Chapter 548

Before he could scream, the black haired woman turned around with her arms in her arms. A fierce over shoulder fall hit him on the floor, making a thud.

The little gangster shut up on the spot, and there was no chance for the scream to come out.

Then there was a clash of fists, chairs, chairs, chairs, glasses and sundries. Then there was the scream of the little gangsters.

But the most fascinating thing is that the black haired woman's mouth explodes like a pea.

With Luke's composure, he could not hear his face.

Looking at the scuffle, he put his head to Vanessa's ear: "she looks much better than you."

Vanessa gave him another big white eye, which made him itch.

That black haired woman is very powerful, but not that kind of formal professional, but a typical master of city fighting.

Pull the hair, grab the ears, bend the fingers, slap the ears, kick the crotch and make a group of little gangsters cry for their parents.

But in this unfair fight, she was also red eyes and swollen mouth.

Luke smashed it, smashed his mouth: "really don't help?"

In fact, he thinks this black haired woman is very pleasant, fierce and tough, that is She has a lot of coquettish in her mouth.

What's the best way to kick your beep? It's only suitable to eat my mother's Xiang. You maggots in the cesspit come out like a stream of swearing words to help fight and kick, causing tons of soul attacks on the small gangsters in the opposite direction.

Unfortunately, she is a woman, and in the face of seven or eight men, after hitting three people, she was knocked down by the remaining four gangsters, surrounded by a fight.

Dry Martine (dry martini) in the black bareheaded hand on the side finally slipped, and the glass broke into pieces with a clang. However, he suddenly stood up and strode past.

Bang! Click! Poof! PA!

After several sounds, some of the four hoodlums who beat up the black haired woman were in a coma on the spot.

Some screamed loudly and hugged the ankles that had become Z-shaped, some knelt on the ground and vomited wildly with their stomachs covered, and there was another unlucky egg who was kicked down by black bald head and then stepped on the big foot board to face, which was a big step.

At the same time of making such a ferocious action, the black bald face showed a gentle and incomparable smile, and held out his hand to the black haired woman who was staggering up from the ground: "can you know it? I seem to love you. "

"Poof!" Luke took a mouthful of juice and sprayed it on the ground.

He used to think that blackhead would ask "are you ok?" and so on. Who knows it was that sentence.

The point is that after a round up, the black haired woman's hair has gone out, her face has swollen several pieces, and her clothes are also covered with wine dust and sundries. At first glance, she looks like a beggar woman.

People are like this, black bareheaded words can also say? Shouldn't you send someone to the hospital first!

As a result, the black haired woman got up shaking, spitting out a bloody spit on her side, and looked at the black bald head and said: "how old are you? My hair is gone, and I want to learn how to flirt with other young people! " Then she limped out.

Black bald head was shocked for a moment, and suddenly he burst out laughing and bent down.

Vanessa was stunned and chuckled when she saw the situation there.

When the black haired woman pushed the door out, the black bald head stopped laughing and quickly stood up straight and followed her out.

Luke gave a blessing: "come on, I look after you."

He didn't look back. He made a gesture to him and disappeared at the door.

Luke smashed it, smashed his mouth: "is this beauty in the eyes of the beholder?"

Vanessa's face was inexplicable, and she gave a little hum.

At this time, another group of people rushed out of the side passage, just passing by her.

Seeing Vanessa sitting next to the bar, a group of people turned around and said, "beauty, let's have a drink." A few people came around.

When Luke heard the strong smell of alcohol in these people, he knew that these guys were delirious.

Turning his eyes, he put his arm around Vanessa: "mine. You can get out of here. "

Where do some drunkards care about his words, a dull and debauched smile approached, and several hands stretched out to touch Vanessa.

Luke's empty right hand grasps a red wine opener on the bar, then raises it and ties it down.

Within a second, he repeated this step four times, and knelt at his feet four people holding hands and screaming.

"Are you sober? Go away when you wake up. " He said impatiently, and threw away the bottle opener with blood in his hand.

"You die!" A drunk who didn't reach out seemed to wake up a bit, and raised his hand to his waist.

Luke leaned leisurely on the bar and looked at the guy quietly.

The drunkard's hand came out from behind his waist, but it was a pistol.

In Luke's eyes, this guy is as slow as an old bull.He picked up the corner of his mouth, and his right leg on the ground was suddenly raised. He hit the man's gun hand with his toe. The pain made the gangster loose. The gun flew up in the air and fell in front of Luke.

Raise your hand to catch the falling pistol. Luke's muzzle is facing down and pulls the trigger.

Bang!

The man fell to his knees screaming and a hole appeared in his calf.

Luke nodded: "it's still loaded. It's your own misfortune."

When he shot, the other three gangsters also touched his waist.

This time, Luke stopped talking nonsense and banged two guns. The remaining three immediately stepped up to the back of the former drunkard, with holes in their calves and kneeling.

Only then did he step forward, take away their pistols, and touch a car key on the first one.

"Let's go. These people should have friends." He said as he grabbed Vanessa and walked out of the bar.

After going out, their broken car has disappeared.

Luke is not surprised about this. Anyone who dares to touch a mobile phone here will immediately be chased and ready to take it. The car is no exception.

Luke took the car key in his hand, went directly to a Toyota pickup, inserted the key and opened the door.

Vanessa's no surprise. This is the Toyota at the door of the bar.

When they got on the bus, Luke asked, "to the airport?"

Vanessa thought for a moment and shook her head. "Turn around the city. The flight will be waiting for two hours."

Luke nodded and drove slowly.

Without purpose or direction, the two wandered around the city at will.

At night, San Pedro Sula is more chaotic.

Sporadic gunshots and screams showed that it would never peacefully finish the night.

The two in the car were silent.

The difference is imminent.

Although there is no sadness, but think about the last ten days of leisure vacation, there is still a kind of reluctant.

The engine of the car is small and loud from the back. Two cars are approaching quickly, squeaking in front of the Toyota pickup.