sanping? Can't you hear me?"

As the man in black asked calmly, smelly liquid dripped from the ankle of the gangster in his hand.

This gangster was so scared that he peed.

The man in black let out a cold snort of disgust and threw the gangster violently.

The gangster fell out, smashing the counter of the central bar, and countless wood-spiked glass pierced his skin.

But he didn't scream because the fall had already made him faint.

The man in black dodged and grabbed another gangster. He held a dagger in his hand and stabbed the gangster in the throat. It looked like he would stab it in at any time.

"I don't want to ask a third time." The man in black's tone was full of cold murderous intent.

The gangster in his hand immediately said anxiously: "Third brother, he is out to discuss business."

"Business talk? What business?" the man in black asked.

"I don't know, and none of us know. All the backbones were taken away by the third brother."

The man in black held the gangster in silence, seeming to be thinking.

The gangster said with a trembling voice: "I really didn't lie. Brother, please let me go!"

One of his cheeks was swollen, making his speech somewhat slurred, but the mist of fear in his eyes showed his sincerity.

The man in black threw the gangster away and said loudly: "What happened to you today is because your boss messed with the wrong person."

"If you have any grudges, curse him more."

"Also, tell him for me to stay in the bar and stop wandering around next time. I will come to see him again."

"If he's not here next time, I will find him and kill him to the ends of the earth."

"Also, tell your boss not to extend his hands to areas he shouldn't. If he does, I will destroy his hands the next time I come to see him."

Heiyi looked around at the gangsters, "Do you understand?"

The gangsters hurriedly said in unison: "I understand!"

They already knew that they had offended someone they could not afford to offend. They endured the pain and knelt down to face the man in black. They did not dare to take anything he said lightly.

The man in black nodded slowly, turned around and seemed to want to leave, but then stopped.

When the gangsters saw his actions, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to be violent, for fear that the man in black would do something terrible again.

Now these gangsters have finally realized how scared the store owners are of them.

Faced with the men in black who were as fierce as tigers, these tough-looking guys turned into docile little sheep.

Fortunately, the man in black did not attack anyone. He just walked slowly to the tables and chairs, violently shook his fists and kicks, and kicked the tables and chairs into pieces.

Then he and the other man in black turned and left.

This time he really left. Looking out through the broken revolving door, he could see the two disappearing in a burst of warm white light.

The gangster who was kneeling on the floor of the bar dared to move and moaned about his injuries.