"One!" The rotten boy was frightened. He didn't know how to answer Li Yan, but Li Yan suddenly shouted 1. Before the voice was over, Li Yan appeared behind the rotten boy. At the same time, that bad boy's right arm appeared strangely in Li Yan's hand.
But there was a bowl-thick wound on that rotten boy's right arm linking his scapula. Blood red spurted from the wound suddenly, like the red wine "Bloody Mary" with a salty taste, and it hit it. The faces of customers in several bars close by.
Screams, screams again, but this time not one, but a group! Everyone didn't see how Li Yan did it, but the rotten boy's arm was indeed torn off by Li Yan.
"I'll give you two more chances. If you don't choose the way of death, I will send you to the King of Hades directly." Li Yan's voice is still so cold, without any warmth.
But as soon as Li Yan finished speaking, the rotten boy whose arm was torn off by Li Yan was directly fainted on the ground in pain.
Li Yan snorted coldly when he saw it, and his spirit swept across, seeing that this rotten boy had indeed fainted. Li Yan didn't speak, the killing intent in his eyes faded away, and Li Yan directly threw the rotten boy's torn arm to the ground. Li Yan had only really moved his intention to kill. If this bad boy dared to say something arrogant just now, according to Li Yan's decisive and ruthless style of killing evil people, Li Yan wouldn't mind pulling his head off his neck in public.
At this moment, Li Yan was no longer a monster in everyone's eyes, but a devil, a bloodthirsty demon, the bar was strangely quiet, and everyone in the quiet didn't even dare to take a breath.
"Let's go." Li Yan slapped his hands, and said lightly at Si Lao Er and Si Xinjie, who was already a little frightened.
Seeing the mess on the ground, Si Lao Er all fell to the ground, and immediately winked at his niece Si Xinjie, and took Si Xinjie's arm to go out.
Under the eyes of everyone, no one dared to stop Li Yan and the three of them, but when Li Yan was about to walk to the door, a loud shout came out from outside the door: "His sister, who is so courageous, dare to fight? I am the people of Akun!"
Five or six middle-aged people walked outside the door, and behind them followed the rotten boy who had just fled.
The rotten boy was trembling when he saw Li Yan, and he wanted to raise his finger to identify Li Yan, but his finger trembling involuntarily dropped again.
The head of the scolding man was a bald head, not tall, but his stomach was like a mountain bag, and he was shooting viciously in the bar.
But what made Akun feel puzzled was that many people in the bar looked at him with pity, as if he was about to enter the coffin.
"Are you their eldest brother?" Li Yan asked faintly in standard Mandarin.
"I was the one who beat me. Come at me." Li Yan added another sentence, still with an indifferent expression.
When A Kun heard this, he couldn't help but stunned, and said to his heart, what a good boy's tone is so arrogant, don't you want to have fun? Okay, I want you to know how the two words Hong Kong Wangzai Kun are written!
"Go! Destroy him!" Akun shouted, pointing at Li Yan.
"Yes!" The four middle-aged men next to A Kun are fighting with their bare hands. The four middle-aged men are actually practicing family. They put out their posture, and the four of them are quite deterrent.
But Li Yan's face was still indifferent.
"Puff puff puff puff!" With four soft sounds, Li Yan didn't want to entangle with these social scums anymore, and immediately used his best ability, acupuncture.
The four middle-aged men stood motionless on the spot. They didn't expect that Li Yan would even click acupuncture points. While they overestimated themselves, they also underestimated Li Yan.
Uproar! There was an uproar, and Li Yan had just taken a shot, and he was in control-the four men who were in their prime of life, this quick and easy way to move, is more deterrent than the bloody battle just now!
The four middle-aged men of the middle-aged party kung fu were all subdued. The rotten boy who confided to Akun can basically not be counted in the effective combat power. Just a moment later, Akun, who was still showing his power, turned out to be successful. Commander of the polished rod.
