The crowd in the store responded with a wild shout.
Suddenly, music that was completely different from what just happened started to play, with a huge volume and a strong sense of rhythm.
In this deafening music, if you want to speak, you have to lean close and shout into the ear.
Luke could only stop chatting with the black-haired beauty next to him.
He thought to himself that the store was starting to get lively, so it would be more convenient for him to work there.
Many customers seemed to know that the party was about to begin and they kept pouring in from the door, making the scene extremely chaotic.
Suddenly, Luke felt a little uncomfortable with his sensitive reaction. Someone was looking at him with malicious eyes.
His sensitive reactions are not strong in perception, and can only be vaguely triggered by highly targeted malice.
So, someone wanted to kill him
He remained calm and just used his keen sense of smell to explore the area.
After a moment, he found a very distinct smell among the mostly normal ones.
The smell was very clean, a slight smell of gun oil and gunpowder plus a little normal sweat, so clean that it stood out among the people around.
Those who come here are either drunk or high. Those who don't touch these two things basically don't have guns.
What's more, this guy also uses Gucci men's perfume.
The gang thugs and security guards in this store don't have the habit of spraying perfume.
Luke casually stretched out his right hand and fiddled with the crystal drink sign on the bar as if he was bored. As it turned, his dynamic vision caught a glimpse of a man in the fleeting image.
He was wearing a black shirt with black casual pants, a pair of shiny leather shoes, and had his hair combed back.
He has a hooked nose, slightly sunken eye sockets, and a slightly pursed mouth, making him look very cold.
Surrounded by people dancing crazily to the DJ's music, this man was walking among the crowd like a ghost, totally out of tune with the hot and wild atmosphere of this nightclub.
Suddenly, Luke turned his head to look at the black-haired beauty next to him and said, "Can I invite you to have a drink alone tonight?" Then he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him, like an impatient young man.
The dark-haired beauty was shocked, wondering why she hadn't reacted just now.
Almost at the same time, she heard a snap from the wine cabinet beside her and a wine bottle shattered.
Her mind raced as she followed Luke's pulling motion and threw herself into his arms. She fell off the bar with him and landed behind a round sofa nearby.
Luke blinked. "You... do you agree? Uh, or are you angry?"
The black-haired beauty's originally tense nerves couldn't help but relax a little, staring at him: "What do you think?"
Luke laughed: "I think you agree, but you're a little embarrassed, so you're angry again."
Black-haired beauty: “What?” You are really good at imagining other people’s thoughts.
Now, the two of them were lying behind the round sofa, with the dark-haired beauty lying on his chest.
The people dancing nearby just glanced at the two of them casually and cheered a few times, but no one paid any attention.
In this bar, it is not uncommon for people to get into real sex when they are happy. There is no selling point in just throwing themselves into someone's arms and flirting.
Paying attention to the movements of the girl with the slicked back hair, Luke suddenly exerted force from his waist, turned over, and pressed her under him: "I think this is more comfortable."
The black-haired beauty was about to say something, but her eyes suddenly froze.
Luke's movement of turning over and slightly sideways widened her field of vision.
A man in black clothes and with a slicked-back hair holding a gun just walked out from beside the sofa.
She lifted her skirt with her left hand and pulled out the PPK pistol from the thigh holster.
Bang bang bang!
Three consecutive shots forced the man with the slicked-back hair who had just appeared back.
Her hand holding the gun was behind Luke's head, without moving at all. Her eyes were fixed on the side of the round sofa, and she whispered, "Get up and get out of the way."
Luke curled his lips: "Can't you be a little gentle?" But he immediately raised his body and sat down on the round sofa.
As he sat back on the ground, a small steel ball slipped silently from his hand, passed under the round sofa along the ground, and rolled to the other side.
On the other side of the round sofa, the man in black with a slicked-back hair just stepped down, exerted force suddenly, stuck his head out, and aimed the gun in his hand at the black-haired beauty who was still lying on the ground.
Unexpectedly, there was something round and slippery under his feet. His toes shook involuntarily, moving his body and arms.
puff!
The shot he had been preparing to fire hit the round sofa.
He cursed in his heart and saw the sneer on the face of the black-haired beauty.
Bang bang bang!
The man with the slicked-back hair groaned, rolled over and hid behind the dense crowd.
He was shot in the left shoulder, but because of the foreign object that suddenly appeared under his feet, his shot missed. The initiative on both sides was reversed in an instant.
Luke looked at the gun in the black-haired beauty's hand with horror: "It's just an invitation, pulling out a gun... not that serious, right?"
The black-haired beauty had no time to talk nonsense with him. She just shouted, "Get away from me." She had already started changing the magazine in her hand.
She didn't want her fight with the man with the slicked-back hair to involve this young man, as she liked him very much.
Luke seemed frightened and quickly stood up and ran, bumping into the bar.
Suddenly, someone at the bar screamed "Ah!"
The black-haired beauty also stood up, raised the PPK in her hand high, aimed it at the bar and shot a lot of shots.
At the bar, a man in black clothes and with a slicked-back hair crawled to the side passage, bent his body, and fled to the back door with his face covered.
Just now, after being shot in the shoulder, the guy with the slicked-back hair rolled into the crowd and took the opportunity to hide in the bar.
Just as he was about to stand up and pounce on the dark-haired beauty, a man bumped into the bar to his left and a crystal drink sign flew over at an angle.
As soon as the slicked-back man's head showed halfway from the edge of the bar, he felt a flash in front of his eyes and the crystal drink sign cut into the bridge of his nose.
Even if he closed his eyes, he felt a sharp pain in his nose and couldn't control his tears rolling down.
The man with the slicked-back hair didn't hesitate and just ran.
Having temporarily lost his eyes, he would most likely be killed instantly in the fight, and he would be a fool not to run away.
When the black-haired beauty's PPK caused bottles to explode all over the bar, he had already quickly crawled away from the side, avoiding the fate of being turned into a hornet's nest.
Only then did the people who were partying around them notice something was wrong.
The bar was too noisy. The man in black with slicked back hair had a silencer on his gun, and the black-haired beauty's PPK didn't make much noise.
It wasn't until there was a crackling noise at the bar that it attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd and security guards.
But before they could gather around, the black-haired beauty had already chased after the man in black clothes and slicked back hair.
Just as she passed by Luke, she whispered, "Just drink your juice and don't follow me anymore."