Reborn King of Marketing

"Oh......"

A shrill scream resounded in the sky above the dog farm, as if it was about to penetrate the clouds.

Scar Rampant was waiting proudly for Zhao Hanyun to bleed profusely, but something happened that made him dumbfounded. The one who screamed was not Zhao Hanyun, but Hou Jian.

Just when the tip of Hou Jian's knife was about to pierce Zhao Hanyun's abdomen, a pebble the size of a walnut flew from nowhere and hit Hou Jian on the bridge of his nose.

Blood spurted out and Hou Jian covered his face, screaming and falling to the ground.

Scar San suddenly heard movement behind him. He was alert and immediately realized that someone was sneaking up on him, so he hurriedly turned around.

But he had just been injured, and his movements were much slower. Before he could dodge, a powerful arm tightly wrapped around his neck, and at the same time, a pair of cold scissors was pressed firmly against his throat.

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After all, this is Lao Jianghu. Scarless San calmed down and said with a slightly trembling voice, "Brothers behind you, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Keep your hands steady!"

A cold and stern voice sounded from his ear, "Let me go!"

Scar San still wanted to bargain, but before he could open his mouth, he felt a sharp pain and the scissors pierced his skin.

It seems that the person behind is a ruthless character.

Scar San felt a cold air rush from his tailbone to the top of his head. He had grown so big and was so close to death for the first time. He trembled all over and almost peed his pants.

"Let him go, let him go quickly, Brother Zhao!"

The plot reversed so quickly that the minions didn't even react. They looked at each other for a while. It wasn't until Scar Sansan cursed angrily for the second time that they let go of Zhao Hanyun angrily.

As soon as Lao Zhao regained his freedom, he stood up suddenly, punched the guy in front of him, and immediately ran towards the kennel like crazy.

"Dahei, Erhei, wake up, wake up!" Zhao Hanyun's miserable cry came from a distance.

He lay on the ground and patted and rubbed the dog's body, which was gradually getting cold, with both hands. He let the dog's blood smear all over his body and his face looked like a bloody man.

The dog was his relative and everything to him. Now seeing his beloved dog turned into a dog corpse, he felt that everything between heaven and earth had disappeared, leaving only blood.

Suddenly the crying stopped abruptly, and he staggered towards the bedroom, disappearing at the door of the room in an instant, leaving only the roar floating in the air, "I will kill you beasts!" Scar San and his minions were all

I have heard that Lao Zhao has been on the battlefield, and he has actually seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Once such a person risks life and death, the consequences will be very terrible.

Several people couldn't help but become timid, and some of them were about to turn back and leave this place of right and wrong, but their boss was still being controlled, so these guys didn't dare to run away first.

The person controlling Scar San is none other than Zhang Xuebing, who has been watching the situation in the room.

At first, he didn't pay much attention to the fight and killing of dogs, but when he saw that Lao Zhao was seriously injured, he couldn't justify not helping, so he made a surprise attack.

First he hit Hou Jian with a stone, and then controlled Scar San.

At this moment, Scar Ransan was extremely anxious, patting the arm holding his neck gently, his tone full of pleading.

"Brothers, they are all just people who are messing around outside. You have to be merciful and spare them. Save your face so that we can meet again in the future!"

Zhang Xuebing sneered, raised his hand and struck him hard on the head with the handle of the scissors, "When you killed the dog just now, why didn't you think about saving face, and now you want to save face?"

After all, Scar Rampant San is an old man who works outside. He reacted very quickly and immediately said aggrievedly, "It is natural to pay back debts. If this guy doesn't pay, I can kill the dog. Now you let him go and the money will be cleared!"

The guy said this and winked at his subordinates vigorously.

Several of his subordinates understood and separated into two men who quietly surrounded Zhang Xuebing's back. They planned to attack from both front and back to save Scar Raansan.

Zhang Xuebing was already prepared to deal with these people who had no limits. When he saw the two people walking around behind him, he immediately yelled.

"Don't even think about it. If you move again, I'll miss him!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xuebing put more force on his hands, and the sharp scissors immediately pierced Scar's skin. The faint smell of blood filled the air, making the scene even more bizarre.

Scar San was so frightened that he ran away and shouted repeatedly, "Don't move, don't even move!"

The two sides were in a stalemate, and a looming figure emerged from the door of the bedroom. It was Zhao Hanyun.

Seeing Zhao Hanyun again, Scar and others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. At this moment, he was covered in blood, his eyes were full of death, and he was holding a rusty triangular pyramid more than two feet long in his hand.

Old Zhao seemed to have crawled out of hell seeking revenge. He walked towards Scar and the others step by step with an expressionless face. An invisible murderous aura filled his body.

At this time, not to mention Scar Rangsan and the others who were scared to death, even Zhang Xuebing felt a little regretful.

Zhang Xuebing is worried that Zhao Hanyun, who has lost his mind, will spend the rest of his life in prison if he really kills two people. Moreover, he will become an accomplice and will have to go to jail.

"Uncle Zhao, calm down. When it's time to hit, when it's time to scold, don't use the knife!"

Zhang Xuebing watched Zhao Hanyun getting closer and closer, and yelled to make him regain his senses. However, it had no effect. The other party actually accelerated his pace.

"Idiot, why don't you run away!" Zhang Xuebing let go of Scar San and pushed him hard like lightning.

Scar Ransan and several of his men ran towards the gate like wolves running like wolves.

"Stop, don't go, pay for my dog's life!" Zhao Hanyun screamed strangely and ran as fast as he could, chasing after several people.

Zhang Xuebing was really worried that this guy would kill someone in anger, so when he passed by, he suddenly hugged his arms from behind.

"Uncle Zhao, if you kill someone, you must pay for your life. If you go in, who will care about these dogs?"

Zhang Xuebing's shouting was like a ladle of cold water poured on the head of Zhao Hanyun, who was struggling desperately.

His whole body was shaken, his face instantly turned pale, and the blood in his eyes faded like a sea tide. He finally regained his clarity and stood there breathing heavily.

Zhang Xuebing felt that he was already normal, so he quietly took the triangular pyramid from the opponent's hand, and was completely relieved.

Without the triangular pyramid in his hand, Zhao Hanyun seemed to have lost his backbone. He sat limply on the ground, covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

"Dogs, my big black, little black, God, you are blind, such a good dog, let people kill and eat meat..."

Seeing a man in his thirties crying like this, Zhang Xuebing felt sad and wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't.

Scar and the other three people were running around with their heads in their hands. As soon as they ran to the door, they saw what seemed to be a few bicycles coming in front of them.

When they stood at the door and calmed down, the bicycles were already in front of them.

Scar San San saw the person coming clearly, and his expression of depression immediately disappeared. He quickly put on a smiling face and stepped forward to stop him.

"Captain Yang, haha, you came just in time, I want to report the case!"

The man leading the team squeezed the brake, and the bicycle squeaked and stopped in front of Scaransan.