The Road to Slaying God

The room became extremely silent, and an atmosphere of terror filled the room. Liu Biao's movements had stopped, and several pairs of frightened eyes looked at Liu Biao motionless.

Several gangsters are also characters who live on the edge of a knife. They have been in the world for a long time, and I have never seen any characters! However, this is the first time I have seen a figure like Liu Biao who is not afraid of being hit by an iron rod and kneads the iron rod like dough.

This kind of fear is not the fear of death, but the fear of not understanding things. Just like people in the dark, they will have a sense of fear for no reason.

Uncle Biao saw everyone's surprised faces and was secretly proud. He liked this kind of pretense the most, and pretense was his specialty.

As expected, Uncle Biao had a pretentious kingly demeanor. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he tossed his hair coolly. In fact, he had a crew cut. This action of tossing his hair looked extremely weird.

After shaking his hair strangely, Liu Biao calmly walked to the sofa and sat down calmly.

"Give me the iron rod." Liu Biao shouted domineeringly towards the two men.

"..."

The two guys looked at each other, looking at each other, but the iron rod squeezed tighter and tighter. The danger Liu Biao gave them was too heavy. The iron rod was like a life-saving straw, giving them a sense of security, and naturally they had to die. of catching.

"Give it to me!" Liu Biao felt the smile on Aze's face and suddenly felt that he was losing face. He started to get angry and looked at the two of them fiercely with a pair of leopard eyes.

"..."

The two looked at each other again. After hesitating for a while, they took a step back and leaned their backs against the wall. Obviously, they had no intention of giving up the last straw. Holding an iron rod in their hands felt safer than not holding an iron rod. many.

"I'm going to scold you for not giving Uncle Biao face..." Liu Biao suddenly became furious.

Suddenly, Liu Biao's thick body suddenly jumped up without any warning, like a fast-moving mountain. This was a strange speed, just like an elephant had the speed of a cheetah, and there was a gust of wind on the ground. Hurricane... The pupils of the two guys holding iron rods shrank, and Liu Biao's huge body immediately occupied their entire eyes.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Liu Biao suddenly kicked out his two feet, which hit the stomachs of the two of them almost at the same time. The iron rods in their hands had no time to swing up, and their bodies were already flying into the air.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There were two more muffled sounds, and the two of them were hit against the wall behind them. Amidst the muffled sounds, the room seemed to be shaking, like an earthquake.

The two guys fell to the ground without any suspense, covering their stomachs with both hands, their faces twisted in pain, their mouths open, but they couldn't make a sound. Just now, Liu Biao's feet were hit by a fast-moving bulldozer. On them, the two of them felt that their internal organs had been moved, and they were speechless at all. Beads of sweat were dripping from their foreheads... Now, only the leading northeastern man was left standing. He stood stupidly in the middle of the private room like a stone sculpture.

Everything happened so fast that his mind hadn't even reacted yet.

There was a dead silence in the private room.

A group of women were so frightened that they trembled and huddled together. Their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Liu Biao. Liu Biao's fights were not as bloody as Aze's. Aze's fights were always concise and effective, and he would never waste any energy. Often, the battle is over as soon as it begins. Although it is bloody, the speed does not cause much fluctuation in people's hearts.

However, Liu Biao appears more violent, and every movement is full of virile violence, which gives people a powerful visual impact. His body is like a giant tank, full of masculine beauty.

"Go, call Brother Ji, we will wait for him, our time is limited, our patience is limited, give you twenty minutes!"

Zhang Yang broke the silence.

"Yes...I'll be there right away..." The big man finally came to his senses and quickly walked to the door that Aze had opened for him and ran away.

"Bang!" With a sound, the guy who was knocked unconscious by Zhang Yang with the beer bar was kicked to the corner by Liu Biao.

"Squat down there for me, face the wall, squat well, don't bark, ***, I'll give you face, but don't give face to Brother Biao, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think I'm a sick cat..."

immediately!

The two guys whose hand tendons were cut by Aze pinched their arms and squatted down facing the wall, while the two guys who were kicked to the ground by Liu Biao and rolling in pain also moved to the corner and squatted in the corner. Now, they But I didn't dare to offend Liu Biao's power.

This time, their face was greatly humiliated, especially in front of a group of women. Usually in front of these ladies, the gangsters would be arrogant and looked like they would be the heroes of the world. Now, they are chasing each other like mice. When he got to the corner and squatted on the ground, any man's dignity had completely disappeared.

The private room fell into silence again.

"Mommy, what's your name?" Liu Biao couldn't sit still. His huge body squeezed into a group of women. If a group of women dared to avoid them, he could only let him take advantage of them.

"You all call me Sister Wu..., just call me Xiao Wu..." Mommy endured Liu Biao's hands and said with a forced smile.

"No solution..., I said, this equation has no solution? Why did you get such an unlucky name?"

"That... is Wu from Koutian Wu..."

"Oh...Sister Wu, uh-huh, Sister Wu, bring two girls to accompany me tonight..."

Liu Biao put his ear on Mommy's neck, and Mommy's ears and neck suddenly turned red. Although every mommy will have a number of lovers, mommy is different from a lady. When a mommy hooks up with a man, she must first pay attention to it. It’s about feelings, followed by money. After all, a well-off mommy is not short of money. Moreover, if a mommy is reduced to selling herself, then such a mommy will not be able to survive and will be looked down upon by the lady. And it's a shame that in the end, this kind of mommy's career will come to an end. In short, being a mommy will definitely have a better future than being a lady. In fact, many mommies are born as ladies.

In front of so many ladies, Mommy couldn't agree and didn't dare to refuse, so she could only force a smile and deal with it.

