The Road to Slaying God

These more than 20 men look like Northeasterners at first glance. They are tall and sturdy in appearance, especially the bald head with a scorpion tattooed on its head. They look extremely brave. They are about 1.8 meters tall and are as tall as Liu Biao. He was about the same build, with big arms and legs, and an arrogant face. After entering the hotel door, he was swept away like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and was smashed to pieces along the way.

What surprised Zhang Yang and the others was that the five policemen and more than a dozen security guards seemed to have seen ghosts and did not dare to stop them. Manager Fang looked at the smashed things with a heartbroken look on his face, and his body was shaking. He is the only one who knows the value of some vases and other handicrafts placed in the hall. The cheap ones are thousands of dollars, and the expensive ones are tens of thousands. This bald man has lost at least hundreds of thousands... Although he was heartbroken, Manager Fang did not dare to go out. He kept silent and looked pitifully at the policeman beside him. The policeman shrugged his shoulders and sighed. Obviously, there was nothing he could do.

The bald man was about thirty years old, wearing a fur coat, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. From the moment he came in, although his mouth was arrogant, his expression was a joking expression, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Xie Jun, I'm standing here!" Seeing a group of men carrying iron bars and trying to spread, the policeman who started talking to Zhang Yang said helplessly.

"Ah...Oh, our director is here. I'm sorry, I didn't see it. I apologize, I apologize, I apologize very sincerely. Brothers, come here and apologize to the director! "

With a move of the iron rod in the bald man's hand, more than twenty men immediately stopped smashing things. This action shocked Zhang Yang because it was a well-trained action. It is impossible for ordinary gangsters to be so well-trained. Obviously , this is not a simple group of gangsters, at least, this group of gangsters did not take the director of the police station seriously, their brows were full of disdain, and the director seemed helpless.

"Hello, Director, I'm sorry!" A group of big men walked up to the policeman and shouted in unison, as if they had been trained.

The bald man waved his hand, and a big man took the bald iron rod. Then, a group of men walked away quietly, leaving a mess on the ground. The hotel was surrounded by countless people watching the excitement.

"Chen Suo, I broke all this stuff. Please don't embarrass my brothers. If there's any problem, I'll take it. I don't know how much it will cost?... Well, the guy in the suit, come here, right?" , it’s you, come here, calculate how many things you just smashed, and now I will write you a check..." The bald man took out a check book from his body and said to the other manager with a sneer on his face.

"Ah... No, no, no..." When Manager Fang saw the bald head looking at him with a sneer, he immediately waved his hand as if he was electrocuted.

"It's none of your business here. Go and ask the security guards to evacuate the crowd and clean up the smashed things immediately. Don't make the situation bigger." The policeman sighed and said to the manager.

"Yes, yes!" Manager Fang nodded quickly as if he had received an amnesty.

"What's wrong! Looking down on me? Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay for anything I break?" Baldhead slowly walked to the sofa, sat down closely next to Xuelian, and patted the back of Xuelian's hand gently, with a look on his face. The faint expression had a certain aura to it, but Xue Lian moved her body a little fearfully. It was obvious that she was not familiar with this bald man.

Suddenly, the bald man just said a word, and the atmosphere in the hotel became tense. Manager Fang seemed to be immobilized, crying with a sad face and not daring to speak out. He knew very well that he was not qualified to speak out, and now , Manager Fang was so regretful that he wanted to cry. He never imagined that these four rustic-looking guys would actually be related to this bald man.

Who is Baldhead?

Manager Fang doesn’t know. However, Manager Fang knows very well that although he does not know the details of Bald Tou, he is definitely not someone he can provoke. In fact, in the entire Yanjing City, no hotel with a background will easily provoke Bald Tou. No one knows the background of Yanjing, but everyone knows that the bald head has money, the bald head has people, the bald head is arrogant, the bald head is domineering... For a person like the bald head, he has dozens or hundreds of ways to make people This kind of five-star hotel is closed, or the business is seriously damaged. Just like when he smashed something, he will pay you a lot of money, so that you can't find a loophole in the law. If you don't want it, then this The grudge is settled. If you want it, the money will definitely be returned dozens of times. Compensation is just a formality!

