Chapter 687: Ji Jiji
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It wasn't until the backs of the two disappeared completely at the gate that the group of welcoming ladies dare to approach the five security guards diligently and called the emergency number.
A security guard's injury seemed to be less serious, and his consciousness briefly regained consciousness, opening his eyes strenuously.
"Hurry, go and inform the boss!"
After finishing these words, he tilted his head and passed out.
The few welcome ladies did not dare to neglect, and separated people into the night tribe to report the matter.
The decoration style of Ye Tribe Bar is more brutal than Ye Hong imagined.
A large circular stage occupies half of the lobby on the first floor, and in line with the deafening music rhythm, a group of people are bouncing their heads on top.
The hall is close to the four sides of the wall, except for the passageway when it came, forming a long circular bar.
Before the bar, some customers who didn't like bungee, or people who took a break, leaned on the bar with wine glasses and sipped the wine in their hands.
From time to time, there are bartenders in uniforms who make cocktails for guests behind the bar.
In the middle of the west side of the hall, a winding upward staircase connects to the second floor.
The outside of the entire second floor is made of special one-way glass. The people downstairs can't see the scenery of the second floor, but the people on the second floor can see the first floor lobby.
Ye Hong decided to collect information from the first floor first.
He took Ji Er, and he didn't know who to ask for a while. He just walked towards a drunk customer.
But Ye Hong finally ignored Ji Er's deterrent force.
The drunk woman was a **** woman in leather and leather pants. At this time, she was carrying a wine bottle in one hand, a wine glass in another, and one cup after another.
On her side was a tall, thin man with golden hair.
At that moment, the tall, thin man was slyly extending his salty pig's hand towards the woman.
When Ye Hong and Ji Er walked towards the customer and saw Ji's chariot-like figure rolling over, the thin tall man's complexion suddenly changed, and he scolded in a hurry and hurriedly turned around and walked away.
It’s not just him. At the moment when Ji Er is approaching, all the people who want to conspiracy while the customer is drunk are caught by Ji Er’s. Frightened by the appalling appearance, he left in a hurry with a white face.
It seems that those security guards had predicted correctly that Ji Er really scared the "customers" of the night tribe.
Ye Hong didn't know that Ji Er had in fact protected several people, but came to the man in the leather jacket and asked, "This lady, have you seen this man in the photo?"
The picture shown to the woman in his hand is exactly what Zhang looks like.
"belch--"
The woman burped a big wine burp, glanced at the photo, and then immediately looked away and turned to Yehong.
"I haven't seen it, it's dark and ugly to death, it's not as good as your brother!"
The woman grinned and shook her head toward Yehong: "Come, handsome little brother, have a drink with her sister!"
Ye Hong felt the disgusting alcohol in the woman's body, frowned, and gently pointed at her forehead.
"Ding! Trigger entry-level finger strength!"
This simple finger, but contains a huge force, the woman's entire body was pushed back stiffly on the bar counter.
Then he tilted his head and slept cleanly.
Ye Hong shook his head and scolded himself, how could it be so stupid to choose the target on this kind of drunkard?
Ye Hong, who was smart, set the goal on the barman of the Ye tribe.
They working here should notice the guest Zhang.
But Ye Hong asked several bartenders in succession, all shaking their heads and saying that they had never seen Xiao Zhang.
As Ye Hong continued to search for information, Lei Zi, who was smoking in the next street, suddenly shrank his pupils, and the hand holding the cigarette suddenly shook.
Leizi couldn't care about the finger he was burnt, and hurriedly got into the car and drove towards the night tribe!
"MMP, Lao Tzu remembers who opened the Night Tribe!"
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