Chapter 122

Hearing brother Dao's words, they all left with a smile.

Seeing these people leave, brother Dao muttered, "what a bunch of garbage."

With that, he quickly walked in one direction.

Not long after, he came to the top floor of a nightclub. Most people don't have the right to come up, but all the people like bodyguards who stopped at the entrance of the stairs saw brother Dao's dress and made way very consciously.

They all know the name of brother Dao, and they also know how high brother Dao is in the acceptance position of brother snake.

It can be said that brother Dao's words are often brother snake's words.

After crossing many sentries, he finally stood in front of brother snake's office.

He knocked lightly on the door.

"Knife?" Hearing the knock on the door, a very feminine voice came from inside. Anyone who hears this voice will subconsciously get goose bumps, and brother Dao is obviously used to it and has no movement.

"Yes, brother snake, is it convenient to come in?" He stood motionless in front of the door.

"Come in."

With the permission of the designer, he gently pushed open door, which was not locked.

Here, the door doesn't need to be locked.

The light in the room is very * *, very dim. This is an office, but it is not an office.

On one side is a desk, while on the other side is a very large round bed. The light on the round bed is particularly dim, and there are two figures on the bed at this time.

One of them must be brother snake.

"Knife, come to me so late. What's the matter?" Brother snake's voice rang out again, and the two figures on the bed over there stopped. Brother snake was very thin and looked like one meter five and one meter six, but the knife, which was a head higher than him, lowered his head when brother snake came, and dared not say a word.

When brother snake came to him, he told him what brother long had just told him.

Snake went to the desk on one side and snapped his fingers.

Then, the other tall figure on the bed hurriedly came down, very respectfully handed over a cigarette, and very attentively lit it for him.

At this time, I found that this is a woman with very exposed clothes. She has only thin underwear on her upper body and lower body, and her face is still a little flushed. The eyes of brother snake looking over there are very obedient and awe.

"You mean, a boy put everyone on Bruce Lee's side in an instant? And kicked them out?" Snake brother asked while smoking, squinting his eyes. His voice was not only feminine this time, but also a little killing.

"Yes, brother snake." Knife replied, not daring to say a word more.

In an instant, the whole room fell into a dead silence. Except for brother snake's faint smoking voice, neither the knife nor the woman dared to make a statement.

Finally, the cigarette in brother snake's hand was extinguished by him. He looked up and looked at the knife.

In this room, brother snake's pupils were not covered up because of the dim light, but very bright, bright and frightening, as if a sharp knife had passed through.

"What about Bruce Lee's garbage? Did you do it to him? Or did you suddenly mercifully let the garbage go? It was taught like this by a little guy. What's the use of him?"