The Road to Slaying God

When Zhang Yang arrived at the warehouse where he had made an appointment with Mapihu, sure enough, there was a row of cars parked outside the warehouse, and dozens of people were waiting outside with desolate expressions on their faces. Apparently, Mapihu was fully prepared.

Zhang Yang believed that at least ten of these dozens of people had firearms.

The three of them were taken to the warehouse. This time, there seemed to be some modifications in the warehouse. A high platform was built with some wooden boxes. Mapihu was sitting on a box on the platform.

Seeing the platform built by the box, Zhang Yang almost immediately thought of Mapihu. Obviously, Mapihu was worried about his own safety. He sat on the wooden box for his own safety. If there was any change on the opponent's end, he could almost Immediately hide behind the wooden box.

What makes Zhang Yang strange is that beside Ma Pihu, there are also a middle-aged man in his forties and a European in his twenties. The middle-aged man is wearing a brown suit with a gloomy face, which makes Zhang Yang curious. Zhang Yang had a very uncomfortable feeling, a subconscious discomfort. It seemed that this middle-aged man exuded an extreme danger, like a beast lurking in the abyss, giving people a feeling of being spied on.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat because he saw the middle-aged man holding a long samurai sword in his hand.

Japanese?

Isn’t Ma Pihu’s background from the Taiwan Bamboo Union Gang?

Why are they Japanese?

Zhang Yang's head was frantically analyzing all kinds of information provided by the old man. Obviously, the appearance of the Japanese was beyond Zhang Yang's expectation.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang thought of a question, and that was the relationship between the Bamboo Union Gang and the Yamaguchi Group. He remembered that many years ago, after a boss of the Bamboo Union Gang died, the Yamaguchi Group arranged a special trip to send wreaths to Taiwan. Obviously, on this day I appeared because of the relationship between the Bamboo Union Gang and Mapihu.

As for the European, there's nothing special about him. He's just more muscular than Liu Biao. He wears a tight-fitting vest and has muscles all over his body like a bodybuilder. He's very powerful but doesn't feel dangerous.

"Where's the money?" Zhang Yang looked coldly at Ma Pihu sitting on the high platform.

"Haha, money! I must have money, but where is Brother Dao?" Mapihu chuckled.

"I want to see the money first!"

Zhang Yang looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Obviously, the risk this time was too great, and the other party had made adequate preparations. There were at least hundreds of people inside and outside the warehouse. Most importantly, there were definitely a lot of firearms, and , Ma Pihu also called for foreign aid. If Brother Dao didn't come, it would be difficult for them to escape.

"No, I want to make sure Brother Dao is dead." Ma Pihu looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, as if the pockmarks on his face were beating.

"You didn't get the news, right?" Zhang Yang stalled for time.

"I know, you smashed the Mustang Disco, and asked Disco to close its doors, and just now you destroyed the Red Coral store. However, we still have no news from Brother Dao. Also, just less than four hours ago, Brother Dao’s power in Zh City is almost overwhelming, which means that Brother Dao has received the news. I suspect that Brother Dao is not dead..."

"Of course I'm not dead. If I were to die, who would be able to play this game?" A rough voice sounded from outside the door.

It's Brother Dao!

Zhang Yang's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. As long as Brother Dao came, their lives were not in danger. Even if Brother Dao turned against him, Mao Yunhua would let them go for the sake of Mao Yunhua.

"Gah..." With a sound, the heavy warehouse door was pushed open. Brother Dao, still naked from the waist up, strode in in high spirits, holding his sharp kitchen knife in his hand, showing a fierce look all over his body. Fierce spirit.

"Brother Dao...!" Ma Pihu stood up suddenly and asked in surprise: "Where are my people?"

"Haha, your people are all here." Brother Dao waved his hand, and dozens of big men were escorted in from behind. It was when Zhang Yang came in that there were dozens of people standing outside the door.

What surprised Zhang Yang was that these dozens of big men looked downcast and did not dare to raise their heads.

Why are these gangsters so obedient? When Zhang Yang came in, he clearly saw that many of these gangsters had knives and guns on them. Brother Dao was not so awesome that he would make Ma Pihu's men surrender just by showing up.

"Why?" Mapihu stared at the group of dejected men with a venomous look on his face, sweat dripping from his forehead. The people brought here today are his most loyal men. Mapihu never thought that these people would betray them. he.

"Haha... No need to scold them, they didn't betray you... Brothers, come in!" Brother Dao laughed.

As soon as Brother Dao finished speaking, the wooden door with only a gap suddenly opened, and countless gangsters carrying machetes and iron bars came in like a flood...

