C78 (2/2)

Zhu Shan never thought that Duan Hong would arrive so quickly. As long as it was four bowls, the four of them would fight to be the first to give it to Duan Hong. Duan Hong shook his head and laughed as he rejected the offer.

”Zhu Shan, the four of you are still eating noodles here. If you have any messages, send them to me and I'll go in to take a look.”

Duan Hong said as he prepared to go to the Golden Pink Family.

Zhu Shan knew of the enmity between Duan Hong and the Lao Xu's family. He swayed his body, pulled out a watermelon knife from behind his waist and said, ”Brother Hong, I'll go with you!”

Duan Hong laughed involuntarily. This idiot was truly cute, and said: ”Brother Shan, I'm not going to fight, and besides, others might not know me, but do you know who I've really been scared of?”

Zhu Shan recalled Duan Hong's might in the Shura's Shura and nodded his head. ”Be careful, if you're not right, you can shout. We, the Watermelon Society, will charge in.”

< p > < p > ”Alright.

Duan Hong consoled the four of them and walked out of the Lamian restaurant.

The Golden Powder Family was a five-storey shop that was similar to his own. Its exterior was well decorated, and neon lights flickered under the night sky, highlighting the words' business' and 'ktv'.

At the door stood two waiters wearing white jackets and black pants. Through the glass door, one could see the pretty cashier standing at the counter.

This kind of place was obviously not a place where commoners could spend money, especially if it was just one person. Although Duan Hong was not obvious in the crowd, he still stood out.

Before they even reached the door, the two waiters looked at them with disdain, like a rich man's dog looking at a beggar by the roadside.

It seems like walking in there like this isn't going to work, it's too far-sighted!

Duan Hong saw an alley to the east of the Golden Pink Family and asked if there was a back door that allowed him to enter.

With the aid of the flickering neon light, Duan Hong saw that the ground was covered with vomit and people were singing in the distance.

Duan Hong's vision was extremely sharp. Let alone the occasional light source, even in the pitch black night, he could clearly see a place tens of meters ahead.

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> Looks like this is the place where the waiter exits. Duan Hong walked over lightly.

> At this moment, the waiter also noticed Duan Hong's shadow, and happily said, ”Old Seven, thank you for bringing me paper this time. After I finish pulling it, I'll treat you to noodles later after work.”

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< p > Paper delivery?

Duan Hong sneered, giving up his life was more like it.

A neon light flashed across the cold face of a waiter who had suddenly slipped in front of him.

< p > ”You — who are you?

The waiter was scared, thinking it was a delivery boy. He never thought it wasn't, why was this person's eyes so scary.

Duan Hong's five fingers shot out like lightning, aiming straight for the attendant's head. Before the attendant could react, Duan Hong's thumb had lightly pressed down on his temple.

Duan Hong had perfectly controlled his strength, so it was not life-threatening. Holding onto his nose, he took off the waiter's white shirt and put it on, since he really could not wear it, and pulled the attendant's body into the depths of the alley.

Duan Hong realized that this was a dead end, there were buildings on both sides of the road. It seemed that there was no back door to the Golden-pink Family.

If only I had some qinggong that could fly, Duan Hong thought to himself, ”Hiss!”

Taking a deep breath, he pulled the dagger from his calf and jumped up with both legs.

As if spring, he jumped up more than a meter and stabbed his dagger into a crack in the wall just as he was about to fall.

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