Volume 1 Suspicion and Conspiracy: Ten Cheng Ze's Actions (2)
"Brother Bald, come on! Why are you dissatisfied with the girl..."
The two women who were almost clean on the left and right of the old bald man didn't notice anything wrong or uncomfortable at all. Just like usual, the addiction started, and I begged my big brothers to give me a little more ice, and then I felt completely refreshed.
"Let's go, I'm not feeling well today, I don't have time to talk to you"
Maybe only in front of Ding Minyi and Wu Tian, the old bald will put away his piercing eyes.
The two women were in the midst of hallucinations, and they didn't pay attention to the changes of the old bald at all, but occasionally caught his cold eyes looking at them.
Just at this moment, the excitement of the two of them instantly woke up halfway, and subconsciously moved their bodies away slowly.
After bypassing a partition shape on the west side of the hall, the cautious Cheng Ze immediately strode up and headed straight for the elevator in front of him. He didn't care what kind of wine he was holding, he just lifted it up and poured it into his mouth anyway. go.
"puff!"
When he filled his mouth, he sprayed out the wine again. After Cheng Ze walked back and forth quickly in the mist of wine, the elevator arrow on the wall also showed that he had reached the first floor.
"call..."
The moment before the elevator door opened, Cheng Ze let out a long breath, but the moment the elevator door opened, Cheng Ze instantly turned into a shaky drunk dandy, with blurred eyes, frivolous steps, and slanted hands. Holding a wine bottle at a slant, he floated into the elevator gesticulating with his fingers. On the last step into the elevator, he tripped over the door of the elevator, and Cheng Ze clung to the wall of the elevator indiscriminately, as if he accidentally bumped into the floor with the Arabic numeral 4.
The fourth floor of Happy World is the same size as the first floor, but it is much quieter here. Apart from not letting ordinary people come up at all, there are only four VIP rooms in such a huge place. Speaking of the fourth floor of the Happy World, outsiders may not know it, but as a criminal policeman, Cheng Zena has long been familiar with its name.
When SHDF is raided every year in SJZ City, all entertainment venues will be inspected from time to time, from time to time, and from time to time, but only the fourth floor of this happy world, the police have never come up at all, even though there is something wrong with it Sima Zhao has long been interested in any business, but everything, everyone, and even every aspect of this place are deeply involved, so Cheng Ze couldn't help but blush when thinking of the fourth floor of this happy world.
"Up above, there is someone who drank too much. He has gone to the 4th floor, deal with it."
When Cheng Ze opened the elevator, the central control room of Happy World saw this scene, because the chaos on the first floor had just started, and the news spread to the fourth floor.
Cheng Ze bent over, lowered his head, and pretended to vomit while leaning on the elevator, but in fact he was quickly calculating countermeasures in his mind, because he didn't know how many people came from the other party, and he didn't know what method the other party used.
"Oh shit..."
The only thing I know now is that I don't know whether I can handle this situation. At the beginning, I was very stiff at the police station, but when I got to the door of Happy World, I felt a little dazed, let alone now. . . Not at all. . .
But no matter how many situations there were, Cheng Ze couldn't afford to think about it. The arrow was on the string, and he had to send it. The elevator stopped at the fourth floor soon. As soon as the door opened, there was a black suit blocking the door of the elevator. Cheng Ze still lowered his head, quickly sizing up the number of leather shoes in front of him, pretending to be coughing and going out.
"This is not where you should be, get out!"
When the black suit smelled Cheng Ze's smell of alcohol, his expression turned ugly. He didn't say anything nice, and just pushed Cheng Ze who was about to shake out.
Cheng Ze was secretly delighted that the whole night of carrying the damn thing was finally getting better, so he took advantage of the other party's strength to push him, exerted force on his waist, and spun around on the spot in the posture of a drunkard.
"Hey! You mother, what are you, the king of heaven and I dare not talk to me like that"
The man in the black suit standing across from him looked like he had drunk too much, so he didn't think too much about it, but when he heard Cheng Ze's words, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and asked angrily why he didn't have long eyes , raised his foot to kick Cheng Ze's stomach.
Unable to hold back any nonsense anymore, Cheng Ze immediately changed his state the moment the opponent stepped out, straightened his body, his hands released the force on the black suit's feet, and twisted like that, only a slap was heard, He directly screwed the opponent.
"Fuck you, let someone go, fuck"
Unreasonable, Cheng Ze pulled up the arm of the opponent who had stumbled, just like what he learned in the police academy, raised his fist at the back of the head of the man in the black suit under him, and slammed it hard.
"Who! Fuck!"
The black suit who rushed over to block the door hadn't figured out what was going on before he was fooled by the drunk in front of him. He only felt his eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness before he could say a few words from his mouth.
"Oh shit..."
It was a little slow to start, Cheng Ze said something bad in his heart when he heard the guy below him yell out a few words.
Clap!
It was too late and then too fast, just a few seconds later, the doors of the two private rooms in front of Cheng Ze flew open, and what came into view were twelve or thirteen black suits that came out quickly with shouts. Each held a long, thin iron rod.
What caught the eyes of these black suits was a brother who was lying on the ground without struggling, and a brother who was pressing on his brother. . . Full of booze. . . He is raising his fist. . . people. . .
Volume 1 Suspicion and Conspiracy, Chapter 11, Cheng Ze's Actions (3)
"Who! Fuck!"
This is the fourth floor of the Happy World, and everyone is used to being arrogant. They have never encountered such a situation before. Everyone rushed towards Cheng Ze without any hesitation, raised their iron bars and rushed up.
Cheng Ze didn't have time to speak, think, or be afraid. All his actions seemed to be subconscious, and he jumped up from the ground in an instant, parrying the troubles in front of him.
The corridor was narrow, and the three people who were posing couldn't stand side by side at all, which also made up for the disadvantage of the small number of people to a certain extent.
The iron rod in front of him roared towards him, and Cheng Ze subconsciously raised his arm to block it. In the next moment, he felt his right arm go numb, and the severe pain followed. The piercing pain instantly spread from Cheng Ze's forearm to his whole body, but at the same time as he blocked one person, another iron rod in a black suit also approached Cheng Ze.
"Hold!"
As soon as Cheng Ze raised his leg, he kicked directly at the knee of the other black suit. The strength of his feet was unreserved, and he kicked the other party head-on. The iron rod in the opponent's hand.
Cheng Ze handed the iron rod to his right hand with his backhand, and then turned sideways to grab his waist. Suddenly, the strength in his hand became fierce, and he hit the neck of the remaining man in black suit.
This time, he was really bored on this buddy's vital point. Fortunately, Cheng Ze still kept his hands on his hands, so he didn't directly attack him. If he didn't talk about the black suit, he would just explain it directly, and there would be no surprises.
"The idea is tough! Talk to Brother Tian!"