The Road to Slaying God

"Li...Master Li..."

Liu Biao's leopard eyes were as round as copper bells, and he looked at the guy on the ground with ragged clothes, a bruised nose and a swollen face, and a face like a pig's head in surprise.

"Brother Biao, it's me, it's me..." Master Li was Mao Yunhua's driver, driving the white BMW.

"Who did it?"

Looking at the people squatting on the ground, there were exactly ten drivers, one or more. Liu Biao's whole body was like a burning flame, and a pair of leopard eyes shot out a fierce light.

Liu Biao's demonic murderous aura caused the scene to fall into silence for a moment, and dozens of people took a step back almost subconsciously.

"You are not allowed to leave." Zhang Yang spoke, his tone unmistakable.

"You are not allowed to leave if you say you are not allowed to leave... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang took a step forward, grabbed the arm of the gangster holding the iron rod with his left hand, and hit it hard with his right hand. There was a heart-stopping "click" sound, and the gangster's entire arm had been broken into two pieces. , the iron rod also fell to the ground with a clang.

The shrill screams made people feel terrified.

A pair of horrified eyes looked at Zhang Yang. Even Liu Biao and the others looked at Zhang Yang in surprise. In their hearts, Zhang Yang has always been a relatively gentle person. He knows how to be ruthless, and now, just a few ordinary gangsters let him be so ruthless, which was beyond their expectations.

"I am a strong person. If I can bully just any cat or dog, then wouldn't we have dishonored our reputation as a strong person!" Zhang Yang felt Liu Biao and Aze's surprise, and turned around and said calmly.

"Brothers, come on, there are few of them!"

A gangster raised an iron rod and rushed towards Zhang Yang. Immediately, the gangsters were like exploding a hornet's nest. For the gangsters, they relied on momentum rather than organization and discipline. However, often With this kind of momentum, the lethality of the gangsters cannot be underestimated.

Dozens of gangsters swarmed up.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

Zhang Yang's body was like a sophisticated fighting machine, and every move he made could hear the sound of cracking bones. Just between the lightning and flint, dozens of gangsters fell to the ground, and screams could not be heard.

In just over ten seconds, more than twenty gangsters had fallen to the ground, and the remaining dozen were frozen in the air like sculptures.

Liu Biao and the others couldn't help but be stunned.

They were ready to join the war, but they were just stunned, and Zhang Yang had quickly resolved the battle.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yang looked at the people on the ground and said calmly.

At this time, the driver had already called a group of black bodyguards, and a group of wounded people drove away in a car, dragging their injured bodies.

When they got to the car, everyone understood what happened from Master Li's words.

An old-fashioned blackmail plot. Master Li and other drivers sang a song for a while. They were afraid of publicizing their request for a car, so they came out early and waited in the car. When a car was reversing, Master Li's car scraped off a bit of its paint. , and then things started. First, a group of people threatened to extort money. You know, a few of the ten drivers were following Brother Dao. How could you suffer such a loss? They took action because there were many people. That kind of knowledge , there were more than 20 people on the other side, and a group of onlookers beat the drowned dog, and the ten drivers were immediately beaten to a bloody head.

Apparently, it was the foreign license that was to blame.

It is easy to be bullied when a car with a foreign license plate is parked in an entertainment venue. Of course, it does not matter if the voice is that of a local. The key is that the BMW driver is from Zhu City and speaks Cantonese. This has already established his identity. Foreshadowing of being blackmailed.

There was a violent beating, and even ten drivers were beaten to the ground before they had time to call Zhang Yang and the others.

The example of ants killing an elephant happened again.

"Fuck you, let's fight back. You dare to blackmail us!" Liu Biao was furious.

"What's the rush?" Zhang Yang said with a cold smile.

"Brother Yang has a clever idea?" Xiao Lizi sat in the passenger seat and asked excitedly with his head in the back.

"Porcelain gangs like this, which target high-end cars, will all have backgrounds. Those small gangsters are not interesting. If they want to do something, they can do something big. We are waiting for their boss to come forward." In fact, when Zhang Yang found out that the one who was beaten was After being driven by his own driver, Zhang Yang found a Pastor car that had slight contact with the BMW, and immediately determined that it was a farce.

"Peng!" Liu Biao slapped him hard on the head, "***, you actually forgot, this is a ploy, eh, eh, wait for them to come and blackmail you..."

"Haha, I'm just trying to satisfy you. Don't you want to make trouble? Let's make a big fuss and treat it as Azze's gift to Brother Chun." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Brother Chun...oh, Brother Chun is Aze's eldest brother, right..."

