In the evening, a group of fox friends and dog friends basically arrived, everyone had a good drink in the bar of Seven, and then they were still unsatisfied, and Seven pulled us to find a place to sing.

I'm in a very good mood, for the first time in many days, I have completely relaxed my emotions, the only fly in the ointment is that Hansen always follows me, like a cold-faced god, like a black iron tower.

In a singing room, a room full of people laughing and laughing and making people turn their backs, Ah Lin and I were both drunk, and Seven didn't dare to drink much under Yanran's supervision.

In a daze, I got up to go to the bathroom, and when I came out of the private room, Hansen, who was sitting on the sofa outside, immediately stood up and followed me.

"When I go to the toilet, do you want to follow?" I said with a sneer. Hansen hesitated, but finally didn't follow.

I went to the toilet and suddenly felt my stomach churning, I subconsciously rushed to a toilet bowl, and vomited out of my mouth, and the things I ate at night and the beer I drank turned into filth and poured out of my mouth. I was dizzy, I threw up so much that I almost threw up bile, and then I lay there weakly panting for air, tears and snot on my face.

It took me a long time to struggle to stand up, staggered to the edge of the pool, and washed my face. Stimulated by the cold tap water, I was only slightly more sober.

At this moment, a man behind me walked in from outside. He was also full of alcohol and drunk. The man was short, lean and lean. When he was done, he walked up behind me, patted me, and motioned for me to give way.

I turned my head, just about to tell him to wait a minute, the mutation is protruding!

He suddenly shook out a black rope in his hand, and strangled my neck from behind, I felt a sharp tightening on my neck, and I immediately subconsciously wanted to shout, but my throat was strangled, and I could only make a hoarse sound, and I couldn't scream at all. My hands immediately reflexively grabbed back, but they were empty. I was so frightened that I struggled to the death, but the more I struggled, the tighter the rope around my neck became...... The man strangled me hard and dragged me into the toilet. I couldn't breathe in my chest, and my strength was getting smaller and smaller. He was dragged all the way to the toilet, his legs kept kicking, and even his leather shoes were kicked off.

I had a thought in my heart: I'm going to die, I'm going to die...... Who is going to kill me......

"What are you doing!" Suddenly a man's shout came from the door. Then a man rushed over and kicked the man behind me. The man was kicked and stumbled in a hurry, and his hand was slightly delivered. I immediately felt the rope around my neck not tighten so tightly, and a breath of fresh air rushed into my lungs...... Oh, God! I never thought the air would be so sweet!

After two breaths of air, my mind was immediately conscious. It was my driver who rushed in from outside, and I had already told him to go home from work in the evening. I don't know how he showed up and saved my life.

But I didn't have time to react, the guy who strangled me with a rope was very powerful, and after being kicked in a hurry, he immediately rolled over and knocked the driver down with a punch, and he punched with terrifying force! Seeing how thin he was, he actually knocked my driver down with one punch, and then he made up for it and kicked the driver in the head. In less than ten minutes, he tackled the driver and pounced on me again. I didn't know why, but I subconsciously shouted, "Help!" help！ Hansen! "Before I could shout a second time, my neck tightened, and the damn rope somehow came back on, and I couldn't even see his movements.

This time I was prepared, holding on to the rope with one hand to keep him from tightening, and then with the other hand, I threw my elbow back. But that guy was so powerful that he put his knee against my body, so that my body couldn't struggle at all. A terrible thought rushed into my head: this guy is no ordinary robber, he is here to kill me!

There was a low roar at the door, and a black shadow rushed in like the wind. Hansen finally heard me shouting. Hansen's eyes were like lightning, and he dodged to us, and struck the man with his fist. The man immediately let go of me and blocked Hansen's punch with his forearm. Then Teng Teng took a few steps back. Hansen grabbed my tie first and shoved me behind him. Then he let out a low roar and lunged at the man again.

The man's body was unusually nimble, and then Hansen's offensive was also ferocious. Apparently far superior to the opponent in terms of strength. The man kicked Hansen in the waist sideways, but Hansen only shook slightly, and hit him in the stomach with a backhand, the man's face changed dramatically, and he took a few steps back as soon as he bent his body, and at this moment there was still a trace of drunkenness on his face, a pair of small eyes were shining, and he glanced at me who fell to the ground, and then suddenly turned around and punched the toilet window behind him, and then his body ran out like a tanuki. Hansen threw himself to the window, but was already a step too late.

Hansen turned to me and pulled me up from the ground.

From Hansen coming in, to the two fighting, to the person fleeing, the whole process is only more than 20 seconds, but I have grown so big, except for the scenes in the movie, I have never experienced such a thrilling thing. To be honest, I'm a little confused. My body is weak, half of it is because of the lack of oxygen just now, and the other half, hum, is scared. At the end of the day, I'm just an ordinary person.

Hansen asked me in a low voice, "Mr. Chen, are you okay?" I gasped for a moment, nodded, and ran over to look at the driver. Hansen crouched down, checked it out, and said to me, "It's okay, he just got kicked and fainted, and he will wake up with a little headache in a while." ”

I calmed down a bit: "I'll take him to the hospital later, don't leave any concussions or anything." ”

Hansen shook his head: "No, that person is very measured." Look at his outstretched hand, it's a profession. ”

My heart sank, "Are you sure?" ”

Hansen's face was also solemn: "I can't be mistaken, sir. ”

I was speechless, I was shocked, I couldn't imagine that someone would come to assassinate Lao Tzu. Hansen hesitated for a moment and said, "Looking at his skills, it seems to be Vietnamese." ”

"Vietnamese?" I exclaimed.

"Yes, sir." Hansen thought for a moment: "The tool he used to strangle your neck is a favorite tool used by Vietnamese special forces, and during the Vietnam War, many American soldiers died in the jungle like this." ”

"!" I scolded hard. It's a mess in my head.

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