Fatal Counterattack

Chapter 8

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Bureau Liu suddenly arranged for him to go to the west of SJZ to inspect, and he actually encountered murders and dead people. Of course, the most troublesome thing was that he encountered a nagging Zhang Zichen. . .

"Oh my god...what the hell is wrong with me"

Ever since Cheng Ze came out of the police station, he had been in a daze all the way. Although he couldn't figure out what kind of character Zhang Zichen was, and he didn't know whether his nagging words were accurate. For more than a thousand, I went to buy a set of so-called trendy clothes that I now wear on my body, and now I am standing at the door of Happy World.

Cheng Ze's face was darkened, he stared blankly at the four neon characters flashing in the happy world, feeling so unreal.

"Oh shit..."

Cheng Ze gritted his teeth, cursed the bastard inwardly, hardened his scalp, and relying on the young man's unafraid of tigers, he pushed open the door of the happy world with a huff.

The world here seems to be completely different from the outside. It is cold winter outside, and people are wrapped in thick clothes and hurrying on their way. But the happy world is the hustle and bustle and hot spring. People wear as little clothes as possible, and under the flickering lights, they frantically twist their bodies, venting the hormones that have nowhere to vent. .

Cheng Ze just froze for a moment, then adjusted his expression to another state. Once you come, you will be safe, this is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair, even if it is, there is no place that you can't break into. Cheng Ze's heart faltered, and he raised a frivolous and arrogant look at the waiter at the door, Tara swayed on his heels and walked directly to the dance floor.

"What are you pretending to be, thinking you are the second generation of rich? Look shabby"

The violent music on the stereo completely covered up the voice of the waiter with venomous eyes, and Cheng Ze didn't hear it at all.

The strong scent of perfume mixed with the smell of sweat immediately surrounded Cheng Ze who stepped onto the dance floor. The flickering lights and the rotating light made Cheng Ze only see pictures that stopped one after another in front of him, like Like a slow-moving movie, people are extremely uncomfortable, and I don’t know how these crazy twisting people can breathe and stand without falling.

Cheng Ze slowly followed the crowd towards the center of the dance floor. Although he couldn't dance, it was fine for him to shake his hands and put on a show.

The repetitive work that has been practiced hundreds of times in the police academy seemed to come in handy at once. Cheng Ze moved casually while quickly scanning the people in front of him. At that time, Cheng Ze also locked his eyes on a person.

"Sorry..."

When Cheng Ze slowly moved behind this man with broad shoulders and round waist, he muttered something in his mouth, and punched him hard at the waist and eyes. . .

"Hey! Fuck! What a fucking thing!"

This buddy was flirting with the woman in front of him, and seeing that he was about to succeed, he didn't care about his position at all, let alone who was behind him, and Cheng Ze's hand was fast and low, and he was punching hard After that, he quickly stepped aside.

"What's wrong, brother!"

A man who was not far from the unlucky buddy heard the howl and quickly squeezed over. It was obvious that the two were companions.

"Fucking bastard on a horse, plotting against Lao Tzu, fuck..."

After a few seconds, this guy felt like he couldn't stand anymore. He hooked his arm around the brother next to him, and looked back fiercely.

Cheng Ze's force is very accurate. It feels like a quick and sharp pain at first, followed by soreness and swelling. If it weren't for this buddy's strong body, he would be lying on the ground and unable to get up. up.

Crowded people on the dance floor will inevitably lead to collisions, but this punch is obviously aimed at one's own vital points, it must be intentional! The unlucky buddy was so painful that cold sweat covered his whole face, but he didn't know who made it. . .

"Fuck you bastard, is it you! Paralysis is impatient to live, isn't it!"

The unlucky buddy glanced around and found a man looking this way, of course it was definitely not Cheng Ze.

"Forcing the cub, come here!"

The brother next to this buddy saw that his elder brother's eyes fell on that person, and raised his hand without hesitation to grab him.

"The two idiots belong to dogs, right? They bite people when they see them, and get the hell out of here."

The man who was misidentified was also not a good idiot, he was just watching the fun, but when he saw these two people coming towards him, he didn't show any weakness, so he opened his mouth and began to curse.

Or when you are fighting, you are afraid of this situation. Neither side is good at fighting. Just because of a look or a sentence, the two parties who have nothing to do with each other will not spare each other in terms of words. In the end, they fight Yes for sure.

"Fuck your mother, you're a bitch!"

The fire of this unlucky buddy doesn't know where to send it. It just so happens that someone hits the muzzle of the gun, so it's you.

"How many eyes do you have?!"

But you came in a group, and the other man didn't come alone, and when he turned around to say hello, three or two people came together.

"Oh my god, it's because of the large number of people, right? It's because of the number of people that you are a gangster! Is that how you beat your father?"

The unlucky buddy scolded for a while, and his strength also recovered, rubbed his waist again, straightened up and leaned in front of the opponent.

The dance floor, which was originally small, became more crowded because of the conflict between the two groups of people. The DJ had already discovered the situation here, and stopped the keyboard and music.

At this time, everyone's eyes on the first floor were focused on the center of the dance floor. Except for the few people in the middle, no one knew what happened. But those who didn't know the truth didn't worry about the seriousness of the matter. Instead, they all looked excitedly at the two sides of the conflict who were surrounded in the middle.

"Don't make trouble here, you're getting impatient, right!..."

Seeing something happened in the venue, the people scattered around the hall on the first floor watching the venue immediately took action. Although there were a lot of people, they couldn't squeeze into the dance floor, let alone deal with the situation.

"Grass your mother!"

The unlucky buddy relied on the strength of a tiger, and was not afraid that the so-called two fists would be difficult to defeat four hands. After recovering from his strength, he waved his fists directly at the opponent.

"A dog with no eyes!"

The other party's group was even more furious, and they came here to pick up girls for fun, who knew that they would encounter such a situation.

After a few words of disagreement, the five of them wrestled together. At the beginning, they just made two gestures, but then the movements of the five of them became louder, and they gradually took their lives.

"Don't fucking stop, one person will break one arm in a while, fuck you, get out, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The outsiders on the first floor of Happy World were even more worried if they couldn't rush in. There was a fight in the venue, and the small things were fine.

The actions of the five people in it are like a hot blockbuster. If the action is too big, it will inevitably hurt the innocent. Besides, the dance floor is not big and there are many people. After a few moves, the scene becomes even more chaotic. Later, it gradually evolved into collective cursing.

Cheng Ze moved to the outside after the first shot. When the scene became chaotic, he had already left the dance floor.

While moving, he glanced at the people and positions scattered around the hall on the first floor. When everyone's attention was drawn and they were all squeezing in the middle, Cheng Ze quietly moved towards the elevator on the far side. In the past, he even picked up a wine bottle that was on someone else's table.