Kryptonians come to the second dimension

The van quickly surrounded Ye Wudao and his companions. The door opened, and a group of naked men got out of the car, holding sticks and looking ferocious.

The scene in front of them made the gang furious.

Their boss Hu was actually cut in the throat.

The other three leaders were also bruised and seriously injured.

Lawlessness, simply lawlessness.

A bald leader among the gang rushed to the strong man Lao San.

"Third boss, did these people beat you?"

"Damn it, if I don't kill them today, I'm not born from my mother's womb."

Lao San looked at Ye Wudao, and then at the more than 50 gangsters, and hesitated.

Should he continue to compromise and admit his weakness, or take a risk with these more than 50 gangsters?

Maybe there is still a chance to make a comeback.

As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four feet...

In the end, Lao San decided to take a risk.

The third brother gritted his teeth and pointed at Ye Wudao: "Damn it, kill them, they beat us. Even Boss Hu... died."

Brothers, fight for me!

As soon as the third boss spoke, more than fifty men rushed towards Ye Wudao with great momentum, and the sticks and weapons in their hands collided, making pleasant notes.

Ye Wudao smiled contemptuously and stared at the third brother: "Haha, to be honest, I don't want to give you a chance to live."

"Since you are looking for death, why not?"

Being stared at by Ye Wudao, the third brother's heart was pounding and he was extremely frightened.

However, looking at these more than fifty brave men, the third boss quickly calmed down.

Humph, just pretending to be mysterious. No matter how awesome you are, can you be more awesome than my more than fifty brothers?

I have so many brothers, and one of them can drown you with a mouthful of spit.

Soon, the two sides fought in a group.

After a loud noise, the scene quickly returned to calm.

More than fifty of Lao San's henchmen were all lying on the ground, groaning and screaming.

But Ye Wudao and his group were unharmed.

Damn, how could they be so strong! Lao San's brain exploded, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Ye Wudao walked towards Lao San step by step.

Lao San completely collapsed, kept retreating, and cried: "Spare my life, spare my life, I... I know I was wrong."

"I will take you to find Mr. Zhang now, only Mr. Zhang can help you contact Mr. Zhao."

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me..."

However, before he finished speaking, Ye Wudao raised his hand and chopped down.

Lao San had no signs of life anymore, and he collapsed on the ground, motionless.

His eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness, fear, and anger.

Ye Wudao's eyes fell on the strong man Lao Si.

"I wonder if you are willing to cooperate with me?"

Lao Si was petrified on the spot, and Ye Wudao shouted several times before Lao Si finally came back to his senses.

He immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, I... I will take you to find Mr. Zhao now, right now."

"As long as you spare my life, you can let me do anything, please, I beg you..."

Ye Wudao: "Let's go!"

Led by the fourth brother, the group went to find Mr. Zhang, the boss of the scrap collection station.

The scrap collection station is also in this village in the city, not far from the black blood point.

It didn't take them long to walk to the place.

The scrap collection station's business was not very prosperous, and the huge scrap storage point was empty, and there was not much scrap.

When the group walked into the courtyard, no one showed up.

"This is the home of Mr. Zhang, the scrap collection station." The fourth brother said cautiously: "Mr. Zhang may have gone home for dinner at this time. Do you think we should wait here for a while or go to Mr. Zhang's home?"

Ye Wudao said coldly: "Just let him come out."

The fourth brother was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Ye Wudao: "To be honest, your little tricks are useless in front of me."

"You informed Mr. Zhang in advance and let him set up a trap here."