With a chair, Tang Zhong smashed the DJ booth with a loud bang. The equipment immediately exploded, sparks flying.
The startled beautiful DJ screamed.
The entire bar’s music came to an abrupt halt, and the crowd that had been partying wildly suddenly stopped.
Uttering fluent Water Country language: "What’s going on?"
"What about the DJ music?"
They quickly spotted Tang Zhong standing there with a stool, their expressions darkening.
They knew it was this person causing trouble.
The beautiful DJ widened her eyes and roared at Tang Zhong: "You’re so rude! This is a bar, what on earth are you doing?"
In the center of the dance floor, someone rushed up, ready to grab Tang Zhong’s collar: "Who the hell are you, and why are you here disrupting things?"
"Dammit, I was just enjoying the dance until you screwed it up!"
A muscled man came up, ready to grab Tang Zhong’s collar.
But Tang Zhong didn’t pay any attention to the muscled man, instead saying: "Where is Blood Power?"
People around were stunned by this name because Blood Power was known to be the Mafia’s top figure.
"Damn, how dare you call Blood Power’s name?"
The muscled man yelled at Tang Zhong and threw a punch straight at his face.
At this moment, the people around, seeing the muscled man starting to throw hands, all became excited and started whistling. In such bars, if there’s trouble, people would definitely cheer it on.
This hotel was divided into two levels, the upper one can be considered the VIP area.
The security guards patrolling back and forth saw the situation downstairs and didn’t take it seriously!
Regardless of the fight, it had nothing to do with them.
A security guard walked up to a bald man holding a wine glass and said: "Brother Python, they’re fighting downstairs!"
"I saw it!" The bald man addressed as Brother Python, with a python coiled on his head, watched what was happening downstairs and replied: "Don’t mind them, let them fight. The DJ music is broken; if people want to get hyped, it would be difficult. This is perfect for some entertainment!"
The security guard nodded at this.
Downstairs, with the crowd jeering, the muscled man charged at Tang Zhong.
"Get lost!" Tang Zhong shouted.
Hearing this, the muscled man’s expression changed: "What? Watch me smash your face with one punch!"
As the punch was thrown, Tang Zhong made his move. Against ordinary people , he didn’t need Blood Power; he picked up a stool nearby and smashed it against the muscled man’s arm.
It was an iron stool, causing the muscled man’s arm to twist immediately, fractured with a cracking sound, shrieking in pain.
The crowd, which had been pretty hyped, were all dumbfounded, not expecting the opponent to be so ruthless...
The bald man Brother Python upstairs, seeing this, stopped drinking.
The muscled man’s hand was broken; looking at it, he cursed: "How dare you break my hand, damn it!"
But what greeted him was still the stool. Tang Zhong slammed the stool onto the man’s head with a clang.
Directly knocking him to the ground.
The entire bar fell silent, everyone covering their mouths as they looked at the cloaked Tang Zhong.
At this moment, Tang Zhong’s face was exceptionally cold, for these Yun Country people, you have to hit hard!
He turned and looked at everyone in the bar: "Now tell me, where is Blood Power?"
His voice shouted out.
No one in the entire bar dared to speak.
All kept their mouths shut, it was clear that Tang Zhong was a ruthless man.
"Who are you?" At this moment, a voice came from the second floor.
Then, from the stairway, the drinking bald man Brother Python came down.
This was a Mafia establishment, everyone on-site knew who Brother Python was.
"Brother Python..." They all said in unison.
"Where is Blood Power? Let him see me immediately!" Tang Zhong said.
"But sir, you must answer my question!" Brother Python came down and faced Tang Zhong.
Brother Python has a few lives under his belt, a fierce character, but now, facing Tang Zhong with the cloak, he felt his soul tremble. He had taken a few lives, but compared to this man, it was nothing, so he swallowed hard.
The muscled man who was beaten pointed at his head wound, hurriedly saying: "Brother Python, look at what I’ve been reduced to, and this is our bar!"
"Shut up!" Brother Python shouted, then continued looking at Tang Zhong. He started to become polite: "Sir, could you tell me your name, so I might inform our boss!"
People around didn’t expect Brother Python to get angry, so they quickly shut their mouths, not saying a word.
At this moment, Tang Zhong slowly took off his cloak.
Upon seeing Tang Zhong’s face, Brother Python’s expression turned fascinating, eyes widened, and finally, he got so scared he fell sitting on the ground.
"Quick... go notify Blood Power!"
How could Brother Python not recognize Tang Zhong?
Four or five years ago, at the height of the Mafia’s prosperity, their business had global reach, with evil means in many places, even stretching into Xuan Country once, but that time, they faced the most severe blow.
In Xuan Country, they were taught a lesson by a legendary soldier king called Tang Zhong.
His finger was even chopped off during that time.
And now this person, it’s that Tang Zhong.
Not daring to slack, Brother Python immediately said: "The car outside is ready, I’ll take you there!"
Everyone in the bar was stunned.
Never expecting this outcome, they didn’t see Tang Zhong’s face, only saw his back, but they could already confirm this person was not simple.
On another note, at the northern port of Yun Country, a transaction was taking place.
Among them was a white-haired one-eyed man, without an arm, but with a mechanical hand, looking terrifying. He was none other than Blood Power, feared by many.
"Boss, the money has arrived!" A subordinate came up, holding a box of money.
"Good!" Blood Power nodded.
On the other side was a group of Black people.
"Doing business with Blood Power, we’re very satisfied!"
The Black leader stepped forward to shake hands with Blood Power.
But Blood Power’s phone rang.
Answering the call, initially fierce, the next instant, he was so scared he dropped the phone.
Turned around and left.
The Black group was stunned: "Boss Blood Power, our transaction... you give us the goods, we’ll give you money, why are you leaving?"
"No more transactions!" Blood Power shouted, realizing that person had come, he dared not delay, got in the car and left in a cloud of dust.