Chapter 367 Bar Backstage

The night took the soldiers into the bar and suddenly attracted a group of eyes.

The bar hall has a large space, covering an area of at least thousands of square meters. In the middle is a dance floor, and a group of enchantingly dressed women are twisting around on the stage. But the music is not loud, and there is no noisy atmosphere in the whole bar.

When I looked up at night, I found that there was a spiral corridor facing up. Many people were holding wine glasses, leaning on the armrests and looking down. The corridor should be a box.

"Sir, where do you need to sit?" The waiter quickly greeted him and asked in a low voice.

The night pointed to the spiral escalator: "Not too high, a box for 20 people."

The waiter hurriedly led the way carefully. This kind of guest is really not sure to come. How dare he neglect?

I entered the box at night, asked for a wine list, ordered ten bottles of the most expensive high-level wine, and asked for some snacks. The waiter left quickly, and later a well-dressed woman came in.

When the night raised her eyebrows, the woman was shocked, and then she calmed down: "Dear guest, what kind of lady do you need to accompany?" After saying that, the woman put a portable imager on the table. After opening it, there are all kinds of women, flashing like walking around.

He ordered a few casually in the night, and then waved to let the woman out.

He Dayong stood on both sides of the door with the soldiers, two outside and two inside. He stared at everyone who came and went and couldn't help looking at them.

"He Dayong," the night shouted.

"Yes!"

"Come and drink!"

He Dayong was stunned and straight: "Report, sir, drinking is not allowed during the execution of the order."

The night stared at him, "A fart task, just drink it. Where are so many rules?"

He Dayong couldn't resist, so he had to turn off the rifle in his hand and sit on the sofa on his back.

Soon, the drink and the lady came. When the young ladies saw the scene in the house, they suddenly couldn't let go. The two clever people quickly took the bartender. The rest, sitting on both sides, dare not speak easily.

"Dayong, choose two!" The night smiled and leaned against the sofa.

He Dayong blushed and didn't dare to respond. Following this officer, I'm afraid that the military discipline violated today is more than that added up after he joined the army.

The night was not reluctant. He took the wine glass brought by the young lady, took a small sip, and closed his eyes pleasantly.

"It's almost done," he counted secretly in his heart.

Although he left his home, his spatial perception was almost ineffective, but his sensory acuity was better than that of ordinary people. There was a slight movement within 50 meters, and it was difficult to avoid his ears. Although it is usually too painful to turn off some functions of self-hypnosis, it is very good at the critical moment.

The night when he closed his eyes, turned his ears sideways, and caught a very slight sound of bolt pulling. He suddenly opened his eyes and fell to the ground with He Dayong, who was like a goose, and then changed his position in an instant.

"Puff!" A few small holes suddenly appeared on the sofa I had just sat on. A young lady felt a pain in her arm. Looking down, the blood was surging, and she suddenly screamed in horror.

The night still closed its eyes, and his right hand suddenly grabbed it, and then suddenly toss it out.

There was a slight muffled hum in the distance.

"Dayong, go and catch the bastard opposite me." The night pointed out.

He Dayong's face turned red. He greeted the two soldiers at the door and rushed out like a gust of wind. The "ping-pong" sounded quickly outside, and then the door was kicked open.

After several ladies in the box screamed a few times, they were immediately scared to shut up by the soldiers holding guns.

"Bing her up, no disaster." The night said to the soldiers.

"Yes," a soldier carried the gun on his back, touched the emergency medical bag, and bandaged the woman who had just been injured.

Not long after, He Dayong brought a thin man wrapped in a cloak, and another soldier held a silencer ray gun in his hand.

The night waved to the soldier, took the ray gun, and said to He Dayong, "Give him some pain and ask him the origin."

The pig-killing howling suddenly sounded in the box. Several young ladies were so scared that they turned pale and hid aside.

The night looked at the ray gun over and found that this thing had the same principle as the electromagnetic rail rifle, but it shot was invisible light, which was very hidden. This thing is relatively rare and is generally used to perform special tasks.

There was a "do-do" knock on the door outside the door. The night's eyes picked up from the ray gun and said to the soldier, "Put it in!"

The soldier outside the door was ordered to immediately open the door and let the man in.

The visitor is a young man in professional clothes who can be judged to be the manager of this bar at a glance. He was about to open his mouth, but he was stopped by the night, and then pointed to the man who had been caught.

He Dayong clasped the man's finger and clasped hard. After a click, he suddenly remembered a howl that was worse than killing pigs.

The night withdrew his sight, picked up the cup and took a sip. He slowly said to the bar manager, "If you don't want to be a scapegoat, you'd better tell everything you know, including the backstage of the bar."

The manager said, "Shir, we apologize for what happened, but..."

