Chapter 209 The old man is too cruel

Chapter 209 The old man is too ruthless

At the beginning of the night. Hokkaido has a little coolness in early autumn.

Two gray Toyota cars drove out of the courtyard. Fengzi, Wu Yu and Liu Gang sat in the car in front of them, driving under the wild three talents. Several people have short guns around their waists. This is Hokkaido, Dahe's nest. It's right to bring a guy. In the back car, a 30-year-old man sat in the co-driver's seat. He was extremely ordinary and looked slightly tired. Only a pair of tigers flashed in his eyes. This man was wearing a human skin mask on Sunday. Sitting in the back row, there was no movement on the old man's thin face. His legs were coiled on the seat, like an old monk, closing his eyes and recuperating.

I felt a change in the footsteps on Sunday. The old man changed his clothes, and Wu Renliu put on a gray suit, with a blue tie on his thin neck and a pair of new leather shoes on his feet. Sunday looked at the thin old man with his eyes slightly closed from the rearview mirror, and looked at the old man Bu in new clothes. Zhou Tian suddenly felt as if he was going to pay for the old man.

Although Zhou Tian thinks so, in fact, great changes have taken place in old man Bu. The *** swing on the old man's body has long disappeared. There is a domineering look in his expression. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, like a smile, which makes people feel bottomless and cold, like a death who can take people's lives at any time. His knees are coiled on the seat, as stable as Mount Tai.

Zhou Tian, who was still a little worried, suddenly felt extremely confident. Even if he is a man, he can indulge in love, and he can kill invisible people. He is happy with kindness and hatred, and licks blood with a knife, which is also happy.

Two cars drove along the sea for more than ten minutes and entered the urban area of Hokkaido. Another two or three kilometers eastward, and the Toyota in front of it honked three horns to speed up.

Just drove Wu and looked sideways at Zhou Tian in the co-driver's position. Laughing. At that time, Zhou Tian changed a good man's mask and went downstairs to the living room. Several people all opened their mouths wide. If you want to be easy, don't make yourself so obscene.

Zhou Tian saw the Toyota car in front of him accelerating away and glanced at a three-story building on the left side of the car. There was a plaque hanging on the door with the words: Silver Pavilion. The small building has some Chinese style, carved columns and jade columns, which are magnificent. Sunday motioned the general to stop the car. It's a little bit like driving again. Two laughs. Open the door, quickly run to the side, bow your head and bow your waist, like a secretary or a follower who strives to please the master, respectfully open the door for old man Bu, dodged and stood by the door, stretching out his right hand. A slender arm stretched out from the car, Zhou Tian immediately reached out to hold it, and then saw a skinny man who was as dry as dead in the desert slowly coming down from the car.

Zhou Tian suddenly felt a king's spirit from the old man Bu. He only saw that the old man Bu's eyebrows were slightly locked, his eyes were shining, his little head was raised, and his eyes were empty, showing off his power. His face was not angry and majestic, and he raised his feet and walked to the gate of the Silver Pavilion.

Zhou Tian followed the old man closely.

Silver Pavilion, the most upscale private club in Hokkaido. That is, it is a private club, and of course it is a membership system. Two young men in black suits stood in front of the door with a respectful expression and were checking the documents of the personnel entering the club. The two noticed that the two were approaching on Sunday. Looking at the old man raising his little head and pretending to be 13, they smiled secretly. There are many such goods. Why do you pretend to be rich? Rich people can ride your broken Toyota. The two took a look at the parking lot next to the Silver Pavilion, which was full of good cars that could say their names on the earth. For several years in the Silver Pavilion, they had never met an alien who could enter and exit the Silver Pavilion by a broken Toyota.

The old man walked to the door. A black suit bent down and bowed to the old man. These two black suits have been in the Silver Pavilion for many years. Although they can see at a glance that the old man Bu is also a person who pretends to cheat 13 to eat and drink, they are not careless. If they are mistaken for a moment, this is the behind-the-scenes boss of which group or the boss's father, the consequences will be serious. It's just a nod and salute. It's not surprising that many people are polite, hey, but if you don't get a membership card later, you old boy, and the papaya-like support behind you, you will make you look good.

Old man Bu snorted, his eyebrows were not raised, and he was extremely arrogant. He looked at the two black suits as nothing, and raised his feet to enter the door.

Is this man not understanding, or has he pretended? A black suit reached out in front of the old man and said, "Sir, please show me your membership card"

How can old man Bu understand the bird in the black suit? The old man's face became colder and colder. Stop and look back at Sunday.

It's very cold on Sunday. Before you came, you said everything was up to you. How come you can't do anything if you meet two doorkeepers! If you can't even get in the door, why kill Koizumi?

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly to Zhou Tian. Sunday is puzzled. It's useless for you to wink with me. Those two black door gods are not allowed to enter. We can't start killing people now.

Old Bu saw that Zhou Tian was stupid and didn't understand what he meant. A secret scolding, Zhuge Laoer, where did you find such a nerd apprentice? Isn't it? He squeezed a pair of mouse eyes to Sunday.