Including Zhang Yang, everyone in the warehouse was stunned.

one hundred!

two hundred!

three hundred!

Four hundred!

…

Looking at the dense crowds of people one after another, Zhang Yang, Liu Biao and the others felt their scalps explode. There were too many, too many. The flow of people seemed to be endless...

Not only Zhang Yang, but also the Japanese and the European who had been standing behind Ma Pihu all looked shocked, losing the calm look they had at the beginning.

people!

people!

People were standing almost in the entire warehouse, densely packed, one by one, and had squeezed behind the wooden box. The only passage was in front of Brother Dao. There was a corridor that seemed to be the passage of the emperor. At this time, Dao Dao I am the supreme emperor.

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao Aze were all wet. They knew Brother Dao's status in the world, but they never thought that Brother Dao's appeal was so strong. This warehouse full of people at least had Nearly two thousand.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yang still underestimated Brother Dao this time.

"Brother Dao, this warehouse can't hold it, and most of the brothers can't come in..."

A little boss hurriedly walked to Brother Dao and whispered. Zhang Yang and Liu Biao, who were right next to Brother Dao, suddenly broke into sweat after hearing this. The number of more than a thousand people was still only a small number. How many people did Brother Dao call today?

It seems that this time the game has really gone big, so big that Zhang Yang can no longer control it.

"Well, let them stay outside for a while and say Brother Dao thanks them for their support. From now on, they will all be my brothers!"

"Yes, Brother Dao!"

"Hello, brothers!" Brother Dao slowly walked up to the wooden platform, holding the kitchen knife high in his hand, as if he were the chairman of a military parade, very majestic.

"Hello Brother Dao!"

"Now, someone wants to kill Brother Dao. Brothers, what should I do?"

"kill!"

There was a loud shout in the warehouse, and the sound wave was so overwhelming that the ground of the warehouse seemed to be shaken. The crowd was indeed powerful. Zhang Yang and Liu Biao were shaken by this wild shout and their ears were numb.

"It is said that they have guns!"

"We have guns too!"

There was another wild shout, and many of the more than a thousand people raised their weapons. Zhang Yang and the others were sweating again. He seemed to have traveled back to the Qing Dynasty. In addition to weapons such as machetes and iron bars, these gangsters also had weapons such as machetes and iron bars. There are some imitation military pistols and five-shot rifles, but most of them are primitive weapons such as birdguns and shotguns.

However, Zhang Yang did not dare to underestimate it at all. Although the lethality of these things was not great, if hundreds of guns fired at the same time, even gods would probably not be able to stop it...

At this time, the pampihu on the wooden platform was already pale, and the faces of the European and the Japanese were obviously beginning to become nervous, and there was dense sweat on their foreheads.

For the Japanese, it is understandable that there are so many gangsters. After all, Japan has a high population density. As for the European, he really couldn't imagine that there were so many gangsters in one area.

In Europe and the United States, because of the vast land and sparsely populated areas, although there are gangs, there are so many gangsters. Maybe, there are not so many gangsters in one country. They don’t know that in China, there are not many things, but there are too many people. , there are a lot of idle people who have nothing to do. Although there are more than 2,000 people here, in fact, less than half of them are actually hanging around. Most of them are you calling me, I calling you. When I hear Brother Dao asking for someone, I like it. The lively people came here. Anyway, there are people who take care of food and housing. Even if you can't get food and housing, a pack of good cigarettes is definitely no problem...

"Brother Hu, I heard that you really want to kill me, so you actually paid three million to hire someone to kill me!" Brother Dao waved his hand gently, and the warehouse immediately became quiet.

"Brother Dao, Brother Dao, don't listen to other people's instigation. Haven't our brothers been here for so many years? There is nothing, nothing..." Ma Pihu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hahaha...Brother Hu, I don't like to hear this. Who in zh city doesn't know that your brother Hu wants to kill my brother Dao. Since you are here today, there must be an end to it. You choose to do it in a one-on-one fight or in a single fight?" Group fight?"

"..."

Looking at the dense crowd, Ma Pihu's face was dripping with sweat, and he couldn't help but look back at the Japanese and Europeans behind him.

"Ahem... I want to ask, aren't you afraid of the police when you make such a big noise?" Zhang Yang cautiously walked to Brother Dao and asked in a low voice.

"Afraid, I must be afraid. How many people out there are not afraid of the police!? I just called the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. I told him that I have to deal with some personal matters today. If he stops me, I will cause chaos in the city. , I also told him that after handling the matter, I will turn myself in, it’s that simple!” Brother Dao glanced at Zhang Yang and laughed.

"But...will the director listen to you?"

(To be continued)