Hearing Wang Hu's hearty laughter, Lin Dong's lips curled up slightly.
His previous actions, seemingly reckless, were actually the result of careful consideration:
First, Lin Dong's decisive action in helping Wan Ya when she was in trouble is an absolute plus in the eyes of Miss Wan and Boss Wan.
Secondly, when I see something that makes me unhappy, I feel that if I don't take action, my mind won't be at peace, so I'll do it no matter how many people are on the other side.
Third, and most importantly, Yu Ziyun and Wang Hu will definitely be watching from the second floor during the fight at the bar.
There's nothing more appealing to them than a thrilling, brutal brawl where the outnumbered triumph.
Look, aren't these two big fish swimming over here?
The next step is simply to hook the fish, reel it in, and put it in the net. This catch might just be a super big one.
With the guidance of security personnel, most of the people in the bar had left, but a few dozen people remained, ready to see what would happen next.
This matter is not over yet. As is customary, once the younger one is punished, the older one will be released soon.
Moreover, the person who was beaten tonight was a young master from the North District, whose background is not simple.
Ten minutes later, the cries of pain from the guys lying on the ground had become weak and feeble.
The bleeding from Gao Xin's head was temporarily stopped with a towel. He leaned limply against a bar seat, his eyes glancing at Lin Dong from time to time, filled with hatred.
Suddenly, the bar door was pushed open.
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in, making everyone inside feel a chill.
A group of people, numbering fifty or sixty, burst into the bar. The leader was a burly man who scanned the area with sharp eyes before heading straight for Lin Dong.
"Uncle Fan, what brings you here too?"
Wan Ya recognized the approaching burly man. Feeling a little guilty, she shrank her neck into her clothes as soon as she finished speaking.
Fan Gui glared at her, then, seeing that she was unharmed, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and snorted:
"If I don't come over, are you planning to spend the night here, Miss?"
"No, I was just about to go home when you came over..."
"Stop joking, your dad will be here soon."
"What? My dad's coming too? Oh no, I'm going to get yelled at again."
Fan Gui ignored her, nodded to Wang Hu in greeting, and then sat down next to Lin Dong, asking with concern:
"Are you hurt? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just a superficial injury. They're the ones who are in trouble, haha."
Lin Dong pouted at the group of people lying on the ground and laughed:
"You're too late. The battle is long over."
"It's not too late. We'll need these guys I brought later. The one with the head bleeding at the bar, is that Gao Qijiang's son, Gao Xin? You hit him?"
"Probably, everyone calls him Young Master Gao."
Fan Gui was speechless. You dared to make a move without even figuring out the other person's background?
Including those thugs lying on the ground, weren't they all young masters from wealthy families in the North District?
Look at the mess this betel leaf made.
"Help them all up and gather them over there at the bar. Keep a close eye on them; no one is allowed to leave."
Fan Gui gave the order loudly.
His men quickly helped the injured men up and seated them, and then dozens of them, with cold expressions, surrounded them.
Having offended the Wan family, how could we let them off so easily?
"Old Wan and Gao Qijiang should be arriving soon, right?"
Wang Hu, who was calmly sipping his wine nearby, smiled and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bar door was pushed open again, and the first person to enter was a thin middle-aged man who looked to be about 50 years old.
Behind him followed a large group of people, numbering over a hundred.
They were all dressed in black leather jackets, and just by looking at their imposing presence and entourage, they were far superior to the men Fan Gui had brought.
"Gao Qijiang arrived quite quickly; it seems someone informed him."
Wang Hu put down his wine glass and said leisurely, leaning back with his obese body, waiting to watch the show.
...
Liu Yufeng got off work very late today.
The December 25th bank robbery case has seen another major breakthrough. Through technical investigation and careful screening, the task force has basically pinpointed the whereabouts of several robbers.
Now they are just waiting for the provincial police officers to arrive, and their team will rush to Guangxi Province overnight.
Liu Yufeng returned home, gathered a few changes of clothes and some toiletries, then quietly left a note for his sleeping wife before heading out to work again.
Before the car had even reached the halfway point, the pager on my waist started beeping.
He gripped the steering wheel with one hand, picked up the pager, and glanced at it:
"A fierce battle has broken out at the Queen's Bar. Come quickly, Liu Zi."
Liu Zi was his informant. This name was just a code name. His identity and real name were kept secret, and only Liu Yufeng in the bureau knew them.
Queen's Bar? A battle of wits? Why is it so noisy so late at night?
Since we've already run into this situation, I can't just not go.
Liu Yufeng sighed, picked up the walkie-talkie from the car, and pressed the communication channel for the Sixth Criminal Investigation Team:
"Luo Zicong, Luo Zicong, please reply upon receipt."
A few seconds later, the walkie-talkie crackled to life with a reply:
"Luo Zicong received. Team Leader Liu, please provide instructions."
"Take a few more people and head straight to the Queen's Bar. We'll meet there."
"receive."
...
Gao Qijiang walked into the bar with a frosty expression. He first glanced at his beloved son and saw that the bleeding from his head had stopped, although his face was a little pale, before he was relieved.
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