The Emperor Hao Bar was not the largest bar in the area, but it was the most lively.
Being in a superior position was one of the most important things.
It was because there was a mix of good and evil people here.
In this place, you could almost get everything you wanted.
As night fell, the bar's business also began to heat up.
Young men and women kept walking into the dance floor, twisting with the dynamic music, and their hot bodies.
Meng Fan pushed through the crowd and walked to the side of the bar.
As soon as he sat down, an enchanting woman swayed her graceful body and sat next to Meng Fan, showing off the weapon in front of her chest.
She looked at Meng Fan with a charming look.
"Little handsome boy, you look unfamiliar.
Is this the first time you've come?
I'll treat you a cup of wine!" The woman waved her wine glass.
Seeing her taking the initiative, Meng Fan approached the woman and greedily sucked in the perfume that didn't smell good.
He pretended to be enjoying it and said, "Beauty, please let me treat you with this cup of wine.
I'm in a much better mood when I see you." Meng Fan didn't even bother to conceal his true self as he examined the man's figure.
"Disgusting." The woman smiled seductively and pushed Meng Fan, her body intentionally and unintentionally moving closer to him.
After a while, Meng Fan asked with a smile, "Beauty, do you know who committed the demolition project in the village in the city?" Hearing Meng Fan's question, the woman's body obviously paused.
She looked at Meng Fan with innocent eyes and said, "Handsome, I really don't know this!" Meng Fan reached out and pinched the woman's buttock.
He smiled and said, "Beauty, as long as you tell me, this is yours." Meng Fan took out a few furs and waved them in front of the woman.
"It's Sun Li.
He's a famous rich person in this area.
Ordinary people can't afford to offend him." The beautiful woman took the money from Meng Fan's hand and threw a quick kiss to him before she left.
Meng Fan had already gotten what he wanted, so there was no need for him to stay any longer.
He rose to his feet and was about to leave.
However, as soon as he got up, he saw a few gangsters pointing at him.
From the looks of it, they were people who were watching the bar.
"Stop, what do you want to do by asking Brother Sun?" The five or six men stood in front of Meng Fan and asked with unkind faces.
"Yo, there are no beauties here, but you guys come.
It seems that it's really not a good day to go out today." Meng Fan shook his head.
He didn't expect that woman to tell everyone about herself.
However, since Meng Fan dared to come here, he naturally wouldn't be afraid of these people.
If he couldn't even deal with these little gangsters, then why would he have to live in that sort of life and death battle for nine years?
Meng Fan's words angered a few people.
One of them cursed disdainfully.
"Our boss is asking you a question.
If you don't want to die, then answer honestly." As he said this, he took out the stick that was hidden behind his back and lightly tapped it on his left hand.

"You guys want to stop me?" Meng Fan sighed and kicked the tall stool next to him.
At the same time, several of the younger brothers who were watching the scene also shouted and charged toward Meng Fan.
However, they were smashed heavily onto their bodies by the chairs that flew over.
"Boy, you have some skills." The other people gritted their teeth and said, "Some people dare to make trouble in the Dihao Bar, but the first one dares to be so flagrant." Meng Fan's expression was calm as he threw a fist towards the wooden stick that was aimed at his head.
Kacha!
The wooden stick, which was as thick as a wrist, snapped.
In the next second, Meng Fan grabbed the wooden stick from the man's hand, revealing half of the wooden stick.
He then stabbed it into the man's arm.
The blood was accompanied by miserable shrieks.
Finally, the onlookers were frightened.
They all hid off to the side, looking at Meng Fan in terror.
"You guys aren't qualified to stop me!" said Meng Fan, glancing at the others.
They were so frightened that they began to tremble.
After confirming the accuracy of the news, Meng Fan left the bar in a mess.
"Who is he?" In the dark, a figure slowly came out, and continued in a cold tone, "Check it, if you can accept it, then accept it, if not..." Of course, Meng Fan didn't know what had happened here.
Right now, all he wanted to do was hurry to his destination and get an explanation for his fellow villagers.
It was getting dark.
Meng Fan walked all the way and arrived at a rich area according to the address given by the woman.
This was a villa area.
People who could buy a villa here were either local officials or wealthy businessmen.
One had to verify one's identity to be able to get in and out of this place.
Meng Fan was the type of person who would be so foolish.
He would climb over the main gate, climb over the wall, and circle around the villa district.
Then, he would go to the explosive security system.
Meng Fan would strut along the main street of the villa district.
The whole villa area looked very elegant, with flourishing greenery and dim lights.
Although it couldn't compare to what Meng Fan had experienced in the past nine years, it wasn't too bad compared to this part of his homeworld.
Meng Fan turned and walked into the path.
This was his destination.
As soon as they jumped over the short fence, they alerted the Tibetan mastiffs nearby.
The violent Tibetan mastiffs let out a low roar and rushed to Meng Fan with four feet.
Being careless, Meng Fan's heart tightened, but he didn't move.
Instead, he stood where he was, staring into the eyes of the Tibetan mastiff.
The fierce Tibetan mastiff actually slowed down its steps and seemed to feel a great danger.
It stopped and lay down on the grass, burying its head between its two front legs.