Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

This dancing woman has a black butterfly tattooed on her back, holding a rope in both hands, and after waving it, it becomes a cow ring. With the accompaniment of music, her body twists rhythmically.

The screams became more and more enthusiastic, and countless men rushed to throw money on the stage, while the dancing woman on the stage showed no expression on her face, as cold as an iceberg.

Wang Luo touched his chin, and suddenly asked with interest: "What's the name of this woman?"

"Nancy, that 11-year-old girl back then, because Hartigan mutilated the lower body of the yellow bastard Starr, so this pervert will imprison the girl in the bar." Ma Wei said mockingly.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger, as if a volcano was about to erupt, even if Wang Luo didn't use his senses to detect this emotion.

Wang Luo smiled slightly, and suddenly jumped onto the stage under the eyes of everyone, hugged this woman named Nancy in her arms, and then prepared to go down.

"Damn it, who are you? Do you want to die! Let me go!" Nancy's face was ugly, and she shouted angrily in a low voice. She didn't seem to care about herself, but worried that Wang Luo would be hurt.

Wang Luo didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to the security guards who rushed up. At this time, the whole bar boiled like a bomb was dropped, shouting and cursing one after another, and someone even threw the wine bottle directly.

"Bastard, let me go!" The security captain scolded, and at the same time swung his stick and smashed it down on Wang Luo's head. This kind of strength and speed simply wanted to kill Wang Luo.

Wang Luo took half a step back, his right leg swept across the air like a steel whip, and made an ear-piercing roar. With just one kick, he kicked the security captain seven or eight meters away, and landed heavily on the platform. under.

The viscera of the security captain was instantly exploded by the berserk force, and the blood spouted from his mouth was mixed with pieces of viscera, but this did not stop the other security guards from still rushing towards Wang Luo.

Wang Luo's legs were too fast, each kick was very explosive and crisp, just a simple sweep kicked all the security guards to the ground, the sound of bone cracking and screams sounded almost at the same time.

Finally, a security guard in the audience couldn't help but took out his gun, but Ma Wei shot at this time, hitting the security guard's head heavily with a wine bottle, and then knocked over another person with a punch.

No one dared to come up again, but Wang Luo frowned. He turned his eyes to the northwest corner, where the lights were dim, but he still saw it with the powerful sight of [Sharing Eye].

Sitting there was a young man who looked like a high school student, wearing a pair of glasses, a plaid shirt and a woolen jacket, with a smile on his face all the time, holding a thick dictionary in his right hand.

He was completely out of tune with the environment of the bar, and he didn't realize when he appeared.

There was a faint green light in the pupils of this young man, and there was no emotion in the eyes that a human should have. Instead, it revealed a kind of ferocious hunger, like a wild beast wandering in the forest.

Wang Luo originally planned to deal with this guy first, but at this time the clown just jumped onto the stage, beckoning the female technicians to come out and perform, and the lights were shifted to other places.

The tense atmosphere in the bar has eased a lot. Those who should drink drink, and those who should dance should dance.

The clown smiled at Wang Luo and said, "Inspector Wang Shuwen, please put Miss Nancy down first, our boss invites you to play cards, I hope you don't refuse."

Hearing the word boss, Nancy's body became visibly stiff, and a trace of hatred and struggle flashed in her numb sky-blue eyes, but compared to Wang Luo's strength, her resistance was useless at all.

Wang Luo nodded and said, "I don't want to be Mr. Locke, I just want to get to know him." While speaking, he noticed that Matthew had fallen to the ground, and the high school student was standing beside him. young people.

"Is my friend okay?" Wang Luo raised his brows slightly and asked.

"Oh? That alcoholic is your friend. It's really surprising. Don't worry, he will be fine." The clown host said with a smile, then waved his hand, and the security guard dragged Matthew away.

Still holding Nancy in her arms, Wang Luo unhurriedly followed behind the clown host, went out from the back of the stage, walked through a corridor and arrived at a private room.

Standing outside the door were two burly men, unusually burly and tall, with cold killing intent in their eyes. They sized Wang Luo up for a body search, but were stopped by the clown host.

"I don't know if this is the famous Inspector Wang?" The clown host turned around, changed his smile, and said flatteringly to Wang Luo, "They are a bunch of ignorant people, please!"

The door of the private room was opened, and immediately there was a thick puff of smoke, and it was unknown how many cigarettes were smoked inside to have this cloudy effect.

The private room was not big, and a young man in denim was sitting near the door. He subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist, and put it down when he saw that it was a clown coming in. He put the hat over his face and continued to rest.

What came into view was a gambling table. Sitting at the front seat was a man in his 50s. He was slightly fat and had no beard. His hair was waxed and carefully groomed. He was wearing a striped shirt. On his shoulders are a pair of suspenders, and at his waist hangs an exquisite revolver.

This person is Locke, the most notorious bastard councilor in the entire city of Manchester. This person is behind almost many vicious incidents.

The people sitting on both sides of him were all known to Wang Luo through intelligence, and one of them was the boss of a local chemical factory named Lei Te.

There was also a thin man with a ponytail and two daggers hanging from his waist. This man was the president of the largest underground force in the area, the Skeleton Gang, and his name was Jason.

There are two other people who are obviously playing cards and can't be counted. There are two people in Locke's game that don't surprise Wang Luo at all, but there is still a young man sitting at this poker table.

This person's face was covered with scars, and ice cream sticks were tied to the fingers of his right hand, which seemed to be used as a fixation due to fractures.

The young man's eyes were full of anger and stubbornness. Holding a handful of cards in his hand, he never looked back at Wang Luo, and said in a low, almost roaring voice, "I beat you by five hundred gold coins!"

Then he pushed out a pile of gold coins in front of him, and the gold coins shone golden under the light.