Manager Fang knew a rumor about Bald Head. It was said that many years ago, a KFC store had a conflict with Bald Head. Bald Head used a very simple but effective method. He asked hundreds of people to take turns spending money at KFC, giving each person a cup. Coke, or a burger, or a French fries, all the things you buy are single. KFC needs freshly fried ones, definitely not mass-produced ones. If you don’t have them, you have to wait. You have to wait in line for a long time. That store After persisting for more than ten days, I finally gave in. It is said that I paid a large sum of money for protection... No one can do anything to the bald head, not even reporting the crime, because he did not break the law and he quietly sent people to line up. The people in the entire KFC restaurant are his people, and they are all consumers. In theory, he is reasonable and legal.

It is said that Baldhead also has an unwritten rule, that is, every time he compensates or spends money, he must get back a hundred times. Now, Manager Fang encountered this problem. Baldhead wrote a check to compensate 10,000, and the hotel If you want to return one million, one hundred thousand, or ten million... this is no longer something that Manager Fang can make the decision about.

"Xie Jun, it seems that you don't take me as the director seriously anymore!" The policeman had some anger on his face. For people like them, they have always shown off to others, and now they are still He doesn't often look at other people's faces, but now, he is very restrained.

"Hahaha...Chen Suo, don't say that I, Xiao Xie, don't give you face. Well, it's only a few thousand for all the money I've spent. Even if it's ten thousand, well, I said, you don't have a problem with wearing a suit, right? "The bald man laughed loudly, put the check on the coffee table with a golden knife, signed it with a big stroke of his pen, tore it off and handed it to Manager Fang.

"Ah...Thank you, thank you..." Manager Fang nodded and bent down to take the check. He felt so moved that he wanted to cry. A hundred times ten thousand is only one million. He can still barely make the decision on this amount. Even if it says something, He should be able to handle it by explaining that what he fears most is that the bald man will pay tens or even millions in compensation, so he won't have to do this job.

"Hmph!" The police officer looked at Manager Fang's slave appearance and couldn't help but snorted heavily. Today, he was in great disgrace. He was called to handle the matter on the phone, but the matter was not handled well. It's good now that he simply ignored him. He did.

"Chen Suo, I have been friends with you for a long time. You were transferred here not long ago. I know that Chen Suo is an upright person. Therefore, you have never visited your home. If I have offended you, please forgive me. When I have time, I, Xie, will definitely bear the burden." Please excuse me... Today's matter is quite complicated. Hehe, it would be better if I, Mr. Xie, came. If it were someone else, hahaha..." The bald man stood up and walked to the policeman and patted the policeman on the shoulder, acting like a good brother. Looks like haha.

"Go and clean up quickly." The policeman nodded and said to Manager Fang in a depressed mood.

"Yes Yes!"

Manager Fang hurriedly gave orders to clean up. In fact, the cleaning was almost done at this time. Some security guards were helping to clear away some debris and glass in the hotel lobby. Some onlookers were also evacuated. It seemed that everything was calm. The only thing that was a little abrupt was , the glass curtain wall has become empty. However, at first glance, you really can’t tell that there is a missing wall. Of course, it is only when the cold wind blows in from outside that you will find that there is a missing wall, and the heater can no longer be turned on. It didn't work at all... "Sister Xuelian, I am a friend of your father's friend. Haha, just call me Brother Xie. Well, don't be afraid when you come to Yanjing. From now on, I will make all the arrangements!" The bald man was not happy to see the policeman. Too lazy to say anything, he walked to Xuelian's side and said boldly. At the same time, he glanced at Zhang Yang, Liu Biao and Aze.

"Thank you, Brother Xie..." Xuelian was a little uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of this bald man. This bald man looked very affectionate, but was full of the danger of aggression. Xuelian felt very uncomfortable.

"Let's go, I'll arrange a new hotel for you..." Bald Head was very enthusiastic.

"Zhang Yang!"

Before Xuelian could speak, suddenly, another group of people came rushing in from the door. Wang Yan walked at the front, followed by five or six young people. However, except for Wang Yan's anxious look, the people following him were slow and slow. Tuntun had a leisurely expression, as if he was here to play, without the overwhelming momentum he had when the bald man came in.

"Wang Yan!"

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze. The bald man looked at the people behind Wang Yan. The young people behind Wang Yan glanced at each other, and their expressions became serious, losing the ease and ease at the beginning.

"Zhang Yang, okay? There was a traffic jam just now..." Wang Yan suddenly became shy.

(To be continued)