Just as Xiao Bei came to his senses,
Ellui's doors opened again.
Two men came out, one in front of the other—one bald, one with hair.
Xiao Bei recognized them immediately.
Weren't they Zhang Qiandan's two brothers?
Baldy and Hammer.
Both men wore wild grins.
They charged noisily toward Zhang Qiandan.
By then, the entire Ellui bar had descended into panic.
One Country H girl after another screamed hysterically.
Xiao Bei looked in the direction the men had gone, thought for a moment, then followed them.
In a dark alley three streets away from Ellui bar,
the suited man who had run ahead was already in despair.
There was no way out ahead.
Just as he turned to run back, he saw Zhang Qiandan with a toothpick between his lips and a cold smile on his face.
The machete in Zhang Qiandan's hand scraped along the ground.
At the sight of Zhang Qiandan, the suited man fled backward in terror.
But there was a wall behind him.
Zhang Qiandan simply strolled forward at an unhurried pace.
This prey was already his.
Just then, Baldy and Hammer arrived as well.
"Fuck, pay up!" Baldy shook his head, a knife in hand, and swaggered quickly toward the suited man.
Not to be outdone, Hammer spat on the ground and quickly came to Zhang Qiandan's side.
He pulled two cigarettes from his pocket.
He handed one to Zhang Qiandan, who accepted it.
Zhang Qiandan placed it between his lips, and Hammer took out a lighter to light it for him.
Then Hammer lit one for himself.
The two of them walked toward the corner,
smoking as they went.
By then, Baldy had reached the suited man.
The suited man sat on the ground in terror, scrambling backward.
"Fuck! Run! Run!"
As he spoke,