Chapter 679: The Man in Black

The two Caucasian youths thought that Ning Tao would fall to the ground, but they didn't expect this guy to grin at them after being hit twice on the head so hard!

Ning Tao said with a smile: "I said that the consequences are very serious. This is your choice, so I'm sorry."

After finishing the words, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the neck of the young white man with tattoos on his neck, and threw him behind him. The white young man flew out of his hand with a huff, knocked down a wine table, and knocked down two people who were drinking on that wine table.

Someone screamed, someone shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

A few bodyguards who watched the scene ran over from different corners.

Ning Tao didn't pay attention to the bodyguards who rushed over like wolves and tigers. He grabbed the wrist of the white young man who was holding half of the wine bottle, and smiled: "You just pulled your eyelids up , Are you making fun of my small eyes?"

"Fake!" The white youth pumped his fist into Ning Tao's eyes.

boom!

Hit the target with one punch.

Ning Tao didn't even move his head, and there were no dark circles under his eyes, and he still kept a faint smile on his face: "It seems that eyes are not important to you."

After finishing the words, he suddenly turned the wrist of the young white man, pushed the half of the wine bottle into the young white man's eye socket.

Blood gushed out, and a shattered glass bottle pierced the eyeball.

"Ah—" There was a scream like a pig being slaughtered from the mouth of the white youth.

Ning Tao grabbed the half of the wine bottle and yanked it out, and then stabbed the white youth into the other eye socket with lightning speed.

Click!

Blood splattered.

The white youth suddenly fell to the ground and passed out. He insulted the small eyes of the Chinese with that discriminatory gesture, and he lost his eyes for the rest of his life.

As for evil, who can be more evil than the middleman between good and evil?

Ning Tao didn't even look at him again, turned to the white young man who was hit by him in the abdomen, and said as he walked: "You just learned from monkeys, right? I think you are very similar. I like your pair of monkeys. Legs, they're flexible."

"No, no, no..." The white young man shook his head vigorously,

The man also stepped back, but landed on the sofa.

Ning Tao stretched out his hand to grab him.

Suddenly a big black man rushed from the side and bumped into him.

The big black man was bounced back, and Ning Tao grabbed the collar of the white young man who was learning monkeys, and suddenly kicked him on the outside of his right knee.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking sounded, but was drowned in the deafening music.

"Ah—" The white young man who was acting as the blood monkey also let out a scream like killing a pig.

But the nightmare that belonged to him was just another beginning. Just as he collapsed to the ground, Ning Tao stepped on the knee of his left leg again.

Click!

Broken legs are like broken sugarcane.

The young Caucasian man who imitated monkey movements opened his mouth wide, but this time he couldn't even make a sound.

Although Ning Tao has the Tianzi version of the Yingu Town Spirit Talisman that seals his spiritual power for a lifetime, since he started the xiū liàn primitive refining method, he has actually entered the practice of the small nirvana. His body is not said to have reached the level of the Vajra body in the Small Nirvana Realm, but his fists and feet have reached it, because his fists and feet are the most used parts for forging iron, and he can even beat dragon spirit bones into flesh and be shot. How can a villain white man with a naked body stand up to his punches and kicks?

call!

There was a sudden sound of wind in the back of my head.

Ning Tao turned around, and a chair fell on his face.

The man who beat him was a white man, měng nán, at least 1.9 meters tall and weighing at least 300 catties. His arms were a little thicker than his thighs, and he was using an iron-legged chair from a bar.

Ning Tao froze for a moment, then shook.

But before he fell to the ground, another big black man rushed up from behind him, picked up a police swing stick in his hand, and slapped him hard on the back of the head.

Ning Tao closed his eyes, avoiding the liquid on the ground, and poured it in a relatively clean place.

"Kill him!" shouted some spectators.

"You guys continue to play, the boss will invite you to the next round of drinks." The white man who smashed Ning Tao's chair said, his voice came from the speaker system in the bar.

There was a burst of cheers in the bar.

Two bodyguards each grabbed Ning Tao's hand and dragged him into a fire escape, and then dragged him into an elevator.

"Damn it, who is this guy? How dare he make trouble in our territory."

"I don't know, but this guy is so ruthless that he used a wine bottle to poke blind people in the eyes on such an occasion."

"Whoever he is, he's dead."

Several bodyguards were talking in the elevator. From their tone, Ning Tao was almost dead.

Ning Tao remained motionless, without any reaction. He was hit twice on the head severely, but there was no trace of blood on his head, and even his hairstyle was not messed up. But such a flaw, several bodyguards did not notice.

This is Ning Tao's strategy.

He came to Minggu Bar for a visit. This was actually a temporary idea. He didn't have a detailed plan, and he came just after posting a Tianzi version of the Yingu Town Spirit Talisman. Seeing the two Chinese girls who were about to fall into the fire pit, he suddenly had this plan. Make trouble, get caught, and be sent to the boss here for "disposition".

