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                                                                                   几个小混混都低头不敢看向他，也不敢多言。发现魏哥的眼光盯在自己的身上，站在后面的阿旺马上忙不迭的点头，走在前面带路。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                晦暗的KTV走廊了弥漫着暗黄色的灯光，不时有男男女女相互搀扶着，搂抱着走出走进，只见一队穿着衬衫西裤的男人快步的从身边冲过，配上他们长相和表情，活脱脱就是电影里寻仇的黑社会杀手嘛。
                                                                                                                                                                这股气势在并不宽敞的走廊里快速的分开了一条敞开的通道，所有看到他们的人都战战兢兢的贴到墙壁上，以防这些人一个不爽误伤到自己身上。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “就是这间吗？”看着阿旺停在一间的包厢的门口，魏伟问道。“这个……呃！”还没等阿旺回答，一个穿着白色衬衫的男人已经走了过来，轰的一脚就把紧闭的房门踹了开。
                                                                                                                                                                “陆……先生！”在一旁的所有人都没想到，这个看上去文质彬彬的男人，居然用这么暴力的办法破开了房门，然后就直直的冲了进去。
                                                                                                                                                                此时也不能多想，其余的人也跟着冲了进去，漆黑一片的房间里只有荧光屏发出的刺眼白光，混合着烟雾酒味的屋子里透出一股男女情欲的味道。
                                                                                                                                                                墙边的沙发上趴着一个男人，从脊背上还结

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