Chapter 270

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Bitter wine down the throat… feels warm.

Hehe heh.

The blue-eyed man’s mental state was a bit strange. The alcohol accelerated his blood flow, and the effects of the painkiller seemed to be amplified by the accelerating effect of the alcohol.

If people from the medical groups knew they were using painkillers this way, they might praise them as pharmaceutical geniuses!

This was f—king murder!

But for the people of the Venom gang, as long as they could make more money, they didn’t care!

Compared to the lively bars of other gangs, the Venom gang’s bar was a bit quieter. Everyone quietly found a place to sit and then began to enjoy a rare moment of peace.

Even without sofas and chairs, they would lean against the wall and sit, because after drinking too much, their legs would tremble, and they couldn’t stand steadily.

After two glasses of wine, Blue Eyes finally felt completely comfortable. He even peed a little, but he didn’t care. He was very happy right now.

He stood up unsteadily, staggered and almost fell, but managed to grab onto the sofa in time. After letting out a series of meaningless silly laughs, he moved his steps and walked out of the bar.

He had to go back tonight. Wolf had been very careful recently and was also a little impatient with him, possibly because he felt he had rashly opened fire on Lance and his group.

But he felt that Wolf was still too timid. Sooner or later, they would have to face off anyway, so why not face off now? Who would win and who would lose, they had never fought, so the final result was still unknown!

Thinking about these things, he staggered out of the bar. The darkness did not make him afraid; on the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling of being bathed in the darkness.

The pitch-black sky seemed to be a protective color protecting him. He lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes slightly, and a gentle wind blew over. He took a deep breath, and this comfortable feeling almost made him moan.

Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, someone suddenly blocked the entrance. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously turned around, but was then kicked into the air and fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to draw his gun, Hiram took out a dagger and stabbed it into his wrist, then twisted it forcefully.

He actually didn’t scream, but instead stared at Hiram in the darkness with wide eyes. At this time, he also realized who this person was.

The painkiller and alcohol were still numbing his nerves, making him unable to feel the pain. On the contrary, because of this, he felt that he was invincible at this moment!

He was using his pierced wrist to fight against the dagger in Hiram’s hand. It was the first time Hiram had seen such a ruthless person; his eyes were about to pop out!

“This motherf—ker is a tough guy!” he continued to use force. The people around could all feel a wave of tooth-aching discomfort. The sound of the blade rubbing against the wrist bone made people feel uncomfortable.

But Blue Eyes, as if he hadn’t noticed, continued to use force.

He didn’t dodge, nor did he run. It seemed that today he was determined to fight Hiram.

Lance noticed that something was wrong with him, “Tie him up first. His situation is a bit strange right now. Take him back first.”

Hiram took out the pistol from his coat and threw it to the person behind him. Then several people turned him over and tied him up.

In fact, he didn’t have much ability to resist. The alcohol and painkillers were at their maximum effect. He couldn’t feel the pain, but that didn’t mean he had the ability to resist.

Soon, Blue Eyes was put into the car. Although the people from the Venom gang also saw what was happening at the entrance, they just watched from the side and had no intention of interfering.

A dozen minutes later, Blue Eyes was thrown onto a chair in the garage.

The painkiller content in the liquor was not very high. After being tied up and doused with cold water several times, his whole person gradually sobered up.

The person guarding him quickly went to call Lance and the others. Then a large group of people came to the garage.

Just now they were discussing that Blue Eyes’ condition didn’t seem like he was just drunk, but more like he was in a strange state.

They didn’t know what this situation was and could only guess randomly. But as they guessed, the topic went astray.

Hiram started talking about Patricia. The others were also very curious about this girl. After all, in a sense, once Lance married Patricia, Patricia would be the “matriarch.”

They were very curious about what kind of girl could win Lance’s heart. You know, besides the two girls here, there were many other girls who were not stingy with their bodies and wanted to sleep with him.

But no one had ever heard of Lance sleeping with anyone. He was as chaste as a monk!

If it weren’t for the fact that he wasn’t interested in his brothers’ asses, people might even suspect that he also had a problem.

As everyone was laughing and chatting, Alan ran over and told them the person was awake.

A group of people came to the garage. The ground was already covered with a waterproof cloth.

When Lance and his group came in, he vaguely remembered what had happened a few days ago.

He began to struggle violently, but the pain in his wrist and the rope that tightly bound him made all his struggles fruitless.

His gaze first stared at Hiram, then moved to Lawn’s bandaged arm, and finally to Lance.

He didn’t speak, just watched quietly. It could be seen that this was indeed a ruthless person. At least the wound on his wrist didn’t make him cry out.

