Chapter 342 Face to Face!

"Wait in the car." Qin Kun dropped out of the car and went into the bar.

Wang Yuan bit his lower lip and hesitated. Suddenly, he reached out to pull the car door. Li Hong stopped him in a hurry, "You're crazy. You didn't see that eldest brother Qin is unhappy. If you go, I can't help you! If eldest brother Qin hadn't found us today, have you thought about what we would have to face?!"

"But, Zhang Yang probably doesn't know about this at all." Wang Yuan looked a little flustered. She just didn't want Qin Kun to get into any unnecessary trouble because of her.

"You still speak for Zhang Yang. Don't ever mention it again! Or neither of us can do it!" Li Hong held Wang Yuan tightly. She would never see Wang Yuan upset Qin Kun if she said anything today. She could only blame them for their bad luck!

In the bar, qin kun ordered a drink and sat at the bar, "Where's your boss?"

"Our boss is not here. Is there anything this gentleman can do for our boss?" The bartender looked at Qin Kun warily. His boss had already told him that if anyone knew him, they wouldn't have to go through them. Naturally, they knew how to find him.

"Not here? Click." The glass in Qin Kun's hand suddenly burst and the bartender jumped.

"Are you here to cause trouble?!" The bartender wasn't stupid either. Qin Kun suddenly broke the glass, which was already threatening.

"I guess so." Qin Kun's voice fell, and he kicked a hole in the bar in front of him, "I'm sorry, everyone, smash the floor. Go out if you're okay, lest you get hurt!"

There were not many people in the bar, but there were also dozens of people. One of the drunken men looked around and said, "Kid, you're the only one who broke the scene? Are you kidding me?"

"Really? If you don't listen to the warning, the consequences will be at your own risk!" As Qin Kun spoke, a pistol appeared in his hand, "Bang!"

"Ah, murder..." Someone screamed and ran out of the bar without looking back.

The drunk man came back to his senses and swallowed his saliva, "Brother, brother, I'm joking. I'm going to get out. I'm going to get out now!"

In less than a minute, the bar was left with the bartender standing there with a pale face, and the others had long since disappeared...

"Give me a glass of Poland run off vodka."

"Yes, yes..." The bartender's hands trembled, and he nearly dropped the glass several times. It was a pistol. Was it really to smash the place, not to seek revenge?!

In the office behind the bar, Zhang Erhe heard gunshots as well. He took a small silver pistol out of the safe, which he kept secretly just in case he needed it. He thought he had no enemies, but the gunshots outside were clearly heard in his bar. Could it be that there was a shooting case?!

Businessmen are all afraid of this, and he is no exception. If a dead person, I think he would have to change places...

"Why are you still standing there? Let's call the police!" Next to Zhang Erhe was a beautiful young girl in her early twenties. Her face could only be described as wearing heavy makeup and looking past. Her figure was perfect. If Qin Kun was around, she could tell at a glance that the woman's body and face combined had at least used dozens of knives...

"No police!" Zhang Erhe hurriedly took out the contents of the safe. Where to hide, where to hide?

After searching around the room, he finally looked at the girl's plumpness...

In the front hall of the bar, Qin Kun downed the strong distilled wine in one gulp and burped contentedly. Although the wine was not very pure, he could eat it in front of him...

The wine's gone, it's time to get down to business.

Qin Kun wiped the corner of his mouth and jumped directly into the bar. As expected, there was a corridor inside the bar.

I didn't see such a small office. It was really secretive. I was afraid there was something shameful, wasn't there?

"Bang." The door of the office was kicked open. Zhang Erhe had just stuffed something into the woman's fullness when he saw a figure standing in front of the door, looking at them with a half-smile.

Qin Kun glanced at the woman, then walked up to the table and picked up the photo of the family of three, "Tsk tsk, your wife used thousands of knives to make it look like this?!"

Zhang Erhe's mouth twitched twice. Was this guy trying to kill him or his wife?

"Elder brother, I'm not his wife. This has nothing to do with me. Can you let me go?" The girl couldn't tell what Qin Kun looked like, but even if qin kun was wearing a mask, she could tell that the man in front of her was about the same age as herself, at most a few years old, and 90 % of him could be a handsome pot...

"Want to go?"

The girl's little heart trembled. She glanced at Zhang Erhe, took Qin Kun by the arm boldly, and pasted her plumpness on it, "Well, elder brother, I'm just here for a job interview. I don't know him at all. Just let me go."

"Wait there honestly." Qin Kun pretended to be pretty. Of course, he wasn't interested in such a woman, but he smelled something familiar. It was on this woman!

The girl paused, pouted and rubbed her lips against Qin Kun. She tried everything. Why is it not working now?!

Zhang Erhe was upset. After all, it was his own woman. He felt very upset when she was making waves in front of other men!

But he didn't dare to show it now. This guy was a man who dared to shoot. Unlike him, he didn't dare to shoot even if he had a gun in his hand, because it was against the law! He could easily attract the police, and he wouldn't be able to handle it!

He felt that the man in front of him was not friendly, so he did not take out his gun to fight with him, not to mention that he was a common people, getting a gun was also a must.

"Brother, brother..." Zhang Erhe smiled apologetically, "I don't know what I've done to offend brother, or..."

"Tell me, your wife touched my woman. How do I settle this?" Qin Kun closed the door and sat down on the pure leather swivel chair, "And you sent someone to trouble my woman, right?"

Zhang Erhe paused and thought of something. A cold sweat ran down his forehead, "Brother, brother, this is all a misunderstanding. How can I find someone to do that?! Who said that? Tell me, or we'll confront each other!"

The pitch-black pistol slipped into Zhang Erhe's mouth, "You don't admit it?"

Plop, Zhang Erhe instantly knelt down, and the fear of death invaded his brain. The pistol behind him seemed to have been set up, and he never took it out...