The two young white men thought Ning Tao would fall to the ground, but they didn't expect that after being hit twice so hard on the head, this guy actually grinned at them!
Ning Tao smiled and said: "I said the consequences will be serious. This is your own choice, so I'm sorry."
As he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the neck of the white young man with the tattoo on his neck, and threw him behind him. The young white man flew out of his hand with a whoop, knocking over a wine table and two people drinking at the table.
Some people screamed, some shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
A few bodyguards who were watching the scene ran over from different corners.
Ning Tao didn't pay attention to the bodyguards who rushed towards him like wolves and tigers. He grabbed the wrist of the white young man who was holding half of the wine bottle and said with a smile: "You just pulled your eyelids up." , are you laughing at my small eyes?”
"Fake!" The white young man punched Ning Tao in the eye.
boom!
Hit the target with one punch.
Ning Tao's head didn't even move, and there were no dark circles under his eyes. He still maintained a faint smile on his face: "It seems that eyes are not important to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned the white young man's wrist and pushed the half of the bottle into the white young man's eye socket.
Blood spurted out, and the broken glass bottle pierced the eyeball.
"Ah-" The white young man let out a scream like a pig being killed.
Ning Tao grabbed the half of the wine bottle, pulled it out, and then stabbed it into the other eye socket of the white youth with lightning speed.
Click!
Blood splattered.
The young white man suddenly fell to the ground and passed out. He used that discriminatory action to insult the small eyes of the Chinese people, and he lost his eyes for the rest of his life.
When it comes to evil, who can be more evil than the middleman between good and evil
Ning Tao didn't even look at him again. He turned to the white young man who was hit in the abdomen and said as he walked: "You just imitated the monkey, right? I think you imitated him very much. I like your pair." The legs, they’re flexible.”
"No, no, no..." The white young man shook his head vigorously and stepped back, but leaned against the sofa.
Ning Tao stretched out his hand to grab him.
Suddenly a big black man rushed from the side and hit him.
The big black man was thrown back. Ning Tao's hand grabbed the collar of the white young man who was imitating the monkey, and suddenly kicked him on the outside of his right knee.
Click!
The sound of bones breaking sounded, but it was drowned in the deafening music.
"Ah—" A scream like a slaughtering pig came out of the mouth of the white young man who acted like a blood monkey.
But his nightmare just had another beginning. Just as he collapsed to the ground, Ning Tao stepped on his left knee again.
Click!
A broken leg is like breaking a sugar cane.
The white young man imitating the monkey's movements opened his mouth wide, but this time he couldn't even make a sound.
Although Ning Tao has the Tianzi version of the Yingu Town Spirit Talisman on his body that seals his lifelong spiritual cultivation, from the time he started practicing the primitive weapon refining method, he actually entered the realm of minor nirvana. Not only does his body reach the level of the Vajra Body in the Small Nirvana Realm, but his fists and feet have reached it, because his fists and feet are the parts most used for blacksmithing. He can even beat the dragon spirit bones into flesh and be shot, and a piece of flesh and blood can be shot. How could a white villain with a body withstand his punches and kicks
call!
Suddenly there was a sound of wind in the back of my head.
Ning Tao turned around and a chair hit him in the face.
The one who beat him was a white man, at least 1.9 meters tall, weighing at least 300 kilograms, with arms a little thicker than his thighs, and he was using an iron-leg chair from the bar.
Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, then shook.
But before he fell to the ground, another big black man jumped up from behind him, picked up a police swing stick in his hand, and hit him hard on the back of the head.
Ning Tao closed his eyes, avoided the wine on the ground, and poured it into a cleaner place.
"Beat him to death!" someone who was watching the excitement shouted.
"You guys keep playing, our boss will treat you to the next round of drinks." The big white man who smashed Ning Tao's chair said, and his voice came from the speaker system in the bar.
The bar suddenly burst into cheers.
The two bodyguards each grabbed one of Ning Tao's hands and dragged him into a fire escape, and then dragged him into an elevator.
"Damn it, who is this guy? How dare he cause trouble on our territory."
"I don't know, but this guy is so cruel, he actually stabbed someone in the eye with a wine bottle on such an occasion."
"Whoever he is, he's dead."
Several bodyguards were talking in the elevator. From their tone, Ning Tao was almost dead.
Ning Tao remained motionless and showed no reaction. His head was hit hard twice, but there was no blood on his head, and even his hair was not messed up. But none of the bodyguards noticed such a flaw.
This is Ning Tao's strategy.
He came to Minggu Bar for medical treatment. This was actually a temporary decision. He didn't have a detailed plan. He just posted a Tianzi version of Yingu Town's talisman. Seeing the two Chinese girls who were about to fall into the fire pit, he suddenly came up with this plan. Make trouble, get caught, and then be sent to the boss here to be "disposed".