“I don’t like the look in your eyes,” Lance looked at Lawn, “He’s all yours.”

Lawn’s right hand was still normal. He walked to the side of the wall, took down a slightly peeling baseball bat from the Sailing Team, and weighed it in his hand.

“Want to ask him something?”

Lawn asked Lance. Lance thought for a moment, “Ask him what was up with that state he was in before.”

Then the group left the garage. The sound of a baseball bat hitting a body immediately rang out in the garage. Besides Blue Eyes occasionally crying out, most of the time he was gritting his teeth and enduring.

You could even hear the low roar he let out before being hit, to welcome the pain and fear of the blow!

But no matter how tough he was, a person is not metal after all. In front of a baseball bat, all living beings are equal.

Whether it’s an elephant or a human, it’s impossible to be harder than a metal baseball bat!

About ten minutes later, Lawn shook the bloodstains off the baseball bat and walked out of the garage, “He said the liquor from Venom does that to you.”

Lance nodded, “Tell the brothers not to drink it, and the same goes for the workers. There’s something wrong with this liquor.”

Then he asked again, “Where is he?”

“Still has a breath left.” Lawn had already vented his anger to his heart’s content. Lance led his men back into the garage.

Blue Eyes, his head hanging low, was on the verge of death. It was already difficult for him to lift his head. He could only see some people walking up to him.

He used his last bit of strength to spit a mouthful of bloody saliva on Lance’s shoe.

Lance looked at his leather shoe and chuckled twice, “You are a respectable opponent, sir.”

“But unfortunately, I can’t give you a decent ending. If there’s a chance, I will let you be decent.”

“As a reward for a tough guy, I can help you pass on a message, to your boss, or someone you care about. I can even help you give them a sum of money.”

Blue Eyes slowly raised his head. He looked at Lance. Lance’s expression was very serious. He seemed to be judging whether he was telling the truth or lying.

After a good while, his head drooped down again, “Help me give my son a message. Don’t f—king go down this road.”

“I have an account, hidden in the back panel of the large wardrobe. The password is his birthday…”

He paused for a moment, then said softly, “Give me a quick one. It hurts too much!”

Lance lifted his coat, drew a dagger, and plunged it into his heart. This was the fastest way.

More than ten minutes later, he stopped “dripping.” Lance had someone untie him from the chair. Alan was trembling a little, but was still forcing himself to hold on.

Lance patted his shoulder, which startled him and almost made him jump up!

Seeing it was Lance, he then suppressed his discomfort, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was you!”

Lance waved his hand, “If you want to vomit, go outside and vomit. No one will laugh at you.”

If Lance hadn’t said it, it would have been fine. But as soon as he said it, the others couldn’t help but burst into laughter, which made Alan’s face flush red.

On the contrary, the desire to vomit lessened a little. He seemed very angry, “I won’t vomit, and I won’t let you guys laugh at me!”

They laughed even more cheerfully. He subconsciously glanced at the pale Blue Eyes, then at these well-dressed, laughing people, stepping on the wet waterproof cloth. Suddenly, all of this formed a picture with a huge impact, causing his worldview to undergo a drastic change!

In the end, Alan didn’t vomit. Someone told him that actually, many people here had also vomited the first time they did this kind of thing.

This made Alan chase after and ask Lance if he had vomited the first time he killed someone. They recalled the first killing that day as if it were a memory.

“I don’t know if that was his first time doing this kind of thing, but his skilled appearance didn’t look like it was his first time at all. He was very calm, without the slightest fear or discomfort.”

“He was like that, so we could only force ourselves to hold it in, otherwise we would only let him laugh at us!”

After hearing this, Alan’s admiration for Lance rose to another level. This was a real ruthless person!

The blood remaining on the waterproof cloth was washed into the sewer, but Blue Eyes was still useful.

Bill thought that an apology would be enough. Lance would let him know that just an apology was not enough!

At ten-something in the evening, several cars brought Blue Eyes to the outside of the Red Dog Gang’s headquarters. They found a remote corner, threw the body inside the wall, and then Alan was instructed to go to a public phone booth and make a call to the Wolf Gang.

He covered the mouthpiece with a handkerchief, glanced at the group of people standing outside the phone booth, and felt that these people were really f—king idle!

After the call was connected, he cleared his throat, “You guys have a blue-eyed guy, right?”

“He’s already dead, right here (at the Red Dog Gang headquarters). Bill told me to tell you that if you don’t get out of the Port District, you’ll be next!”

After speaking, he hung up the phone with a click…