After settling Reba and Mengmeng, the originally spacious room suddenly became lively.
Especially with the little angel Mengmeng, it was even more lively.
After that, Ian bought a lot of daily necessities. Reba and Mengmeng stayed here temporarily.
Actually, Ian was quite happy that the two of them were staying here, especially since Reba knew how to cook and wash clothes, unlike him. He ate takeout and washed clothes in a mess. He didn't even know how much laundry soap he had poured into the washing machine.
It was equivalent to him waiving the other party's rent and hiring a nanny. Most importantly, this nanny was quite pleasing to the eye.
After living together for two to three days, the three of them were very harmonious. There was no contradiction at all. Those who did not know better would have thought that it was a family of three. However, on the third day, Ian noticed that someone was staring at him.
Every day when he went out to buy something, he felt that someone was following him.
Faced with such a situation, Ian immediately called Team Leader Lin.
The other party was the leader of the local television station. He must be familiar with these underground societies. Sure enough, when the call was made, Team Leader Lin was silent for a while. Then, she asked what had happened. If there was a need, she would help. She was still quite capable.
However, Ian did not want Team Leader Lin to be busy. There were some things that Ian did not intend to compromise on.
Life was not a novel. There were not so many idiots who would come and slap their faces. Sometimes, only an iron fist could get what one wanted.
Soon, Team Leader Lin explained to Ian.
This organization was a new organization that had only been established in the past two years. It used to be called the Black Snake Gang, but the boss of the Black Snake Gang was arrested. A few days later, a few rich second-generation heirs found their Ryuji, who was the second son of this gang.
After some discussion, the rich second-generation heirs paid the money and they contributed. Becoming an affiliated club was basically recognizing a new boss.
The main purpose of this force was very simple. It was inevitable to encounter trouble when doing business, such as nail households and some blind people. As a businessman, he couldn't do anything that violated the rules. After all, they were public figures, so these people were here to help them do these things.
He was willing to go to jail for a few million yuan. If they were willing to run away, they would be given 50 or 60 thousand yuan and come back in a year.
For this reason, these people were naturally willing to follow these rich second-generation heirs.
After asking around, he found out that the gathering place of these rich second-generation heirs was the Night Bar. This bar was run by them. It usually did not accept customers. It was mainly for people from their circle to have fun. If they wanted to enter, they needed proof.
After knowing this, Ian thanked the other party and hung up the phone. He looked out the window indifferently and muttered a few words.
"Night Bar!"
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At 9 PM, the entire sky of Beijing was shrouded in darkness. Many people went to bed early, but for a group of people, this was just their activity time.
Night Bar was considered a high-end bar in Yanjing.
However, this bar was a little unusual. Usually, the people who came here were either rich or noble. Some people who drove Lamborghini even needed an invitation to enter.
For this reason, many gold diggers would wait here. As long as they saw someone come out, especially when they saw the other party alone. They directly forced a chance encounter, even if they had to give him sex, they would hit on each other.
Needless to say, the success rate was quite high.
After these rich second-generation heirs played, they would send gifts more or less. The most stingy ones were LV bags and the like. If you were lucky enough to catch their eye and play with you for two to three months, you could easily get a million-dollar car.
Today, after the Night Bar opened, there were still many people coming.
However, everyone was strictly checked before they were put in. These rich second-generation heirs did not say anything. Although these methods made them a little unhappy. However, he remembered that the other party was also thinking about safety. They were all rich second-generation heirs. If they met someone who was not afraid of death or some unruly people, it would not be worth it to kill them.
Even if he had money, he had to live to spend it.
A taxi stopped beside the bar, and a man wearing a mask slowly got out.
Although the man's face could not be seen clearly, from his figure, one could tell that he was a handsome man.
This man was naturally Ian. He left home early today and ran left and right, quickly losing his tail. Then, she waited alone in a coffee shop until it was late at night.
"Show me your membership card or invitation!”
As soon as they walked into the Night Bar, the two burly security guards said coldly as they kept hitting their left hands with the stun batbatons. As a result, most people were a little afraid when they saw this place.
"Get lost!"
Ian walked in without even raising his head. He did not want to pay any attention to what these people were saying.
"Hit him!"
The security guard didn't waste any time. He picked up the stun baton and turned it on. A series of crackling sounds of electricity could be heard. She was ready to beat Ian up.
In the face of the menacing few people, Ian formed a palm with his left hand and ruthlessly slashed at the opponent's wrist.
"Kacha!"
In the noisy environment, the sound of the fracture was not very loud, but the scream attracted everyone's attention.
Ian's background was unknown, and he wasn't dressed well, especially since he didn't drive over. They immediately locked onto him. He was looking for trouble. Usually, people who came to play wouldn't wear masks, especially these rich second-generation heirs. They were all more high-profile than anyone else.
For this reason, the security guards immediately took action. After being in this place for so long, if he didn't even know how to look at people, then he might as well not do it.
However, they never expected Ian to be a grandmaster of Taiji Fist.
What kind of person was a Taiji Fist Grandmaster?
Perhaps only Zhang Sanfeng himself could defeat Ian.
What could a person of such a level do when fighting against some strong men?
To be honest, it would not be a problem for Ian to have another fifty or sixty people.
It was very simple. Would a middle-aged man holding a sickle be afraid of a dozen babies holding daggers?
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