Akun was stunned, he didn't expect Li Yan to be so strong.
In fact, it's not that Li Yan is too strong, but A Kun and the group are too weak. Think about Li Yan's identity? The masters of the first-level Dzogchen realm of "Hundred Maidens", and the people like Akun are just scumbags who dare to scream and scream on the streets of Hong Kong from the ordinary grandfather and grandmother who manage the vegetable stalls to collect some protection fees.
"Don't come here! Otherwise I will shoot!" Akun, who became a polished commander, saw Li Yan approaching, and hurriedly took out a pistol from his pocket and tremblingly pointed his gun at Li Yan.
Hong Kong is a special administrative region of China. Hong Kong looks beautiful both day and night, but behind the bustling, Hong Kong is also a place where dirt and dirt are hidden.
The underworld gangs here have a level of gunfire that far exceeds that of neighboring Shenzhen.
Seeing the gun in A Kun's hand, Li Yan sneered. Immediately, Li Yan stretched out his slap like lightning, and slapped A Kun's wrist sharply.
"Bang!" A gunshot!
The crowd was so scared that they fled, and the scene in the bar became extremely chaotic for a time. The bullet had no eyes, the small one had a hole in his body, and the large one lost his life. Seeing Akun shooting, the onlookers all sat down. Can't help it.
But Akun didn't look relaxed after firing this shot at Li Yan, but became even more nervous.
Just now, Li Yan's slap slapped Akun's muzzle to the floor. Akun's shot made a hole in the bar floor, but it didn't bloom on Li Yan's body.
Now the pistol has been taken into his own hands by Li Yan.
Seeing Li Yan smiling at him with a gun, Akun's face suddenly turned pale: "Big... Big brother, little brother has no eyes to see Mount Tai, you go around the little brother once."
"Hmph, you can go around, but you have to pay a price!" Li Yan snorted coldly, and wanted to tell the man to let you go? You look at the men too kind-hearted, right
Akun's face suddenly disappeared after hearing this. He just wanted to speak, but Li Yan did not hesitate to pull the trigger and shoot a bullet through his thigh.
"Ah~~~" The shrill scream became the theme song tonight in the bar. Akun fell to the ground in pain and twitched.
"Teach you a long lesson, don't let the men run into you again next time." After Li Yan finished this sentence, he was about to leave here with Si Lao Er and Si Xinjie.
But at this moment, two police officers rushed in.
"Don't move! No one is allowed to leave here." The two Hong Kong police officers swiftly took out their guns and shouted at the people in the bar. Now there are very few people left in the bar, except for Li Yan. With the scum like A Kun, there was only an unidentified man who was watching this scene with great interest while drinking foreign wine.
After seeing Akun and the situation in the bar, the two police officers immediately asked Akun who was still conscious: "Who fired the shot?"
Seeing the police coming over, A Kun's eyes lit up, but he looked at Li Yan, recalling Li Yan's cold-blooded look just now, and a little trembling about whether he wanted to identify Li Yan.
But he hadn't spoken yet, but he heard a male voice say: "Mr. Police, no one is shooting here!"
The two Hong Kong police officers turned their heads, but saw the man who had been sitting in his seat drinking foreign wine, got up and came to them.
"No one fired? There is clearly someone who has been wounded but no one has fired!?" One of the Hong Kong police officers yelled at the man.
The man did not speak and handed the Hong Kong policeman a postcard.
The Hong Kong police officer hesitated for a while, but still took it. When he saw the content on the postcard, his face was gray, and he hurriedly said: "It turned out to be Mr. Huo. It was really a misunderstanding just now. No one shot it. Let's go."
Two Hong Kong police officers came and went in a hurry.
After seeing them leave, the mysterious man turned around and stretched out his hand to Li Yan: "Friend, Menggui, Mingcheng, the third head of the big circle gang, the owner of this Lan Kwai Fong bar, I don’t know my friend. How do you call it?"