The crowd in the store responded with howls and yells.
In an instant, music that was completely different from just now sounded, the volume was huge, and a strong sense of rhythm followed.
In this loud music, if you want to speak, you have to lean close to your ear and shout.
Luke could only stop chatting with the black-haired beauty around him.
He thought about it in his heart, the store started to get excited, and it would be more convenient for him to start working in it.
Many customers also seem to know the time for the real kick-off here, and they are constantly pouring in from the door, and the scene is extremely chaotic.
Suddenly, Luke's sensitive reaction felt a little uncomfortable. It was someone paying attention to him with malicious eyes.
His sensitive reaction is not strong in terms of perception, and only highly targeted maliciousness can be vaguely touched.
So, is this someone trying to kill him
He remained calm, but used his keen sense of smell to explore the past.
After a while, he found a distinct smell among most normal smells.
This smell is very clean, with a slight smell of gun oil and gunpowder plus a little normal sweat smell, so clean that it is out of place among the surrounding crowd.
Those who come here are either drinking or taking drugs. People who have not touched these two items basically have no guns on them.
What's more, this guy also wears Gucci Homme fragrance.
The gang thugs and security guards in this store don't have such a flirty habit of wearing perfume.
Luke stretched out his right hand casually, fiddling with the crystal drink sign on the bar counter as if he was bored. While it was turning, his dynamic vision saw a man in the flashing picture.
He wears a black shirt with black slacks, a pair of shiny leather shoes under his feet, and a big back hair.
Hooked nose, slightly sunken eye sockets, paired with a slightly pursed mouth, looks very cold.
Surrounded by crowds dancing crazily to the DJ music, this man is like a ghost, strolling through the crowd, and is incompatible with the hot and wild atmosphere of this nightclub.
Suddenly, Luke turned his head to look at the black-haired beauty beside him: "Tonight, can I buy you a drink alone?" As he spoke, he put his arm around her shoulder, and pulled her closer to him, like a monkey in a hurry. young people.
The black-haired beauty was startled, wondering that she didn't react just now.
Almost at the same time, she heard a slap on the wine cabinet beside her, and a wine bottle shattered.
Feeling electric in her heart, she followed Luke's pull and threw herself into his arms. Together with him, she fell off the bar and landed behind a round sofa next to her.
Luke blinked: "You... did you agree? Uh, are you still angry?"
The black-haired beauty's tense nerves couldn't help but relax, and stared at him: "What do you think?"
Luke laughed: "I think you agreed, but you were a little embarrassed, so you got angry again."
The black-haired beauty: "hat?" You really know how to comprehend other people's mental activities.
Now, the two of them were lying behind the round sofa, and the black-haired beauty was lying on his chest.
The dancing crowd just glanced at the two casually and cheered a few times, but no one cared.
In this bar, it's not uncommon to go straight to battle with live ammunition when you're happy, and flirting and flirting have no selling point.
Paying attention to the movement of the big back over there, Luke suddenly stretched his waist, turned over, and pressed her under him: "I think it's more comfortable this way."
The black-haired beauty originally wanted to say something, but suddenly her eyes froze.
Luke turned over and turned slightly sideways, which made her eyes widen.
A man in black with a gun in his back just came out from the sofa.
She lifted her short skirt with her left hand, and pulled out the ppk pistol on her thigh holster.
Clap clap!
With three shots in a row, the big back head that had just popped up was forced 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, get out of here."
Luke curled his lips: "Can't you be gentle?" But his body immediately lifted up obediently, and he sat down on the edge of the round sofa.
While he was sitting back on the ground, a small steel ball slipped out of his hand without a sound, passed under the round sofa against the ground, and rolled to the other side.
On the other side of the round sofa, the man in black with a big back just stepped down, exerted his strength suddenly, poked his head out, and aimed the gun in his hand at the beautiful black-haired beauty who was still lying on the ground.
Unexpectedly, there was something more round and slippery under his feet, and his toes swayed involuntarily, moving his body and arms.
puff!
His ready-to-fire shot hit the round sofa.
Crying in his heart, he turned his head and saw the sneer on the face of the black-haired beauty.
Clap clap!
With a muffled groan, Dabei rolled his body and hid behind the dense crowd.
He was shot in the left shoulder, all because of the inexplicable foreign object under his feet, which made his shot miss, and the first movers on both sides reversed instantly.
And Luke looked at the gun in the hand of the black-haired beauty with horror on his face: "It's just an invitation, draw the gun... can't you?"
The black-haired beauty didn't have the time to beep with him, and said in a low voice: "Get out of here." She had already started changing the magazine in her hand.
She didn't want to implicate this young man in the battle between herself and the big back, and she still liked him very much.
Luke seemed to be frightened, so he got up and ran, bumping into the bar.
Suddenly someone at the bar screamed "Ah!"
The black-haired beauty also just stood up, holding the ppk high in her hand, aiming at the bar counter, and ejaculating indiscriminately.
In the bar counter, a big man in black scrambled to the side aisle, bowed his body, covered his face and fled to the back door.
Just now, after Dabei was shot in the head and shoulder, he rolled into the crowd and took the opportunity to hide in the bar.
He was just about to stand up, and when he was rushing towards the black-haired beauty, a person bumped into the bar on his left, and a crystal drink sign flew obliquely towards him.
As soon as the head of the big back was exposed from the edge of the bar, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the crystal wine plate was cut sideways on the bridge of his nose.
Even if he closed his eyes, he still felt a severe pain in the bridge of his nose, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.
Dabeitou didn't hesitate anymore, and ran with one word.
Temporarily losing his eyes, he is likely to be instantly killed in the battle, and he would be a fool not to run.
When the ppk of the black-haired beauty beat the wine bottles in the bar, he had already crawled away from the side quickly, avoiding the end of being beaten into a hornet's nest.
At this time, the people in the carnival around noticed the abnormality.
It was too noisy in the bar, the black-clothed gun with the back of the head was equipped with a muffler, and the ppk movement of the black-haired beauty was not particularly loud.
It wasn't until there was a crackling sound from the bar that it attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd and security guards.
But before they could get around, the black-haired beauty had already chased after the black-clothed big back.
It's just that when she passed by Luke, she whispered: "Drink your juice honestly, don't follow me anymore."