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53 The Leaky...Case

I don’t know where the gap between me and fighting masters is, this is not a problem.

As long as you can persist and explore according to the greatest burden you bear, fortunately, accuracy and proficiency are growing slowly. Although it is slight, you can still feel it.

In this way, I don’t feel bored. After training, the muscles under the fat gradually became tense and firm, as if they were rocks. Some parts of the muscles had already exposed the outline.

With such obvious effect, Zhang Huchen naturally felt excited and remained excited.

It has been half a month since I returned from the City of Glory. I only had dinner in the evening. I walked towards the iron house from a snack bar near the building, carrying the dinner for three big cats. To be honest, Zhang Huchen didn't worry about what these three guys eat every day. There was food everywhere near the construction site. If Zhang Huchen wanted to improve his proficiency in breeding, chicken liver was necessary. The fresh goods brought back from the market were eaten at noon and some bone soup was used as a midnight snack at night.

However, the old saying goes well, a penny will bring you a portion of the goods, and this night it reflects the role of this black cat.

After digesting the food after the meal, Zhang Huchen took the bucket and went to the outside venue to prepare for throwing. The black cat prompted several cars to approach the entrance of the material preparation yard from the street. Even on the street, there were more than a dozen different vehicles surrounding the material preparation yard.

The first thing I thought of was that what happened on KTV that day was revealed. Zhang Huchen used to be an ordinary worker. After drowned in the bathtub, he was troubled. After solving Brother Xiong, he lived a stable life, but this may be the fuse that caused him to have greater trouble.

Thinking of this, the iron paint bucket was thrown aside, turned around and returned to the iron house, picked up the backpack, ran away.

The weeds in the field have become a natural barrier. As long as you arch your body and don’t show your head, such a sky, such a dark and complex environment, are enough to cover it, and the black cat is Zhang Huchen’s eyes and ears.

A black business car surrounded several vans and parked not far from the entrance, with headlights bright and illuminated the material preparation site.

Several men who got out of the van carefully blocked the business doors. When the smoke and dust dissipated, they opened the doors. A man with a sharp face was sitting in the car, looking a little blurry. The black cat walked forward a little distance and avoided the direct lights, which allowed a clear image.

Sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, straight nose, and slightly pursed lips. Is this a movie star? It looks very potential as a positive person! Of course, it is an expired product. If the black cat's vision resolution is higher, you can see that this middle-aged handsome guy has wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his eye bags are also protruding, and even his skin is a little loose on his neck.

As a rich man, maintenance and dressing are temperament and demeanor. Only those who are jealous of tall, handsome and rich, will try their best to belittle these subtleties. The person dressed up by this successful person is wearing a fitted blue casual suit, a forward plaid hat, and a pipe on his mouth, which looks very aristocratic.

The man was a big boss, and with just waved his hand, there were naturally people next to him walking towards the iron house with lights in the middle of the venue. Moreover, the people who were leading the way were actually carrying guns.

If Zhang Huchen's impression of other guns is still lacking, then this kind of shotgun is really imprinted in his bones, which is the most shameful humiliation in his life.

The two men held five consecutive hairs, and there was even a man holding a double tube of goods in his hand. The others also had pistols, knives, and sticks in their hands, surrounding the iron house.

Is this really the country where I live? Why does it feel like I am coming to a place of war?

"My surname is Zhang, come out and your brother will ask me to bring you a good gift." A man who was leading the way was thin. Although it was Xia Tian, ​​he was wearing a camouflage uniform, a tactical helmet, and a shotgun similar to five consecutive shots in his hand.

After saying that, he waved his hand behind and in front of the headlight, the two strong men pushed and kicked down a person. His face was covered with blood marks and he couldn't even tell what he was like.

"You harmed Ah Xiong, you didn't forget it so quickly. You can surrender. Everyone can save some effort. You can see that this brother suffers! Moreover, we thanked the boss, and said, as long as you are willing to break your legs, you will be spared!" The thin man snapped his fingers, and the two men beside the car took the dragged person to the front of the car, lifted the blood-straw, and held his hair up, facing the headlight of the car.

Zhang Huchen's eyes instantly became blood-colored. It was Zhang Jingye, who was originally a clean and smiling young man, but now he has become a pig's head.

The corners of the eyebrows were swollen, covered with bloodstains, and saliva flowed from the corners of the mouth, and bloody saliva.

Under the headlights, the blood was scattered on the ground, soaking the sand and mixing into twisted traces. From a distance, you can see Zhang Jingye trying hard to stand up. However, it was really powerless to give the two strong men a cross.

Silence, dead silence, the material preparation yard in the dark night was only illuminated by the headlights. At this time of depression, Zhang Jingye didn't know where the power came from, and exchanged all the pain in his body for a shout: Revenge!

Zhang Jingye knew that the trouble was definitely not small this time. These people could find themselves, and there were a lot of people and guns. So don’t think about living. As long as Zhang Huchen can be more alert and leave early, he will die here, which is valuable. At least, he will leave some clues when he avenges Zhang Huchen in the future.

When the two strong men heard Zhang Jingye's shout, they raised their hands and punched. The muffled groans could be heard at first, but gradually, there was no sound.

The two strong men stopped, returned to the car, took out the water bottle, squeezed out the water, sprayed it on Zhang Jingye's face, and continued to beat Zhang Jingye, making it impossible for him to support his body with his own strength, as soft as noodles.

Zhang Huchen was lying in the weeds, clenching his teeth. When he went out, he could only take his life in vain, which was not good for the matter.

What can I spare you? If Zhang Huchen is a young boy, he might have stood up and played the same trick as he is difficult.

Zhang Huchen understood that the people who are so generous are trying to make him feel guilty!

The fist was white, and the anger in my heart rose like fire. Finally, I couldn't control my emotions: "You and your family will repay my brother's life. Even if I go to the moon, I will kill you."

Resentful words can almost turn green grass into decay leaves, and warm summer into cold winter.

It was like the whisper of the demon in the Nine Netherworld, the cry of the resentful souls in hell, the vicious curse in sinking, the cold wind blowing from the wasteland, and the coldness of the broken ground, which made the hot weather soak into the coldness of the bones.

Judging from the methods of these people, you can tell how much hardship Zhang Jingye suffered. This brother is smart, but he is absolutely unbearable. Moreover, there is no way to bring the enemy over.

Life is precious, and everyone has it, no one has the responsibility to sacrifice their lives for others.

It is precisely because of understanding Zhang Jingye’s approach that he becomes more angry with these guys and that boss Xie.

Zhang Huchen turned around and ran away, hoping to give Zhang Jingye some chance to survive.

"On there, the lights are coming!"

"The grass is shaking, give him a bunch."

"Brothers outside, here's the idea! Go around."

The venue was in chaos, and Zhang Huchen ran towards the main road. There was a large square area there. As long as you cross these blockages, you could run out of these alleys.

Only by living can you take revenge.

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