Old Dai looked around lazyly, and said in a very flat tone: "Don't you look down on me? When do you want to play with me? How dare you block me?"

There is a big backer behind him, not to mention working in a nightclub. This woman is obviously knowledgeable and has no angry expression on her face. She just said calmly: "Sir, we are really not open now. Please come over after 5 pm."

"Yohe? Have you twisted it with me?"

Lao Dai's expression was lustful and he quickly pinched the woman's right breast, and the bandit's face was extremely ugly: "Believe it or not, I'm just fucking you here?"

The woman almost cried when she was scratched, but her tone was still neither humble nor arrogant. She just mixed some other words: "Sir, please forgive me if I did something wrong just now, but this place is the territory of the Juhe Group, and I also worked for them. What I said really doesn't count."

The tone was calm. It seemed that it was undoubtedly a backer, but there was no point in bullying others with power.

This woman is really professional.

"That's how it is."

Old Dai pulled her over to her, playing with the other person's right breast with his left hand, but his right hand pinched her chin and approached his face: "What you say doesn't have the final say, then let the says come true and talk to me."

Kara...

The sound of the pistol security being opened sounded in Lao Dai's left ear, and the cold pistol muzzle was pressed on Lao Dai's temple: "Sir, do you not understand human words, do you mean it? Or do you specifically run to the territory of our Juhe Group to seek death?"

"Point the gun at me..." Lao Dai smiled: "You are seeking death, right?"

"What?" The guy in a suit and ties standing next to Lao Dai was stunned.

Just the next second, he threw himself out, and his body was curled strangely from his right waist to an angle of almost ninety degrees. It seemed that even his spine broke from that place.

Everyone focused on this side felt a flash of sight. The man in the suit slammed on the front counter. Not only did the wooden counter break, but even the wall behind was smashed into a big hole. The entire nightclub was even more shocked, and dust fell down on his head.

Ye Yun stood beside Lao Dai and whispered: "I'm making you arrogant, but it's not good for you to be a rogue, right?"

Old Dai smiled and didn't refute, and said to the woman in horror in front of him: "Xiao Niu, I've said that, let the person who has the final say come out. Is it air to be the master?"

"You...please wait!"

The woman was in tears and quickly picked up her cell phone and called out, quickly reacting to the current situation.

While saying that, she was secretly paying attention to the expressions of the two terrifying young people. The man with masks and glasses could not see any expression at all. Instead, the guy next to him kept playing with the rogue as soon as he came in, with a calm face and no awareness of facing a gangster attack.

After calling, the woman called the two of them into a VIP KTV room. After all, the luxurious nightclub, the private room was also particularly grand. The woman signaled the others to bring the drinks, fruit tray, barbecue, but she didn't find the lady... Everyone knows what was going to happen in a while. At this time, wouldn't it be a let's die for them?

Old Dai Yeyun didn't care either. He didn't come here to play anyway.

After a while, the door was opened. A middle-aged man dressed in meticulously and looked completely successful businessman walked in with two powerful bodyguards of Kong Wu. As soon as the guy came in, he bowed thirty degrees: "Hello, two, I am the manager here, Nan Yazheng, and the person in charge of the Juhe Group in Busan South District. Welcome the two of you to our shop."

Old Dai smiled and pointed at him and said to Ye Yun, "I actually came and talked. I thought it would be a grenade to greet him first when I met."

Ye Yun took a sip with a bottle of cocktail: "There are too few fools in this world. We two come here to find fault and hurt others. If we don't have a trump card, who will believe it? A successful organization, no matter how humiliated it is, is safest to be a rival who doesn't know the details."

"What this gentleman is saying." Nan Ya, a middle-aged man, was walking to the sofa next to him and sat down, saying, "I don't know what the purpose of you two are here. No matter what you two want to do, I can make a decision. If I can't make a decision, I will also report it to our Juhe Group elder brother."

"you……"

Ye Yun looked at Nan Yazheng up and down, pondered for a moment, and said, "Have you heard of the card of merit?"

"Um?"

Nan Ya was stunned and turned around to signal the people watching at the door and the waiter in the room: "Go out."

Everyone left, Nan Ya Zhengcai said: "It turns out that the two are also players, but I don't know which organization you two are from and where are they from?"

Ye Yun said: "You don't need to know this. What you need to know is that I want to make a deal with you."

"Oh?" Nan Ya was very interested: "What deal?"
Chapter completed!