Meng Yang's method was used to shock everyone present.

Although they do not understand martial arts, Meng Yang's combat ability makes everyone frightened.

Brother Long, who was lying on the ground, saw Meng Yang approaching step by step, seemed to be trying to attack him, and couldn't help but shout in panic: "Why are you still being stunned here?

Come on it quickly, this bastard is ruined!"

The remaining dozen gangsters came to their senses from their shock just now, and each of them picked up iron sticks and prepared to do a big fight.

But at this moment, a cold voice slowly fell: "If you want to die, come!"

Although Meng Yang's voice was very dull, it had no emotions.

The gangsters who were eager to try were instantly charming. Seeing Brother Long’s miserable appearance, they couldn’t help but shrink their necks.

You must know that the young man in front of you is a Lord who is not afraid of death.

If they really fight, they will definitely be in trouble.

Brother Long never expected that a group of disciples of the Qinglong Gang who were licking blood on the blade were frightened by a young man.

At this moment, Brother Long felt that his blood was about to run out. If this continues, he will definitely lose too much blood and die.

However, none of the dozen younger brothers behind him was willing to help him, which made him angry and anxious.

However, Brother Long was not so scared of the young man in front of him because he already knew who this young man was.

Meng Yang, the boss behind Yang Hu.

Although he knew Meng Yang was good at it, he knew that Chen Jin was trying to deal with Meng Yang, and even Chen Jin had already captured Yang Hu now.

No matter how arrogant you are, how long can you be arrogant?

Can you be even better than Boss Chen Jin?

Can you still ignore Yang Hu's life or death?

As soon as he thought of this, Brother Long couldn't help but become brave: "Mengyang, you'd better let me go, otherwise you will never see Yang Hu in your life!"

Yang Hu?

Meng Yang paused for a moment, frowned, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Brother Long immediately opened his phone, took out a set of photos from it, and threw them directly to Meng Yang.

"This was taken this morning. If you don't want Yang Hu to die, let me go!"

Meng Yang glanced down and his eyes suddenly sank.

There is a photo on the screen of the mobile phone. It is Yang Hu, but at this moment, Yang Hu was covered in blood and knelt on the ground miserably. Several people with tattooed green dragons on their backs were holding whips and whipping him constantly. Yang Hu looked extremely weak, as if he was about to fall down the next moment.

"What's going on?"

Meng Yang's eyes became cold, and he pulled Brother Long from the ground to question him.

Meng Yang looked so cold. Brother Long knew that the photos had worked, so he was more confident in speaking: "Of course someone wants to mess with him!"

Does anyone want to mess with Yang Hu?

Meng Yang's eyes were deep, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. The people in the photo had Qinglong on their backs. It was obvious that the people from the Qinglong Gang wanted to mess with Yang Hu.

When Meng Yang thought of Chen Hui dying in his hands, he instantly understood that the person who was playing Yang Hu must be Chen Jin.

Chen Hui is Chen Jin's nephew. When his nephew dies, his uncle will come to take revenge! Everyone knows that Yang Hu is Meng Yang's subordinate, and Chen Jin is killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

But Yang Hu is not a chicken, and Meng Yang is not a monkey. Chen Jin can only dig his own grave if he does this.

"Don't worry, Yang Hu is not dead yet. As long as you let me go, I will tell you Yang Hu's address immediately, so that you can rescue Yang Hu!"

Brother Long said with a smile.

Meng Yang sneered, let you go?

If you let me tell Chen Jin to inform you?

He pulled the collar and pressed it directly to Brother Long on the wall, and snorted with a snorkeling: "Take me to find Yang Hu, you are not qualified to bargain with me!"

Brother Long now has the trump card Yang Hu, and he expected that Meng Yang would not dare to kill him, so he couldn't help but become tough.

"If you let me go first, I will naturally tell you where Yang Hu is, otherwise you will just wait and see Yang Hu die!"

Meng Yang snorted coldly: "Dare you threaten me?

Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Meng Yang increased his strength in his hand, and Brother Long's face immediately turned red, but he still refused to give in. Instead, he looked at Meng Yang and laughed fiercely: "If you have the ability, kill me. If you kill me, you will always want to see Yang Hu!"

After all, he had been with the Qinglong Gang for several years. He was not afraid of the days when he was adding blood to the tip of the knife. How could he be scared by this young boy?

Brother Long was covered in blood and looked extremely terrifying when he smiled.

"Kill you?"

Meng Yang snorted coldly: "Killing you will only dirty my hands."

He sneered and said, "Don't worry, I will have 100 ways to make you more painful than death!"

The next second, Meng Yang's arm shook, and a pack of silver needles appeared in his hand. The 20-cm-long silver needles floated in mid-air in an instant.

Meng Yang bounced his fingers, and then 20 silver needles pierced into different acupoints in Brother Long's body.

One, two, three... Soon, 20 silver needles were all tucked into Brother Hu's chest, and there was a feeling of thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

"I'll give you 20 seconds. If you can persist and not beg me for mercy, I'll let you go today!"

Meng Yang said.

Brother Long couldn't help but snorted coldly, just a few silver needles wanted him to surrender. How could it be?

He is a member of the Qinglong Gang. He has passed by the sword light and sword rain, so how could he be afraid of a few silver needles?

It's ridiculous! "Boy, don't say 20 seconds, I'm not afraid even if it's 20 minutes..." But before he finished speaking, a huge pain burst out directly from his body. He felt like he was in a sea of ​​swords and fire, as if he was about to be crushed at any time.

The severe pain magnified countless times, and he would rather die than suffer.

Brother Long couldn't help but start to tremble, and a trace of blood appeared on his lips.

At this moment, he realized Meng Yang's terror, and he realized why this man could kill Chen Hui.

This is a devil, this is definitely a devil.

"One, two, three..." Meng Yang had just shouted three times when Brother Long roared: "Stop... Stop, can't I be wrong?

You let me go..." Meng Yang did not pull the silver needle off him, but looked at him coldly.

"I can't hold on for even 10 seconds, so you can't even get out like this?"

"Please... let me go... I say everything, I say everything!"

Brother Long really doesn't want to continue experiencing this kind of pain, it's even more terrifying than purgatory.

Life is worse than death! Meng Yang ignored him, but directly pulled him up with his collar: "Now take me to find Yang Hu. After seeing Yang Hu, I will naturally pull the needle for you..."
Chapter completed!