Chapter 565 Rules Are Rules (1/2)

GOR Chapter 565 Rules Are Rules

Inside an alley across the street from the bar, the waitress who wore an overcoat stood, hidden by the darkness of the alley.

She watched as Chen Xiaolian and Soo Soo rushed out from the bar.

Chen Xiaolian stood at the doorway of the bar and surveyed his surroundings before running to the junction on the south side. Soo Soo followed close behind him. The two of them turned into the junction and disappeared.

A disdainful smile appeared on the waitress’ face.

She pulled out a mobile phone from the pocket of her overcoat and called the first number on her list of contacts.

The other end quickly picked up.

“Boss, someone is causing trouble… … they saw the painting in the bar. Mm… … an Asian, young, male. He also has a minor, a little girl with him. She is also Asian. Yes, both of them.”

A pause. What the other person said remained unknown, but the waitress’ face looked solemn. “Yes! I will be careful.” The waitress then said in a hesitant manner, “Should I get some men to make ‘contact’ with them? There is no need to worry, I will tell them to go soft on them. Maybe we will be able to get some information from them. Eh… … yes! I understand! I will not act rashly. Err… … what? Right now? Yes, I will be heading out right now! Understood! I… …”

After saying that, the waitress checked her watch and said, “I will be there in 15 minutes.”

She then ended the call and wiped off the cold sweat on her forehead. Next, she made another call. This time, she spoke with a more arrogant tone. “Hey! I am just opposite the bar. Come fetch me right now.”

After hanging up, the waitress pulled out a packet of cigarette for women and lit one up. She then leaned against the wall and puffed.

In less than two minutes, a black coloured luxury limousine turned into the street through the junction and quietly came to a halt before the woman. She had not even finished the cigarette in her hand.

A beefy Caucasian man stepped out from the driver’s seat. Although he wore a suit, he exuded an unrefined atmosphere. Part of a flame tattoo could be seen on his neck.

The man made his way beside the woman and quietly opened the car door for her. Like a prideful peacock, the waitress tossed the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped into the limousine.

Everything that happened here…

Unknown to the waitress, up above her, on the rooftop of the four-storey building, Chen Xiaolian had one foot on the edge of the rooftop while he leaned forward. He silently observed everything.

There were hints of a sneer on the corners of his lips. He had been listening in on her since the woman began making her first phone call.

Soo Soo stood right behind him and muttered, “I told you, she was lying.”

Chen Xiaolian kept watch. As the limousine began moving away, he quickly retrieved an item from his Storage Watch. Next, he put some force behind his hand and hurled the item down.

With a swooshing sound, an item flew down and gently latched onto the back part of the limousine. The item looked like a piece of metal. However, it quickly transformed into a metal insect, which slowly crawled to the bottom part of the limousine and disappeared from view.

…

The limousine made its way through the city of Bucharest, ignoring any traffic light it encountered as it simply sped its way past them.

Ten minutes later, it stopped at a seemingly remote street.

While there was no one on the sidewalk, luxury cars of various brands lined both sides of the street.

The beefy Caucasian driver got down and pulled open the rear door of the limousine, allowing the waitress to step out. By the time the waitress stepped out from the limousine, she had already changed her clothes.

The overcoat she wore over her person was no more. The same was true of the bar work attire she wore underneath the overcoat. She now wore a burgundy coloured dress, which hugged her body. The edge of the skirt was just three inches above her knee. Her dress had a low-cut design, which put the woman’s magnificent body shape in full view. Her two peachy…

Despite all that, the beefy driver did not look at her. Instead, he had his head lowered.

The woman walked along the sidewalk, her hips swaying as she did so. Looking at her from the back gave birth to an alluring and sensual atmosphere, which was further magnified by the pair of high heels she now wore.

She had also redone her makeup and placed a layer of fiery red lipstick across her lips.

She walked before an iron door and gently pressed the doorbell. A small slide window on the door slid open to reveal a violent looking face that was full of scars.

However, once the person saw who was standing outside, the face quickly took on a fawning expression and he quickly pulled open the iron door.

The man with the scarred face wore a suit as well and he bowed to greet the woman. As he was bowing, the gun on his waist belt became revealed.

The woman simply strutted in with a prideful demeanour.

The iron door was quickly shut and the woman continued walking inside. After a few steps, a second door opened up for her. A deafeningly loud heavy metal music greeted her.

It was an underground bar.

The air was almost suffocating. The mingled scents of tobacco, woman’s cosmetics, perfume and various other indescribable scents greeted her.

The woman subconsciously covered her nose.

The entrance to this underground bar was on a metal platform. On either side of the metal railings were two stairs leading down into a large dance floor.

Various spotlights and LEDs flashed about. On the stage up front was a young man who had painted his face to the point of becoming unrecognizable. He held onto a microphone and roared into it, singing a certain death metal rock song. Beneath the stage was a chaotic dancing crowd, consisting of both males and females, all of whom were writhing their bodies furiously on the dance floor – it almost seemed as though there were no normal people in here. Most of the men and women here were dressed in heavy metal punk style. They wore black eye shadow and black lipstick, making the place look like a vampire party.

On either sides of the dance floor were two small tables. A vertical metal pole rose up from the middle of each table. On top of the tables were two naked women with tattoo all over their bodies. The two women struck various seductive poses while staying close to the metal poles.

The woman walked forward, her hips swaying as she crossed the dance floor. Wherever she went, the people there would back away in fear. Despite her highly risqué attire and her alluring way of walking, none of the men there dared to reach their hands out at her. Instead, they did their best to distance themselves from her.

The woman walked to the left most part of the dance floor, circling around the stage before stepping through a small door.

Inside was a passageway leading to another iron door. Beyond the iron door were several men in leather attire. They wore nose rings, earrings, lip rings and others of the like. They also had guns holstered within their waist belts.

When they saw the woman entering, they all greeted her before closing the iron door.

The woman continued walking inside, through the passageway and down a stairs. At the end of the stairs was another iron door. Likewise, around five gun-wielding men also guarded this door.

She made her way past the third door. In the end, a wooden door waited for her.