"Mr. Hei", the owner of Minggu Bar, is the patient he took the initiative to visit this time.

Tiandao Medical Center moved to Manhattan, and the most troublesome person for him was not the group of people in the white house, nor cia, but Mr. Hei, the underground king of Manhattan. Mr. Yu, a villain like Mr. Hei must go to the doctor. In private, Mr. Hei sent so many people to Tángren Street to look for him, wanting to arrest him, how could he not come and show his face in person?

The elevator stopped, the elevator door opened, and the two bodyguards grabbed Ning Tao's hand and dragged him out of the elevator, and then entered a room.

The room is large, with gorgeous decoration, and the sound insulation is also done well. Once the door is closed, the noisy sound from below can't be heard.

Here it has its own music, Mozart's Sonata.

A white man in a black suit is sitting on a sofa with outstretched arms, and a scantily clad black woman is nestled in both arms. This Caucasian man was about forty years old, his figure was a little out of shape, but he looked generally strong. Except for his white skin, the rest of his body is black, including his necklace, ring and even socks.

Is this where the nickname "Men in Black" comes from?

Maybe, maybe not, but it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that this person's evil spirit is extremely deep!

Crash!

A glass of whiskey was splashed on Ning Tao's face, and his face and hair were covered with brown liquor.

Ning Tao opened his eyes cooperatively, then shook his head, as if he just woke up and still doesn't understand the situation.

"Who are you?" A white man in a black suit asked.

Ning Tao didn't answer, struggling to get up.

The white man in a black suit suddenly stood up, kicked Ning Tao in the chest, and then trampled Ning Tao under his feet.

"Are you...the man in black?" Ning Tao looked a little nervous.

The man in the black suit pressed his feet down hard, and his voice was full of anger: "Who sent you here, the Mexican gang, or the Poles hiding in the corner?"

Ning Tao said: "I don't know what you are talking about. I heard that you are the underground king of this generation. I came here specially to find you."

The white man in a black suit froze for a moment: "Are you looking for me?"

Ning Tao said: "Yes, I am looking for you. I think you are sick, so I came here specially to see you."

"Hahaha..." The man in the black suit laughed.

Several bodyguards were also amused by Ning Tao's words, and the room was full of laughter. The originally dark and tense atmosphere suddenly changed to a cheerful atmosphere.

The white man in a black suit took his foot on Ning Tao's chest, and he took off his suit and his shirt. In a blink of an eye, luǒ lù's upper body was covered with black tattoos, but it was not the usual tattoos of skulls or beasts, but a ragged looking dress, with a sentence tattooed on the rib cage: no sickness, no death, the darkness of the night Clothes.

This is where the nickname "Men in Black" comes from.

"Boss, he stabbed a kid in the eye with a wine bottle. Should we beat him up and hand him over to the police, or what should we do?" A black bodyguard asked.

The man in black waved his hand and slapped him.

There was a crisp snap.

The black bodyguard who was beaten covered his face, a little confused. He obviously didn't know why his boss beat him. To pierce a man's eyes is a serious sin. Considering the identity of this kid as a Chinese, the judge will definitely not show mercy. This kid will probably go through the prison, and he can achieve the purpose of punishment without their hands. He felt that he made a good suggestion, but he didn't expect to get a slap instead of approval.

The man in black said viciously: "Give it to the police? Are you an idiot still wanting to receive a good citizen award? I want everyone to know that no matter who makes trouble in my place, it will end badly!"

A white bodyguard said to the two black pearls sitting on the sofa: "What are you still doing here? Get out."

The two black pearls seemed to realize what was going to happen, they hurriedly got up from the sofa and ran out the door.

The man in black squatted next to the sofa, and sucked his nostrils at the row of white powder on the coffee table. With an unpleasant sound, the row of white powder got into his nostrils. He rubbed his nose, and his spirit seemed to be sublimated instantly, entering a state of transcendence and holiness.

Then he took out a silver aluminum alloy box from under the coffee table. The box was not big, and when he opened it, it contained instruments of torture. There are pliers for pulling out teeth or nails, as well as sharp knives, canned liquefied gas cutters, axes, hammers and so on.

Ning Tao got up from the ground.

Two bodyguards came up immediately, grabbed his arms, one left and one right, and pressed his shoulders at the same time, making him uneasy.

The man in black picked up an ax from the aluminum alloy box, and walked towards Ning Tao: "No one can mess with me, last time a Mexican killer sold goods here, do you know what happened to him, he It has been made into chicken feed!"

After finishing the words, he suddenly swung his legs and kicked Ning Tao in the face with a side kick.

This action is clean and neat, full of kung fu flavor.

However, Ning Tao, who was beaten, smiled.