put wildness in his heart

Chapter 30 The Floating Life Bar
"what?"

"If you really want to come out sideways from here, I won't stop you."

"I……"

Hongmao choked, but he couldn't speak for a while, he still didn't understand why his boss was so afraid of a young man.

The atmosphere fell silent again.

After 2 minutes, someone seemed to have remembered something, and said with some doubts: "That person just now...is that Boss Shen from Fusheng Bar?"

Brother Scar didn't speak, but took a puff of cigarette forcefully, and his face sank again.

That's what it means by default.

As soon as the name "Boss Shen" was mentioned, the rainbow heads who were shouting the most joyously just now were dumb machines in an instant, shrunk their necks in fear, and lowered their heads in silence.

Especially the red-haired one who was the most aggrieved just now.

His face was extremely pale, as if a layer of wall covering had been painted, dead white and pale white were mixed indiscriminately, and it was impossible to tell which white was more obvious for a while.

The moat is so close to the four streets in the southeast, north and west, and even the most serious things can be spread to everyone within 5 minutes. I heard that there was an almost fatal accident in the Fusheng bar last month.

It's just that others have heard that Hongmao and their scar boss are seeing is believing.

They were passing through that street at that time, and happened to witness this thrilling scene.

The bar has three floors, the first floor is open, and the second and third floors are full of private rooms. When Hongmao passed there, he was first attracted by the sound from a room near the window on the third floor.

The window was half open in that room, and the exclamation of men and women mixed with the sound of wine bottles and glasses falling, and came out along the window. As soon as Hong Mao followed the sound and looked up, he saw a man with a head full of hair. The bloody man appeared at the window in embarrassment.

As soon as the man stood up straight, there was a young boy next to him. Without any warning, the boy pressed his head and "bang" it hit the glass window, making a dull and powerful sound.

The man grunted in pain, and said something extremely fast. His accent sounded like a dialect of a certain place, but it was completely different from the dialect of Jiangzhou.

The red hair watched helplessly as the boy picked up the man expressionlessly, and threw him on the window sill with his hands like throwing garbage.

In an instant, most of the man's body was hanging outside the window.

The young man tugged on his collar and paused every word, every word was bloody and cold: "Shen Tao, if you really want to seek death, I can help you now."

The sky was deep, and the night was as thick as splashed ink. The young man stood condescendingly against the light, and the people below couldn't see his appearance clearly, but they could clearly feel the sharp hostility on his body that couldn't be suppressed.

It was a kind of crazy and cold perverseness that came out from the bottom of his bones, and the red hair broke out in a cold sweat abruptly.

The voices in the room suddenly became more chaotic.

"Fuck! Brother, let go of your hand first, no, don't let go first!"

"Damn, who put this person up?"

"No, brother Yu, calm down! We have something to say, let's put him down first, can't we?"

"Boss Shen—fuck me, are you still doing shit in a daze? Hurry up and come over a few people, first pull them up before we talk!"

Several hands stretched out from all directions, hurriedly dragging the man who was dangerously hanging by the window into it.

(End of this chapter)