The night wind blew across the street, and the rain line swayed and slanted in the street lights, and the nightclub door with neon lights flashing, and customers ran out in panic.

The noisy inside had already stopped. In the roar of "Ah--", someone rushed up and flew backwards like a cannonball, fell to the ground, rolling around with bloodlines, and crossed the rolling body behind him. The fist was lifted by the Eastern man in a suit opposite and was then kicked in the abdomen and kicked away.

The fat black bodyguard in charge of the business covered his stomach and stumbled across the dance floor, took out the phone and pressed the number tremblingly. He listened to the connection sound of "beep~~beep~~" inside, and kept looking back. The oriental man surrounded by the boxer let go of his hands and feet. The sound of fists and feet were all filled with the sound of fists and feet. The boxers around him were knocked away in various postures.

Wang Ruhu broke apart the white boxer who twisted his cuffs and raised his foot and knocked the person away. He hit the overturned round table and the wood chips exploded.

Putting down his feet, the man with evil spirits stood upright on his collar, stepping on the broken scum and bloodstains on the ground, looking at the limping black man in front, lifting the tip of his shoes, kicking up a red-cushioned chair next to him, flying through a long arc, and directly smashing the bodyguard who wanted to run to the ground.

The phone tightly held in the other party's hand also fell to the ground. The sound of "beep~~" suddenly stopped, as if it was connected, and Vix's lazy words came from it. The bodyguard crawled on the ground and reached out to touch the fuselage, and the sound repeated.

"Where is Vickers?"

The black man froze his hand, and turned his face slightly. In the dance floor light facing away from his back, a tall shadow came over his sight. A big hand pressed on his dark and bright head.

Wang Ruhu picked up the phone with a few more sounds and handed it to the trembling bodyguard. He tilted his neck signal, meaning to call the other party over.

However, the black man had the courage from where he came from, and shouted at the phone: "Run... Run, the Eastern people are going to kill you!!"

Click—

The bones broke and the sound of the black bodyguard broke, and the expression of his mouth still screaming, his head tilted to one side, and with a bang, it hit the ground hard.

Wang Ruhu left him, looked at the call that the phone was discontinued, and his eyes slashed, and the cell phone was smashed. The battery exploded inside and a flame rose. The men and women hiding in the corner were so scared that they didn't dare to let out. The timid one sat down to the ground.

They had forgotten that they had called the police. Looking at the wailing boxers, security guards, and the mobile phones that were squeezing with one hand, the oriental man who turned around and walked to the gate, I don’t know how to describe it in words. How could there be such a person in the world?

Wang Ruhu didn't even look at them. He walked out of the nightclub gate, reached out and grabbed a scared woman next to him, wiped a few blood stains on her chest, then stuffed them back to the other party, walked down the steps, stood under the street lights, and in the rainy line, looking up at the direction of the Spencer Building.

"Go and look for your dad's protection, Vickers."

Boom-

The thunder sounded again, and the sound of rain became louder.

.........

Boom—Bang—

The black clouds were dancing wildly, and the blue and white light illuminated the rainy night. In an apartment in a building in the city, Vickers sat up from the bed with a phone clamped the phone, his face covered with cold sweat.

The sleeping bikini beauty beside her was awakened by him and snuggled up, "What's wrong with my dear?"

"Get out."

Vickers pushed her away, kicked her under the bed, and threw her dress and shoes on the floor like crazy, "Get out of my room quickly."

The woman picked up her clothes in panic, looked at the crazy young man, and did not dare to stop for a moment. She put on high heels barefoot, hugged her dress, and opened the door in a bikini in a panic.

In the room, the warm yellow desk lamp shone on his handsome face with a hint of uneasiness. His eyes were fixed on the phone in his hand. The screams from his confidant just now and the sound of the oriental words he had heard made him shudder, and he woke up much more from his previous madness.

......Isn't it because the other party knew that the valuable things were taken away and that if they wanted to get them back, they had to obey their own words?