Zhou Tian suddenly realized that this old man couldn't understand the birds. He took a step forward in a hurry, lowered his body, lay down in the ear of the old man and said, "These two goods always ask you for membership cards"

"Ao" nodded, turned around, straightened his upper body, raised his little head slightly, and looked angrily at the two black suits. Old man Bu grinned and sneered like a devil. A big yellow hand reached into the suit and slowly took out a golden card.

Sunday, behind the old man, saw the card taken out by the old man and sweated in his heart. Sir, this can't be done. It turned out that old man Bu was holding a ** actress's whoring card in his hand. Where did this old man get this thing? In fact, this thing was still given on Sunday. On Sunday, in order to attract old man Bu, he once gave old man Bu two boxes**. This card was found by the old man from the medicine box and has always been kept as a treasure.

The old man's face was gloomy, holding a card with plump * breast * buttocks in his hand and handed it to two black suits. Zhou Tian secretly hated why he found such an out of tune. He clenched his fists and raised his true anger. He only waited for the black suit to lose his temper and was about to do it.

Old man Bu handed the card to a black suit. He didn't wait for the man to understand and quickly pulled it out and handed it to another black suit. However, when he saw that the black suit took the card and held it in front of him, he looked at it with a smile, and immediately bent down to the old man Bu and said, "President Bu, please come in, we have prepared seats for you." The other black suit also nodded and bowed to old man Bu and apologized directly.

The old man Bu hummed and didn't say anything. He raised his foot into the Silver Pavilion angrily. Sunday was stunned and quickly followed the old man.

What's going on? Sunday doesn't understand. Seeing that the old man entered the silver pavilion, he still looked rich and received the card in his suit. The two found a quiet corner on the first floor and sat down. Zhou Tian faced the main gate of the Silver Pavilion and observed the movement at any time.

After a middle-aged male waiter left, Zhou Tian smiled at old man Bu and asked, "Senior, what's going on?"

Bu Feiyan took a sip of tea, his eyebrows stood slightly, his rotten eyes were wide open, and he hummed. He took the prostitute card out of his suit pocket and handed it to Sunday. At this time, Sunday had vaguely understood that old man Bu must have tamped with this card. No one paid attention to it. He put the card between his nose, and a strange fragrance entered his nose.

The old man took the card from Zhou Tian's hand and put it in his clothes. Thousands of flowers are lost. Old man Bu smiled gnarly and whispered.

"What is it?" Zhou Tian suddenly felt that his brain was a little fuzzy and quickly shook his head. A warm air in his body surged up from Dantian. After a moment, he was refreshed.

"Hey." Old man Bu said proudly, "Kid, if it hadn't been for that detoxification pill, you wouldn't have been able to distinguish between the north and the south."

"Awesome, awesome, the senior is the senior." Sunday's bad smile, this old guy looks really good at it.

As the night thickened, the Silver Pavilion club slowly became lively. From time to time, men and women in bright clothes pushed the door in. Whisper, find a seat, and talk about tea. More than 20 seats have been seated on the first floor.

I didn't see anyone going upstairs on Sunday. By going to the bathroom, Sunday saw three strong men in white shirts standing at the entrance of the stairs, and two or three figures could be faintly seen at the entrance of the second floor. On Sunday, I saw these people bulging around their waists, obviously with weapons.

Zhou Tian sneered in his heart. Returning to his seat, he filled the cup with tea and whispered to the old man Bu what he saw.

Old Bu just laughed a few times. I picked up the fragrant tea and enjoyed it very much.

The two sat in the Silver Pavilion for about half an hour. On Sunday, I saw the gate of the Silver Pavilion open again.

"Koizumi, this is Koizumi." Zhou Tian saw Koizumi in a silver-gray suit and walked into the gate with his head slightly lowered. Watanabe was dressed in a black suit and followed closely. He whispered to the old man Bu who was drinking tea.

Old man Bu held a white porcelain teacup and looked sideways at Koizumi, sneering.

Several individual guests in the Silver Pavilion got up and asked when they saw that it was Koizumi who entered the door. Watanabe drank coldly. Koizumi looked peaceful and went straight through the first floor to the entrance of the corridor. Two young men in white motioned Koizumi to stop. One of them touched Koizumi for examination.

"Isn't the white shirt from Koizumi?" On Sunday, when I saw the man in white inspecting Koizumi, I thought to him. Which force would that be? Will it be a person of the oraic?

After checking Koizumi and Watanabe, the man in white found no weapons. He bowed to Koizumi and motioned them to go upstairs. Koizumi smiled at the young man in white and walked up to the second floor.

When Zhou Tian stood in front of the corridor and was examined by the man in white, he just turned his back to Zhou Tian. Sunday believes that as long as he rushes to Koizumi, he can twist Koizumi's head off. Sunday clenched his fists and clenched his silver teeth.

Bu Feiyan laughed and whispered to Zhou Tian, "Let others live a few more minutes, and you will die."

Less than five minutes from Koizumi went upstairs, the gate of the Silver Pavilion was gently pushed open. Sunday suddenly felt the original qi rising crazily in his body. A huge danger is approaching.

Master, definitely a master.

PS: Ask for a ticket leisurely. Hehe