There are not many people in this bar, it seems that the hall is quite open, Lu Feng stood at the door of the bar and slowly glanced around, and did not see anyone coming to greet him, the waiters inside were busy with something, as if they did not see themselves.

After taking a few steps forward, he casually stopped a waiter who walked forward briskly with a tray in both hands and asked, "Whose territory is this?"

The waiter looked at Lu Feng with a strange expression, and asked puzzledly, "You, who are you looking for?

"Aren't the Wyverns here? I'm looking for the Wyverns. Lu Feng was helpless, so he could only answer directly.

The waiter's face suddenly turned ugly, his eyes widened, he looked at Lu Feng, and asked in a wary tone, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to worry about this, you just need to tell me who is the head of the Wyvern Gang, not in this bar. Lu Feng didn't want to pay attention to this waiter.

From his tone, he felt that there seemed to be the stewards of the Wyvern Gang here, so he walked forward, who knew that the waiter in front of him was holding the iron plate with one hand, and the other hand was directly stretched out to block Lu Feng, and said: "You came here to make trouble? I told you that this is the territory of the Wyvern Gang, but it is not your ......"

Without finishing a sentence, he was directly kicked out by Lu Feng, "The territory of the Flying Dragon Gang, that's right, it's here to make trouble." ”

Lu Feng didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, the original plan was to clear the power of this Wyvern Gang, and then let him dominate the territory here, just like this bar is the territory of their Wyvern Gang, then he doesn't have to be polite, anyway, sooner or later there will be a fight, it's better to do it as soon as possible.

He kicked a waiter like this, and the tray he was holding fell to the ground, making a clanging sound, which immediately attracted other people, hula, and rushed over five or six people, looking at the clothes that were all those waiters.

Lu Feng frowned, looked strangely at the young people, wearing the uniforms of bar waiters, and asked strangely, "What's the matter? The subordinates of the Wyvern Gang have all started to become waiters, or have all the waiters joined the Wyvern Gang?"

Of course, no one opened his question to explain, since he had already started beating people, the other waiters did not politely wait for Lu Feng to speak, and rushed up, picking up all kinds of weapons, just to fight Lu Feng to the end.

Lu Feng didn't think about talking well when he came in, as long as he understood that this was the territory of the Flying Dragon Gang, then he didn't mind smashing down shop by store, all the way to Jia Ye's point, which would be assigned to him for management in the future.

So Lu Feng's speed was very fast, leaning over to avoid the attack of one of the waiters, and then kicked the smashed chair again, and punched out at the nearest waiter, and with a bang, directly knocked the person away.

In the mouth spitting blood, Lu Feng turned around and didn't look at it, and immediately rushed to the other people, and the banging sound immediately triggered a burst of wailing, and in the bar that was just calm, it was a mess in a blink of an eye, screaming again and again.

Lu Feng sneered twice, and said to the nearest waiter: "I shouldn't have done it with you, but I'm in a hurry, and I don't have the time to talk to you. ”

The waiter's arm was broken by Lu Feng's punch, and the pain was incomparable, so he didn't dare to disobey Lu Feng's question, so he could only grit his teeth and not howl, and slowly replied: "The person in charge of the Flying Dragon Gang is inside, and you came in to smash the field because of their words?"

"They, what are they?" Lu Feng frowned and asked strangely.

But I saw that this waiter didn't answer, biting his lip stubbornly, and he looked like I wouldn't even torture you to extract a confession.

"Hehe, if you don't say it, don't say it, won't the people inside still say it?" Lu Feng ignored them, and after slowly scanning his gaze, he walked inside.

Before coming to the door of the inner room, he stretched out his hand to pull the doorknob, but a sense of crisis inexplicably rose in Lu Feng's heart.

It was a subtle sensation that could not be expressed in words, but he knew the danger, and this innate awareness was not heard through the eyes and ears, but a physical intuition that had been on the battlefield for a long time and was accustomed to seeing life and death.

There is danger, and the danger does not come from behind, but from the front door.

A thought flashed quickly in Lu Feng's mind, his hand did not directly open the door, but quickly dodged to both sides, and just avoided the front of the door, he heard a dense thumping sound in his ears.

Countless gunshots rang out, directly smashing a door, if Lu Feng still stupidly pushed the door in, it is estimated that he would also be beaten into a sieve by such a dense number of bullets.

At this time, he just leaned his back against the wall, squinting at the door full of bullet holes, and did not make any movement, and heard a bang, and the door was kicked out of the door, hitting the body of a bar waiter, and directly knocked the waiter who had finally stood up into the air again, and the bone was broken.

"It's funny, I haven't seen who it is, so I beat one of my own people first. Lu Feng opened his mouth coldly, took two steps back slightly, and saw who the person who came out of the door was.

I saw a few expressionless men slowly walking out of it, 180 cm tall, flat head, and the muscles on their bodies were tight, like cheetahs that were about to fly and pounce on food at any time, in the face of Lu Feng's provocative and teasing words, these people had no expression, as if they couldn't hear, just the muzzle in their hands, slowly turned around, and aimed in the direction where Lu Feng was standing.

"They're just ordinary gang members, it's nothing, but you, you're a Nether Killer?" In the passage inside, a middle-aged man's voice slowly sounded, his tone was calm, but it was full of bloody killing intent.

Lu Feng hadn't seen the appearance of this middle-aged man yet, just listening to what he said, he could immediately hear a strong murderous intent from it, and his heart moved, and he immediately judged that the owner of this voice had not only seen blood, but also must have killed many people, and was a ruthless person.

Nodding slightly, he secretly thought that the high-ranking person of the Wyvern Gang he was looking for might be him, but what was the matter with thinking that he was a Nether Killer? Could it be that the people of the Wyvern Gang had provoked the Nether Killer? Or someone had bought the Nether Killer to find trouble with the Wyvern Gang?

This book was first published in Reading Rim