The plan that was originally perfectly conceived is different.

He moved his eyes away from the phone and threw it to the low cabinet at the bedside table. A square hard drive was placed there quietly. Vicks felt a little more at ease. He hurriedly put on his clothes, took the hard drive above and hurried out, dialed the phone, and asked the four bodyguards below to prepare the car.

‘At this time, maybe I can get help from my father.’

“Go to Spencer Building.”

The young man sat in the back seat with a full of water vapor, gave an order to the driver, and the two cars drove into the rain, and the surrounding street scenes passed through the window and passed away quickly.

This place is only ten minutes away from the building we are going to, and Vickers' uneasiness becomes even greater. Looking at the rain outside the car, he was about to speak when the driver in front suddenly started talking first.

“…What’s going on with the car in front?”

At the intersection leading to the back street of the building, in the rain line of the street lights, a tall figure stood in a piece of water vapor, like a beast in ambushing shadows, staring at the two "prey" coming, raining over the corners of their mouths, and other vehicles drove here, smiling in the lights of the lights.

“Turn!”

Vicks' pupils shrank, and while roaring, the figure who was waiting on the roadside to move away from his leather shoes and stepped on the accumulated water, his bodyguard dragged a raindrop and rushed over. The bodyguard in front, who had no time to turn and drove to death, stepped on the accelerator and hit him with a bang.

Looking at the figure rushing in the rain, the vision was enlarged, and the bodyguard driving and another companion in the passenger passenger shouted "Ah--".

Just as the contact was made, the body rushing towards him suddenly jumped up, flipped over a heel, smashing the glass with his feet. With the sprint of the car, Wang Ruhu hit him in, pedaling the bodyguard driving the seat, crushing the seat, and squeezing the person between the back seat and his feet. The blood mixed with some internal organs and foam poured out of his nose.

The other person next to the passenger was frightened, but before he could react, he rushed towards the roadside lamp post. The moment the front of the car touched the street light, the front of the car was sunken, the guardrail was squeezed and broken, and the hood jumped up. In the loud noise, the street light dragged the arc and poured down. The inertia of the car body could not stop slipping and rolling towards the street shop.

boom--

The car body hit the wall and the door leaf, bringing countless powder shavings, and the car was constantly disintegrating. The parts, window glass, and the broken car skin flew up and fell to the ground.

The bodyguard in the co-pilot in the car threw out the window during the second collision and hit a big tree on the side of the road. His waist was broken and his hands and feet were broken. When he fell under the tree, he could no longer see the human figure.

In the car behind, Vicks leaped into the back window and watched the scene there, shouting hard to get the driver up and speed up. In the rain behind, he vaguely saw the car overturned, the door bounced away, and a figure was bowing and walking out of it.

The broken street lights, electric flowers jumped in the line, and the moment they bounced to the ground, ignited the leaked gasoline, and the blue flame formed a line of fire in the direction and climbed up the body of the car.

Wang Ruhu shook the glass residue on his clothes. In the rain line, the rain fell on his shoulders and above his head, and waves of white smoke evaporated, and the rain breezes towards the building ahead.

The next second, there was a loud bang, and the flames wrapped around the car body soared into the sky, reflecting the back in front of him, illuminating the surrounding night sky.

......

Almost at the same time, when a huge explosion came, the young man who walked out of the elevator shook his eyes in shock and walked to the office wet. When he pushed the door open, the old man inside was talking and laughing with the Jews, happy to win over a powerful martial artist.

Seeing his son pushing the door in a mess, he kept a smile on his face and let him sit down.

"What's wrong, Vickers? This will make the guests laugh."

Harold waved his hand, kept a graceful smile, and said, "Thu will join Spence soon. Including, everyone is their own."

Over there, the young man sitting in a mess on the chair, took a sip of water, heard the words of the Jews, and looked at his father opposite him.

He hesitated for a moment.
Chapter completed!