"Mr. Hei", the owner of Minggu Bar, is the patient he took the initiative to treat this time.
Tiandao Medical Clinic moved to Manhattan, and the people who caused him the most trouble were not the gang in the white house, nor the CIA, but Mr. Hei, the underground king of Manhattan. Yu Gong, evil people like Mr. Hei must visit the doctor. In private, Mr. Hei sent so many people to Chinatown to look for him and arrest him, how could he not show up in person
The elevator stopped, the elevator door opened, and the two bodyguards grabbed Ning Tao's hands and dragged him out of the elevator, and then entered a room.
The room is large, gorgeously decorated, and soundproofed very well. Once the door is closed, the noisy sounds below can no longer be heard.
It has its own music, Mozart's Sonata.
A white man in a black suit sat on the sofa with his arms open, and a scantily clad black woman was nestled in his left and right arms. This white man is about forty years old. His figure is a little out of shape, but he generally looks strong. Except for his white skin, everything else on his body is black, including his necklace, rings and even socks.
Is this where the nickname "Men in Black" comes from
Maybe, maybe not, but it doesn't matter.
The important thing is that the evil aura in this person is extremely deep!
Wow!
A glass of whiskey was poured on Ning Tao's face, and his face and hair were covered with brown liquor.
Ning Tao opened his eyes cooperatively, then shook his head, acting as if he had just woken up and still didn't understand the situation.
"Who are you?" asked the white man in a black suit.
Ning Tao didn't answer and struggled to get up.
The white man in a black suit suddenly stood up, kicked Ning Tao on the chest, and then trampled Ning Tao under his feet.
"Are you... the man in black?" Ning Tao looked a little nervous.
The man in a black suit pressed his feet down hard, and his voice was filled with anger: "Who sent you here, the Mexican gang, or the Poles hiding in the corner?"
Ning Tao said: "I don't know what you are talking about. I heard that you are the underground king of this generation. I came here specifically to find you."
The white man in a black suit was stunned for a moment: "Are you looking for me?"
Ning Tao said: "Yes, I am looking for you. I think you are sick, so I came here to see you."
"Hahaha..." The man in a black suit laughed.
Several bodyguards were also amused by Ning Tao's words. The room was filled with laughter. The originally dark and tense atmosphere suddenly changed and became full of joy.
The white man in a black suit took away the foot he was stepping on Ning Tao's chest. He took off his suit and his shirt. In a blink of an eye, his exposed upper body was covered with black tattoos, but they were not the common tattoos of skulls and beasts, but a piece of tattered-looking clothes. There was also a sentence tattooed on his ribs: No illness, no death, the clothes of the night. .
This is where the nickname "The Man in Black" comes from.
"Boss, he stabbed a kid in the eye with a wine bottle. Should we beat him up and hand him over to the police, or what should we do with him?" a black bodyguard asked.
The man in black waved his hand and slapped him.
There was a crisp sound.
The black bodyguard who was beaten covered his face and was a little confused. He obviously didn't know why his boss hit him. It is a very serious sin to pierce a person's eyes. Considering this kid's Chinese identity, the judge will definitely not show mercy. This kid will probably go to jail, and they won't need to take any action to achieve the purpose of punishment. He thought he made a good suggestion, but he didn't expect that what he got instead of praise was a slap.
The man in black said fiercely: "Leave it to the police? You idiot, do you still want to receive a good citizen award? I want everyone to know that no matter who makes trouble here, the end will be tragic!"
A white bodyguard said to the two black pearls sitting on the sofa: "What are you still doing sitting here? Get out."
The two black pearls seemed to realize what was about to happen, and hurriedly got up from the sofa and ran out of the door.
The man in black squatted next to the sofa and inhaled a line of white powder on the coffee table. With an unpleasant sound, the line of white powder got into his nostrils. He rubbed his nose, and his whole body seemed to be sublimated instantly, entering a state of transcendence and sainthood.
Then he took out a silver aluminum alloy box from under the coffee table. The box was not big. After opening it, it was revealed that it contained torture instruments. There are pliers for pulling out people's teeth or nails, sharp knives, canned liquefied gas cutters, axes, hammers, etc.
Ning Tao got up from the ground.
Two bodyguards came up immediately, grabbed his arms one on the left and one on the right, and pressed his shoulders at the same time, making him unable to move.
The man in black picked up an ax from the aluminum alloy box and walked towards Ning Tao: "No one can cause trouble here. Last time there was a Mexican killer selling goods here. Do you know what happened to him? He It has been made into chicken feed!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly swung his legs and kicked Ning Tao in the face.
This action is clean and neat, and full of Kung Fu flavor.
However, Ning Tao smiled after being beaten.