Liu Biao was stunned at first, and immediately thought of the boss of Xinjiang Province who had appeared once. When they met Aze, Aze was following Brother Chun. In fact, Zhang Yang thought of Brother Chun when he came to the provincial capital, because Zhang Yang knew very well , Aze still misses Brother Chun. Although Aze never said it, after arriving in the provincial capital, he has shown a trace of fluctuation. Obviously, this is because of Brother Chun's existence.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, I don't care about Brother Chun. I just want to know what's going on?" Xiao Lizi asked anxiously.

"Uncle Biao told me that 'peng porcelain' is a jargon in the antique industry. It means that when criminals sell antiques at stalls, they often deliberately place fragile porcelain in the middle of the road, waiting for passers-by to accidentally knock it. They can then take the opportunity to blackmail them, and the offender becomes angry, spends his money, and has to take back a pile of broken pieces. Nowadays, this kind of unfortunate thing happens more to private car owners, and in many cases There are even professional porcelain gangs that commit crimes in big cities. Generally, the boss of such porcelain gangs will have a little background. The bigger the target position, the deeper the background. Our car is a top-notch BMW car. We drive this kind of car. The person is either rich or noble. Since the other party dares to touch them, it means that they have a very powerful background in the provincial capital. Hehe... I think as long as we find a hotel to stay, I guarantee that the other party will come to kill us within an hour. Come……"

"Aren't they afraid of meeting a powerful master?" Xiao Lizi was stunned and asked.

"Don't be afraid. Generally, such people are local snakes, and they will have certain social connections on the red road. This is the saying that a strong dragon will not suppress a local snake, unless you encounter a powerful opponent. However, such opportunities are rare. It's so pitiful that even if you meet someone, you'll have to apologize and apologize, and a truly powerful person won't care about this kind of person." Liu Biao always has the richest experience in the world, especially for some low-level gangsters. He knew it thoroughly. When he was in school, he often used these tricks to extort a few packs of cigarettes.

"By the way, Aze, do you have any contact with Brother Chun?" Liu Biao asked.

"No." Aze looked out the car window and shook his head.

"Why don't you contact me?"

"No need."

"Are you going to see Brother Chun tomorrow?"

"go!"

…

Aze, as always, cherishes words like gold.

More than ten minutes later, ten cars parked in the parking lot of a four-star hotel. Everyone checked into rooms and took a rest. A group of drivers asked the hotel for some first aid kits and sorted out their wounds. Although they all had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, they were all skinned. In case of trauma, it will be fine after a few days of training.

…

Just when Zhang Yang was checking into the hotel, there was a burly man in his forties in a KTV private room, drinking wine with his head down. There were dozens of burly men around him, and the atmosphere was very depressing and heavy.

In the provincial capital, there are very few people who don't know him, regardless of whether he is black or white.

He is Brother Diao.

Brother Diao is a native of the provincial capital. He used to be a small figure, controlling a small porcelain-making gang and a scalper gang. Times make heroes. After Zhang Yang killed Maimaiti's spokesperson in the provincial capital, a power vacuum appeared in the provincial capital. , Maimaiti did not focus his energy here due to internal chaos, so he took advantage of the situation...

His power has developed explosively. If it were not for the existence of a group of people from Xinjiang Province, it would be almost perfect.

Now he was troubled, very troubled.

Because, more than ten of his brothers who followed him to conquer the country were killed. These brothers made a living by playing porcelain. Because of his power, their appetite became bigger and bigger. In the past, there were still people who chose surnames. Touching porcelain, now almost every time you find a target, you will strike ruthlessly.

This made him very depressed. Things like porcelain have always been something that has not been brought to the table. Now he controls the industry of making money every day. However, the old brothers who follow him seem to be more interested in their old profession. , for them, making money through porcelain is the fastest and most refreshing way.

Brother Diao understands the psychology of these old brothers very well. This is an occupational disease, just like a thief. Even when he goes out to do other things, his eyes are always on other people's pockets. In fact, Brother Diao has wanted to touch them countless times. Porcelain's idea, but his identity does not allow him to do this in person...

Who could the other party be?

There are black bodyguards and ten luxury cars from out of town...

Brother Diao has made several calls to inquire about the details of this group of people, but there are no clues, and the political department does not have the details of these people. Obviously, this is a group of wealthy people, and it is likely that they are gangsters from other places.

"Bang!"

The beer glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and Brother Diao stood up suddenly.

"Brothers, the copycat, no matter who he is, in the provincial capital, if he is a dragon, he must be guarded by me, and if he is a tiger, I must lie down for him!"

(To be continued)