Reborn King of Marketing

The man carried his baseball bag in his hands and walked slowly over from the table. There was a sinister look in his eyes as he glared at the calm Xiong Zhan.

"You are very quick with your hands, stand up!" the man gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

At the same time, this guy slowly reached into his baseball bag.

What's in this baseball bag is definitely not a baseball.

Xiong Zhan, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, immediately smelled a dangerous smell. He looked calm and calm, but secretly he put his hand into his trouser pocket, where he placed a homemade three-edged thorn.

Xiong Zhan was confident that before the guy on the opposite side shot him, he used this triangular weapon to pin him to the wall.

There were more than ten guests at the two tables in the restaurant, but no one made any sound at this moment. Even Niu Er, who had been screaming just now, stopped and looked at the man in a daze as he got closer and closer.

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A spooky atmosphere arose in the spacious restaurant where you could hear the drop of a needle, making your hair stand on end.

The man gradually approached the middle position between the two tables. He suddenly stopped, slowly stretched the baseball bag in his hand forward, but stared at Xiong Zhan unblinkingly.

"Boy, are you going to destroy an arm yourself or let me kill you?"

The eyes of everyone present were also focused on the ball bag in his hand, as if this small bag affected everyone's visual nerves.

Suddenly a voice broke the eerie silence, and Zhang Xuebing said in a deep voice, don't kill anyone.

After hearing this, Xiong Zhan nodded imperceptibly.

After hearing this, the man suddenly laughed strangely, "It's too late to know that I'm afraid now!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his baseball bag, and a black short-barreled shotgun revealed its ferocious appearance, and the black muzzle was pointed at Xiong Zhan's chest.

Except for Zhang Xuebing and Gao Fei, everyone present exclaimed involuntarily.

The man smiled evilly and said, "Boy, if you want to survive, you must first cripple your arm and then take five thousand yuan. This matter..."

At this moment, the man suddenly noticed that the figure of the target in front of him swayed, and something surprising happened to him. This fat body turned out to be more flexible than a civet, and it came to him in the blink of an eye.

The man was about to pull the trigger when he realized that it was cold under his neck. He lowered his head subconsciously and saw a sharp and cold three-sided thorn more than half a foot long. The thorn was pressed against his heart, and the shotgun in his hand was already there.

There was no trace.

A layer of cold sweat broke out from the top of the man's head. The cold sweat condensed together and formed small streams on his face, flowing down his neck, making him shiver.

At this moment, Xiong Zhan's cold voice sounded, "If you don't want to die, get out!"

The man who had a fierce look on his face just now was like a wax statue and didn't dare to move.

He has seen countless murderous people in his life and experienced countless lives and deaths, but only this time this guy felt that he was so close to death.

He understood that as long as he dared to move at all, the three-pointed thorn would penetrate into his heart without any hindrance, and the other party would remain unscathed.

This is just perception, a perception he gained after experiencing countless lives and deaths.

He knew that this perception was absolutely correct.

At this moment, he felt cold all over his body, as if his whole body was frozen. Hearing the other party's angry scolding, he did not dare to move at all.

It wasn't until Xiong Zhan took the shotgun away from his hand and stabbed his arm with a triangular blade, leaving a mark, that he felt the extreme cold leave him and finally dared to breathe lightly.

That's right, he didn't even dare to take a breath, he could only suppress the beating of his heart and breathe slowly, as if if he breathed any harder, he would be pierced by a knife.

Xiong Zhan looked at the shotgun and sneered. He rubbed his hands together and everyone heard a clicking sound. The shotgun was broken into parts.

With a sound of metal falling to the ground, those parts fell to the ground.

Xiong Zhan kicked the parts with his feet and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Get out of here!"

At this moment, the man felt like he was being pardoned. He didn't dare to say harsh words to regain his face. He didn't even dare to look at Xiong Zhan. He turned around and ran out the door, disappearing in the wind and snow in an instant.

When the remaining people saw their boss running away, they immediately disappeared like lost dogs.

Up to this moment, Li Daming and his companions were still looking at Zhang Xuebing and others in a dazed manner, not daring to act stupidly.

They never imagined that in such a situation, Niu Da, who was so fierce on their side, would be disarmed without even having a chance to meet him, and he almost lost his life.

Now Li Daming and the others looked at Zhang Xuebing with a look of awe and admiration.

They couldn't help but think that with all their subordinates being so powerful, what kind of person could this humble Zhang be who could be so domineering?

There was only this table left in the restaurant, and Manli burst into tears, hugging her arms and talking non-stop.

For Zhang Xuebing, this incident is just an interlude. As long as it does not affect the subsequent actions, it doesn't matter. He knocked on the table and said.

"Hurry up, eat quickly, go back to the hotel and rest early, so you can have a good time tomorrow!"

At this moment, Zhang Xuebing's words were like golden rules. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone lowered their heads and started eating noodles.

Especially Li Daming and the others, despite the fact that the noodles they had just cooked were too hot, they ate them with big mouthfuls, eager to get stuffed and leave this land of right and wrong.

Niu Danniu Er and the others ran for a hundred meters before reuniting under the eaves of a canteen.

Niu Er looked at his eldest brother who was running and panting, and immediately complained.

"Brother, you have a guy in your hands, how could you let that guy scare you? I, my arm was injured in vain!"

Before Niu Er could finish speaking, Niu Da turned around and kicked his good-for-nothing brother to the ground, and he cursed angrily.

"What an idiot. You didn't see it. It's not that I didn't want to mess with them. These people came from serious battlefields. I don't know how many people they have killed. The murderous aura in them is much stronger than mine. Fortunately, I didn't move around just now.

Otherwise, we people wouldn’t be able to watch enough!”

After Niu Da finished speaking, he sighed, "It's a pity that the guy who used it easily is gone. I don't know where to get a good one in the future!"

After hearing this, Niu Er and others looked at each other for a while, and felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

One boy bought cigarettes and liquor from the tuck shop. They each got a small bottle, unscrewed the bottle under the eaves and drank.

Niu Erliang drank a sip of wine and began to mutter, "Brother, are we going to tolerate this?"

General Niu smashed the liquor bottle in his hand, his big eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"There is no need to endure it. There is no door. I suffered such a big loss when I first came here. How can I become famous in the future? This matter must be recovered. Listen carefully. The county is so big. They can't go far. Give it to me immediately.

Find out the origins of these people, and I will fight them forever!"