1246 You shout
Regardless of whether it's easy or not, it has to be done.
Li Fan wanted to find Liu Xiaowan and quickly took her back to China. No matter what the reason is, Li Fan will never let a woman leave him!
"Brother, this is the territory of the local gang."
Lao Biao drove Li Fan himself to a bar at the entrance of Chinatown. The appearance of this bar is very good, hundreds of times better than a small store like Big Foot. A beautiful three-story building, bustling with people outside and bustling with people inside.
There were two white security guards outside the bar, each of them tall and round, with guns hanging on their waists.
When Li Fan walked over, the two security guards immediately stopped him.
"Stop, Chinese are not allowed to enter here!"
The two security guards glared and yelled at Li Fan.
"Oh? This is a place owned by Chinese, why not let Chinese in?"
Li Fan was not angry and asked with a smile.
"Fuck! You talk a lot!"
A security guard was furious and reached out to push Li Fan. He is nearly 1.9 meters tall and has a strong build. Normally, with a body like Li Fan's, he would be easily knocked down. But Li Fan reached out and grabbed the white security guard's wrist, then twisted it.
There was a snap, and the white man's wrist was broken off. Then Li Fan twisted his arm and pressed him to the ground. Then he kicked the white security guard in the temple, knocking him unconscious.
Li Fan made a clean move that surprised the other white security guard.
"Fuck you!"
He cursed loudly, then pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Li Fan.
But Li Fan turned around and kicked the pistol away. Then he raised his leg again and kicked the security guard on the head.
On the dragon-slaying platform, the legs rise and fall.
Li Fan's attacks are precise and effective, and he can kill with one hit.
Lao Biao was a little dumbfounded, this little bully was really powerful. With him alone, the entire Chinatown was conquered in minutes!
"Let's go and meet that Anthony... Oh, by the way, there's also Brother Liang."
Li Fan pushed open the door of the bar and was faced with a huge blast of metal music, which almost knocked Li Fan out.
Damn it, although I have been to bars before, this bar in Chinatown is too noisy, far better than the one opened by Zhou Guifei.
"who are you?"
The lights inside flickered, and a bartender saw Li Fan and the others coming in through the lights, and was very alert.
No Chinese are welcome here, even those damn local gangsters in Chinatown, they can't enter this bar through the front entrance, they can only enter the back door where they need to work!
All people of color are damn stupid pigs, they only deserve to be dominated by white people!
"Just in time."
As soon as Li Fan stretched out his hand, the bartender was immediately caught from the air and suspended in front of Li Fan. He looked horrified, struggled desperately, and kept kicking his legs.
He had no idea what was happening, but the feeling of death was already upon him.
"Where is your boss?"
Li Fan asked coldly, his voice was obviously very small, but it reached the bartender's ears clearly.
The bartender thought he had encountered the devil and quickly pointed out the location of the boss.
"fine thanks."
Li Fan put the bartender down and threw it aside.
The bartender was lying on the ground against the wall. He looked at Li Fan's back, suddenly stretched out his hand, and took out a pistol from his arms.
Li Fan didn't look back, just turned his back to him, stretched out his hand, and shook it with his palm.
"Click!"
The bartender's head was twisted 180 degrees and he died.
"You are seeking your own death..."
Lao Biao couldn't help but curl his lips. Li Fan obviously gave him a chance to survive, but in the end, this guy didn't cherish it!
The music in the bar was so loud that no one knew anyone had died here. Li Fan started a secret war in the bar. He kept walking towards the target. There were many white security guards stopping him along the way, but Li Fan easily got rid of them.
The equipment of these people is obviously much better than that of the Northeast Gang and Taiwan Gang. The pistols are all m1911, and some are even equipped with anti-terrorism submachine guns such as MP5.
Obviously, these people are well-trained and not ordinary gangsters. But even if they were carrying rocket launchers, Li Fan was not afraid. He destroyed Ku La and quickly reached the office on the second floor. And Lao Biao followed him all the way, extremely safe.
It was also the first time for Lao Biao to enter this bar. How much money did this place make in a year? He couldn't help but feel a little jealous. But thinking that he would be destroyed soon, he put away his jealousy.
No matter how much money you make, you have to spend your life!
Li Fan quickly walked to the office door. He raised his foot and kicked the door open.
In this office, a middle-aged Chinese man wearing a floral shirt sat among a group of women, hugging each other and smoking drugs. He seemed to be about to ascend to heaven.
When he saw Li Fan walking in, he shook his head and said in a daze.
"Who is it? Come here? Let's play together?"
"This is Brother Liang, but judging from his appearance, he should be disabled."
Lao Biao sneered twice, "How can you just get involved in drugs?"
"Others leave."
Li Fan gave the order, "I'll give you ten seconds."
With that said, Li Fan gave Lao Biao a look, and Lao Biao immediately pulled out his pistol and signaled.
The girls were so frightened that they ran away without even having time to put on their clothes.
"Yeah... I seem to be living a pretty good life these days... "
Lao Biao slapped a girl on the butt, and couldn't help but feel jealous on his face.
"Hey, why did you all leave... Come back and play together... Oh my God..."
Brother Liang even shouted a few times in confusion.
"I'll paralyze you!"
Lao Biao stepped forward and slapped him in the face, sending him flying off the sofa and throwing him to the ground.
"Where's Anthony? Where did he go?"
Brother Liang was grabbed by Lao Biao, drool was lying on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at him with empty eyes.
"Anthony...who is it..."
"It's your dad!"
Lao Biao raised his hand, shot left and right, and kept hitting Brother Liang on the face. After pumping for more than five minutes, Lao Biao's hands were red. Brother Liang finally woke up from the pain, looked at Lao Biao, and screamed.
"Lao Biao! Cao Ni Ma, why are you here?"
He subconsciously went to get the pistol and found that his pistol had already been held by Lao Biao and pointed at his head.
"You, you are crazy, everyone here belongs to me! As long as I give my order, you will not survive!"
Brother Liang shouted.
"You shout."
Lao Biao was happy, there was no one else here, they were all eliminated by Li Fan.
"Someone, someone, come!"
Brother Liang tore his throat and shouted for a long time, but no one paid attention.
His face finally changed, from red to pale.
Could it be that all of his own people were killed