As soon as the night stretched out his hand, he stopped him from continuing to speak. Then he took the glass and walked to He Dayong and spilled the glass of liquor on the prisoner's face.

He reached out and pinched the man's face and said viciously, "I can guarantee that you can't die unless you tell me your origin immediately."

"Bah," the man is still a stingy head.

He Dayong immediately slapped him in the face, then got up and stepped on the man to the ground, took out a small bag from his body, pulled out a syringe, and injected a tube of gray-brown potion into the man's body.

After a while, the wailing in the room suddenly sounded, which seemed to be more miserable than the impending punishment.

The night kicked, turned back to sit down, picked up a glass of wine again, and said to the bar manager, "Do you know why I chose this place?"

"Shir..." The manager answered carefully while secretly pressing a button hidden in his clothes.

"It's okay," the night suddenly smiled, "The Lord is coming to talk."

The manager looked embarrassed and suddenly froze.

Not long after, a messy sound of footsteps was remembered outside. Before the person arrived, the voice came first.

"Who dares to be so arrogant!"

The night winked at the soldier in the door, and the soldier suddenly became excited. He suddenly pulled the bolt and rushed out of the door.

"Dad Da Da!"

The bar suddenly became a mess, and the original arrogant voice turned into a scream.

"Bear in!"

Soon a young man with an oily head and pink face was escorted in. Although his aura disappeared 90%, he was still proud. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the night and said, "Don't think it's great to be a major. Just wait for your skin to be cleaned!"

"Okay, have courage!" The night got up and said to the soldier, "Take off his clothes and throw it down from here!"

"What are you doing? What are you going to do?" The angry voice suddenly sounded, and the oil-headed powder couldn't stand it. He immediately screamed, " Stop, stop!"

"His identity?" The night said to the bar manager.

"He is one of the backstage owners of the hotel, the young man of the lieutenant general of the Helong Military Region." The manager replied quickly.

"If he dies," the night pointed to the struggling oil-headed noodles, "I believe you can't live either, so who are the other backstage bosses?"

The manager suddenly collapsed and quickly reported a bunch of names, one of which was exactly what the night wanted. It is Pi Tianyi, the son of the Piding Army, who is stationed in the Military Law of the Qinglin Military Region.

It's not empty to come to this bar. It's quick, but it's premeditated. And it is the place where Fan Qingping and Wen Zhong gathered the wisdom of everyone.

Although the night arrived at the No. 7 star late, Fan Qingping and Xiong Meng arrived early. The two of them got some explanations in advance from the night, and they had already figured out some inside stories of the Qinglin Military Region. Then the news was transmitted through secret channels.

I heard that the relationship between Ba Tianqi and Pi Dingjun is not compatible, and it is also involved in the battle for the position of the leading figures. The night has been thinking for a long time, and it's better to start first. He doesn't want a Pi Tianyi person to sneak into his team. At that time, the car will pull up its hind legs and cause big trouble.

As long as it is so noisy today, it will be convenient to screen the remaining people tomorrow. As long as there are ghosts in those hearts, they will more or less reveal their feet. It's much easier to distinguish.

The arrogant oily powder outside is only wailing.

The night said to the soldier, "Brup your legs and save him a breath!"

"No, no..." There was a begging for mercy.

"Stop!" Hei Ye walked to the oil-headed powder and said coldly, "Where is Pi Tianyi? Did he plan what happened today?"

"I don't know, I don't know, but Pi Tianyi seemed to be looking for someone mysteriously yesterday, looking for a good player in the League of Assassins, and took a lot of money from the bar." The oil-headed powder immediately explained what he knew.

The night was about to continue to talk, and there was a siren roar outside.

"Bastard, who called the police!" Before the night opened its mouth, the peeled oil-headed powder cried out.

"Where is Pi Tianyi?" The night repeated a heavy sentence.

"7558 Huaqing Street, that's his nest. If there is something important, he will be there." I'm afraid of the oil noodles.

The night glanced around and found that there was no monitoring equipment in the box. He said with a little peace of mind, "He Dayong, immediately inform my aircraft and monitor No. 7558 Huaqing Street. Whoever wants to sneak away and attack immediately. I'll be there later."

"Yes," He Dayong connected the communication equipment and began to convey the instructions.

"Seriff," the soldier at the door shouted, "What should this man do?"

"It's a good cooperation. Bring it in," said the night: "Give him a bottle of wine!"

As soon as the soldier dragged him in, he was stunned: "This..."

The night said, "Do you want me to do it myself? Pour it down for him!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, the police outside rushed into the bar.

The night let He Dayong walk out of the box with his captives. The last soldier also held a pile of expensive liquor in his hand.

Those policemen were stunned when they saw a major in the military region coming out, and the guy in his hand also lowered.

When the night doesn't exist, they swagger out.