Let's say that when the people outside heard the movement of the bathroom, Da Zhuang rushed in second, and the first one who rushed in was already fainted, and that person was Xiao Wu.
When Da Zhuang rushed in, Yang Hua was still standing there.
"Brother Hua."
Da Zhuang saw Yang Hua's calf dripping with blood, and rushed over desperately.
Yang Hua just smiled at him and said, "I'm fine." ” Then he slowly removed the pants that had been cut by the knife with his hand, and with a bang, he saw that on the calf, a slender blood-red mouth was covered with flesh.
Da Zhuang stood there, a pair of fists clenched.
"Bastard, I slaughtered him."
Da Zhuang rushed towards the outside of the bathroom like an enraged lion, his eyes reddened as if someone had killed his entire family, and the whole person gave people a terrible sense of revenge.
"Strong, stop."
Yang Hua, who had never spoken loudly to Da Zhuang, roared at him for the first time.
The big stout who had just taken two steps stopped abruptly, but the body of a giant and a half like a giant trembled there incessantly.
The only thing he listened to was Yang Hua's words, so he stood there.
Slowly turned around, with red circles under his eyes.
"Whoever moves you, I will kill him."
Da Zhuang slowly spit out these six words with red eyes.
Yang Hua on the side had a dull face, I don't know if it was because he was moved or because of something else, he stepped over, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Da Zhuang, you can't kill him." ” "I don't care, I can't kill him, and I'm going to cripple him."
Da Zhuang roared like a tiger locked in a circle, and his fists smashed into the hard, cold wall like iron.
Knock knock The cold, thick walls seemed to be pierced by his fists full of rage, making a loud noise But he had no choice but to tremble violently because of excessive anger in his whole tall body, not because of anything else, but because it was Yang Hua who said that.
At the same time, a man with dark brown hair quickly sprang out of the Haojue nightclub, and when he got out of the Haojue nightclub, he quickly ran towards a street full of people on the left, ran a few laps, turned back, and ran to the opposite place.
Finally, at an intersection, a black Audi A6, a sudden brake stopped in front of him, and a man with dark brown hair quickly got into the car.
Che Ziheng drove off into the distance with a thud.
After a few turns, I finally stopped in front of an old apartment.
The two didn't say a word, opened the car door and headed upstairs.
On the fourth floor, in the room on the far left, the two stopped. ， Knock knock.
One of the men, who was driving with dark brown hair, knocked lightly on the door three times.
Inside the door, a crack slowly opened, revealing a man's vicious gaze, and seeing that it was them, he opened the door.
The two walked in.
The man who opened the door poked his head out to peek out, and when he was sure there was no one, he slammed the door back again.
I saw that in the interior of the room, there were four shirtless burly men, all with long tiger backs and bear waists, with hideous faces, in a word, no matter how you look at it, they don't look like good people.
In addition to the hideous faces of the four of them, they also had a harpoon tattooed on their thick arms.
Beihai, Haizhou Gang.
The obvious tattoos make it clear at a glance that these ruthless people are the largest underground gang in Beihai, the Haizhou Gang In the middle of them lay an empty wooden chair, but not one of them dared to sit on it.
"How did you do it?"
I only heard a thin man's voice coming, as if he had some kind of disease, a white man slowly walked out from inside.
He asked, looking at the dark-brown-haired man who had just entered.
He was about twenty years old, with a face that did not match his age, and the whole person looked like a white scholar But it is this character who is Zhang Qian, the son of Zhang Laohu, the leader of the Haizhou Gang in Beihai The dark-brown-haired man only shook his head lightly when he heard Zhang Qian's words.
The white man, as if stunned, did not speak, walked over and slowly sat down on the chair between the four shirtless men.
"After spending so much money, please kill the spectators in a small field, and you dare to call it a Beihai swordsman."
I only heard the shirtless man next to the white man, looking at the dark brown haired man, and suddenly roared.
This fierce man is Zhang Qian's close bodyguard, and he used to be a butcher, with a strong body and can fight The dark brown-haired man's eagle eyes slowly raised, as sharp as an eagle and as fierce as a wolf, and suddenly looked at him coldly Suddenly, an arrow stepped forward, and before the shirtless 4 big man could react, he didn't know when he was caught against a sharp knife on his neck.
The icy blade felt like a cold strip of ice from the neck "You have the ability to call again" The dark brown haired man's voice seemed to be hoarse, his voice was hoarse and low, which made people sound terrifying, plus his face itself was terrifying, at this moment, a knife was pressed against the neck of the shirtless man.
The man's face was almost sobbing with fright at this moment, his huge body couldn't help trembling, and he didn't dare to say a word in his mouth anymore.
He was afraid of death Everyone is afraid of death So he would rather pee his crotch in fright now, and he can only hold back, not daring to say a word, even a word.
The three people next to him, as soon as they saw it, started to do it, and set up a shelf together and prepared to rush over.
But the white man sitting in the center suddenly smiled, and gently waved it with his smooth and thin hands like a woman.
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"Let him go."
The white man said softly.
The dark brown-haired man's eagle eyes slowly flattened, and with a whoosh, the sharp knife was instantly hidden in his sleeve.
However, a scarlet blood mark appeared on the neck of the big man who was shouting just now, and he touched it lightly with his hand, it was okay, so he dared to exhale a breath of air, and stood there honestly, never saying a word again.
"Is the other party very prickly," the white man asked lightly.
The dark brown-haired man twisted his eagle eyes, looked at him and said in a hoarse voice: "I accept your money, I will definitely help you get things done, the other party is not piercing, it has nothing to do with you, three days later, I will bring his head to you on time, otherwise I will not be a North Sea swordsman."
The man's voice was hoarse, and it was even more terrifying to say these words
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