Chapter 938 Robbery

The night in Su'an Town is still full of people coming and going.

It seemed that the sand bandits' night attack two days ago was just a dream, which was quickly forgotten after waking up.

There is a tavern next to the boxing competition venue. Many people don't like boxing, but those who come to this island with their family and friends choose to indulge in it.

The aroma of alcohol mixed with the stench of vomit filled the air.

A man with dreadlocks lightly tossed the coin in his hand, then walked into the tavern with a smile on his face.

"Guest, what do you want?"

When a bartender saw the guest passing by, he immediately greeted him with a compliment. After working as a waiter for so many years, he has already developed the ability to observe words and expressions, and he judged the moment this guest walked in.

This guest is different from those tourists who come to this small island to watch the game, but indulge in wine and sex. His eyes are as sharp as a wolf's.

So, given him ten guts, the bartender would not dare to neglect this guest.

"A bottle of whiskey,"

And this man with dreadlocks smiled slightly, found a seat and sat down, and said gently to the bartender.

"And give me an ice cube, thank you."

After sitting down, he began to observe the tavern with his own eyes.

The tavern is not big, but due to the boxing match, there are more customers now, and dozens of tables are full of guests.

Many people blushed from drinking, and then bragged to their companions about their past experience with pride, while the guests sitting at the same table either nodded in compliment, or buried their heads in their mouths. Wine, without a word.

The charming waitress shuttles from table to table, and as long as a customer waves, she will stop and perform a hot dance for the guests.

And as long as the guests are willing to pay more Bailey, these waitresses will sit directly on the guests and tease the guests with their youthful and hot bodies.

Next to the tavern is a hotel. Many guests who can't bear their desires will put their arms around the waitresses and walk out of the tavern door. Take yourself away by this guest.

Regarding this matter, the owner of the tavern will not stop it, because these waitresses are trained by him, and they will give him part of the money they get from the guests through any channel, even if it is theft. Or some kind of transaction that men and women love.

For these men with brains and sperm, he certainly enjoys it.

Gao Suo just sat in the corner, drinking wine, while watching all kinds of beings in the tavern with cold eyes.

At this time, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a drunk man walked in, staggering through the tavern.

The moment the drunk man walked in, Gao Suo slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, then took out a piece of ice placed beside him, and crushed it.

"Sir, you are drunk, do you need me to take you to find your companion? Or let me help you find a place to rest."

The waiter supported the drunk man and said slowly.

The drunk man didn't speak, but felt a little uncomfortable being supported by someone, and struggled violently.

He raised his head and looked at the waiter who was supporting him.

The waiter's heart tightened, because this drunk was a one-eyed man with a fierce and cruel face.

Cyclops smiled slightly, and the next moment, he directly grabbed the waiter's body and began to vomit.

"vomit!"

Numerous yellow or red sticky substances were spit on the waiter, and a foul smell filled the air.

"What are you doing sir?"

The waiter said with some displeasure that in their line of work, it is necessary to keep their clothes neat and tidy, and after this guest has done so, he will have to change his clothes.

And in this case, the peak period of the tavern's traffic in the evening will be missed, especially during the peak tourist season of the boxing competition.

This also means that he will lose a lot of tips.

In addition, the thing vomited out by this guest was really dirty and not smellable. The combination of various factors made the waiter not very happy.

But the drunk didn't stop there. Instead, he threw aside the waiter and rushed towards the guests at the next table.

Dirty vomit was scattered everywhere, and there were exclamations from the guests.

"Here's a troublemaker! Catch him! Throw him out!"

A middle-aged gentleman stood up from upstairs and yelled to the downstairs, and then several burly bartenders came out of the shadows and walked towards the drunk man with a grin on his face.

But what surprised many people was that despite the drunkenness of this man, he was quite strong. The joint efforts of several strong bartenders did not subdue the drunk man, but let him break free.

The whole tavern was in a mess.

"This kind of bastard should be thrown into the boxing ring and become the sandbag of that group of lunatics."

And the owner of the tavern, that is, the middle-aged gentleman, sat down slowly after finishing all this, and said indignantly.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp and sharp object pressing against his waist. Just as he was about to ask for help, a big hand covered his mouth. Then something cold like gravel was forced into his mouth, making him speechless.

Crushed ice cubes.

After running the tavern for so many years, he quickly understood what was stuffed into his mouth.

Unlike gravel, ice cubes are still cohesive after being crushed into froth. These ice powders were stuffed into his mouth, and quickly filled his mouth.

He couldn't swallow, and couldn't spit it out. Only after the ice cubes melted into water could he regain his ability to speak.

"Wooooow."

The middle-aged gentleman said with a look of horror, but because his mouth was stuffed with ice, he couldn't speak at all.

"It's very obvious that you were hijacked by me, and in a short time, your subordinates couldn't find out that you were hijacked by me."

Gao Suo pointed to the chaotic scene downstairs, and said slowly into the ear of the middle-aged gentleman.

"But as long as you obey my orders. I can still give you a chance to live."

He walked up to the middle-aged gentleman, waved the sharp dagger in his hand, and said slowly.

"Where is your money?"