"Give me the phone." Liu Biao was very familiar with this. He immediately took Mommy's call. It wasn't until Zhang Yang's phone rang that Liu Biao returned the phone to Mommy with a silvery smile. Now, the three of them boasted that they had a phone, or a satellite phone, which was rarely used. It was purely for the three of them to contact each other in case of any emergency.

Twenty minutes is not a long time, but when you wait quietly, twenty minutes seems quite long.

Zhang Yang and Aze didn't bother to look at Liu Biao's lustful face, so they simply sat on the sofa and closed their eyes to relax.

Time passed minute by minute. This long wait, except for Zhang Yang and the three people, was a kind of torture and torture for everyone in the private room, especially the four people squatting on the ground. Of course, the most comfortable one He was the guy who was knocked unconscious by Zhang Yang with a glass. He was the happiest and didn't know anything.

coming!

Zhang Yang's mind felt the noisy sound outside. A large group of people came, at least thirty people. They must be some tall and powerful Northeastern men with weapons in their hands.

When I walked to the private room, there was suddenly silence outside the door.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

…

Got a gun!

Shockingly, Zhang Yang's pupils contracted, like pinpricks, "The Immortal Path" was running crazily, and the true energy filled every cell.

The door slowly opened...

It was not as explosive as they imagined, as they came in and started shooting. The people who came in were very calm, and their movements were very small. It seemed that they all slowed down deliberately for fear of causing Zhang Yang and others to misunderstand.

What is surprising is that the first person who came in did not look like a Northeastern person. He was about thirty years old, with a thin figure and fair skin. He was wearing a patterned casual shirt. Although his hair was very long, at that time, he did not look like a gangster, more like a gangster. Like an artist.

However, at the first sight of this person, Zhang Yang was sure that this person was the leader of this group of people, because this person's eyes were very special, with a kind of calmness, a kind of confidence, and a kind of ruthlessness... This is a mind and spirit A very powerful person!

Immediately, Zhang Yang came to a conclusion.

More than thirty people all walked into the private room. Although the private room was large, the dark group of people also seemed very crowded.

After coming in, no one spoke. The middle-aged man looked into Zhang Yang's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Zhang Yang's internal organs.

There was a long silence.

Zhang Yang always looked at the middle-aged man indifferently, his eyes were extremely deep, like black holes swallowing up all matter.

"Are you looking for me?" Finally, the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

"Are you Brother Ji?" Zhang Yang asked without replying.

"It's me." Brother Ji's brows jumped.

"Well, good, now, I'll give you two choices!"

Zhang Yang poured himself another glass of beer. He moved extremely slowly. Slowly, the wine was full, but Zhang Yang continued to pour it. Only when there was no more wine in the bottle did Zhang Yang slowly put down the empty bottle.

Suddenly, just after Zhang Yang poured the wine, the atmosphere became extremely depressing and heavy, and everyone's heart palpitated inexplicably following the overflowing wine.

Zhang Yang controls the aura of the entire private room with every move he makes.

From a psychological point of view, Zhang Yang used his own actions to alleviate or even eliminate the opponent's momentum due to the large number of people. Now, Zhang Yang is an extremely stable person in front of more than 30 people, creating a strong impression on the opponent. A subconscious feeling of having a strong backer made them dare not act rashly... "Say!"

Someone has moved a leather stool for Brother Ji. Brother Ji slowly sat down with a graceful movement. It seems that he is also a very particular person. He is even a bit elegant, and he is not the same as Dao Brother. There are two completely different styles of gangsters.

"You are the cup." Zhang Yang did not immediately say two choices, but his eyes became sharp, and the temperature in the private room seemed to have dropped.

"What is beer?" Brother Ji felt that his heart was tightening and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"zhi city."

"Well, I know, I can't hold it, and I never thought that my cup could hold a whole bottle of beer." Brother Ji smiled.

"Someone can pretend."

"who?"

"Brother Dao!" Zhang Yang stood up slowly.

"Brother Dao!" Brother Ji laughed loudly and said: "Brother Dao can't hold it. Even if I leave Zhi City, Brother Dao can't hold the territory of Zhi City. After Ma Pihu died, even though the ruffian Cai followed Brother Dao, Brother Dao should have won Zhi City, but Brother Dao didn't. There are countless people like me in Zhi City now, how can Brother Dao pretend to be so successful?"

"Let me ask you something."

"Um?"

"Are you afraid of Brother Dao?" Zhang Yang stared at Brother Dao with sharp eyes.

"..."

Ji Ge opened his mouth without making a sound, and there was a long silence. This silence made people feel extremely depressed, especially the people following Ji Ge.

Zhang Yang's question has always been stuck in their throats like a fish bladder. No matter what Brother Dao is like, Brother Dao will always be Brother Dao. No matter what they do in the city, the first thing they think of is Brother Dao. In fact, if Brother Dao is It's not that I'm worried about Brother Dao, why would I even talk to Zhang Yang? When I come in, there will be a flurry of knives or guns.

Are you afraid of Brother Dao?

This question is really difficult to answer. No one will answer that they are not afraid of Brother Dao, but no one will say that they are afraid of Brother Dao.

"Well, it seems that you are not arrogant enough to ignore Brother Dao. I said at the beginning that I will give you two choices. First, you leave Zhi City, and second, you die in Zhi City. You don't need to answer me now, I will give you twenty-four hours to think about it, that is, at this time tomorrow, if I still see you here, I will think that you have chosen the second path!"

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he slowly walked towards the door. Liu Biao also laughed and stood up from the pile of women's bodies and followed Zhang Yang.

Shockingly.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became depressing, because Zhang Yang's way out was blocked by more than thirty burly men.

Zhang Yang didn't make a sound, his eyes stared blankly ahead, and his body didn't stop, still walking forward.

(To be continued)