Royal One is another entertainment club located in the old city. Although the consumption level here is not up to the top standards of Royal City, it is not within the reach of ordinary people. Every night, it is a paradise for pleasure seekers.

Although today is Monday, the royal business is still booming.

Hong Wenzheng was sitting quietly in the box. Unusually, he did not order a few girls. There were various drinks on the bar. The ashtray in front of him was full. The whole box was filled with smoke. Allen stood quietly.

On the side, Zhou Yang kicked him badly the night before and was seriously injured. Now he could barely stand and walk.

"Hello, do you need a towel?" At this time, a staff member opened the door of the box and used a towel to wipe the guest's sweat as usual.

"roll!"

Hong Wenzheng was in a very impatient mood at the moment. He had spent millions this time to bring in a team of professional killers called Dark Snakes from abroad to deal with the Ma family. He did not believe that Zhou Yang could still survive.

Hong Wenzheng, who has been able to survive to this day, is not stupid. In their line of work, people will be seriously injured at most, and they will not kill people with their own hands even if they are able to breathe.

From time to time, he raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already past the agreed time, but there was still no reply? Could it be that there was an accident? He knew exactly when Zhou Yang went to and from school.

Later, Hong Wenzheng shook his head in self-deprecation, thinking that maybe he was overthinking. He had never seen anyone survive from a gun. As he said, he had seen warriors who were more powerful than Zhou Yang.

A few years ago, he hired a killer to shoot him while fighting for a piece of land, so he believed that no one could survive from a gunpoint.

A cigarette was almost burning until the butt of the cigarette was burned, and Hong Wenzheng didn't notice it.

"Squeak." Suddenly, the box door was gently pushed open again.

Hong Wenzheng picked up the wine bottle in front of him and wanted to throw it away, "How many times have I told you, don't bother...ah."

As if he couldn't believe his eyes, Hong Wenzheng looked straight at Zhou Yang and walked to sit next to him.

It seemed like a century had passed before Hong Wenzheng came back to his senses. He was suddenly frightened and the wine bottle fell to the ground with a clang. "You... why are you here?" He was trembling as he spoke.

"Are you disappointed?" Zhou Yang stared into the other person's eyes and said expressionlessly.

"Security, security." Hong Wenzheng was so frightened that Liushenwuzhu yelled. Even the killer couldn't kill Zhou Yang, and he actually expected the security to come and protect his safety.

Allen's eyes shrank when he saw Zhou Yang coming in, and he wanted to rush forward to protect Hong Wenzheng behind him, but when Zhou Yang glanced at the cold light in his eyes, he immediately stopped and the cold air rushed out, and he also

I never thought that Zhou Yang would be so terrifying. From the blood stains on the opponent's shoulder, it was easy to tell that he had just gone through a fight. However, the four killers and the four guns did not leave Zhou Yang behind. Allen really couldn't think of anything else that could stop him.

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"Can you try shouting again?" Zhou Yang's childish face showed no emotion or joy.

Hong Wenzheng felt as if there was a stone stuck in his throat. Looking at Zhou Yang across from him, he did not dare to make any more noise. He was afraid, terrified. From the moment he came to his senses, he knew that the matter was revealed and could not be rectified. His fate was

It's completely in the opponent's hands.

He didn't even leave the other party behind as a professional killer, so what hope did he have?

"Zhou...Yang, no, Master Zhou, Mr. Zhou, please spare me once... Please spare me once." Hong Wenzheng stopped shouting as expected, and fell to the ground in fright, muttering incoherently.

"Oh? Spare you? Why spare you? Give me a reason." Uncharacteristically, Zhou Yang suddenly showed a bright smile.

"This is not my...original intention, Ma Shennian! It was...Ma Shennian asked me to do this. You beat his son seriously and he asked me to find someone to kill you." Hong Wenzheng's eyes were fixed.

In a sudden turn of events, as long as I can survive, Ma Shennian and the Ma family are all on the sidelines. Their lives are almost gone, so why talk about money?

Perhaps these words had an effect, Zhou Yang seemed to be lost in thought and remained silent.

Hong Wenzheng looked at Zhou Yang's silence, and his heart moved, thinking that he had a chance to survive.

"Is it really the Ma family?" Zhou Yang murmured, no one knew what he was thinking.

Gratitudes and hatreds in the world sometimes come out of nowhere. If Zhao Chuan hadn't called him to sing, he wouldn't have met Mu Xinyu again. If he hadn't saved Mu Xinyu, he wouldn't have seriously injured Ma Ye and collided with Hong Wenzheng.

Because Ma Ye was seriously injured, the Ma family would not attack him. It turns out that Zhou Yang and the Ma family are people from two different worlds, and there will never be any intersection unless something unexpected happens.

But things have happened, and everything has to look forward. Zhou Yang can be sure that if he encounters such a situation again, he will still take action, and the subsequent things cannot be changed.

"Yes, it's the Ma family, it's the Ma family!" Unknowingly, Hong Wenzheng was dripping with cold sweat, as if he had walked around in front of the Palace of Hell.

"Ah!" Hong Wenzheng's words just fell, followed by a cry of pain. At some point, Zhou Yang had grabbed his palm and slapped it hard on the wine table in front of the sofa. The whole palm was completely embedded in it, and the finger bones were broken every inch.

, blood continued to overflow.

"Hmph, you think you can stay out of it by using the Ma family as a shield? You are too naive!" Zhou Yang snorted coldly.

It is said that ten fingers connect to the heart, but having five fingers broken was still not something Hong Wenzheng could bear. The excruciating pain made him dizzy.

Hong Wen was opening his mouth to say something, but found that his other hand was also grabbed by Zhou Yang and slapped towards the wine table.

"No... no no... don't... ah..." Zhou Yang's power was something he couldn't resist. He could only watch his other palm embed into the wine table like it was made of mud.

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Allen's face turned pale with shock when he saw Hong Wenzheng's miserable state. He covered his chest and took two steps back. On the battlefield, it's not that he had never killed or tortured people, but they were all equal soldiers and enemies.

If you kill me, I will kill you, but the Zhou Yang in front of him can kill people with just a few moves, so he cannot help but not be afraid.

"Ah... oh... have mercy on me, Mr. Zhou, have mercy on me..." Hong Wenzheng's facial features were pinched together in pain, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears on his face. Only then did he realize that the Zhou Yang in front of him was

He is an out-and-out murderer. No matter how much he excuses himself, he can never escape this test. He just hopes that the other party will not kill him.

At this time, "bang" the door of the box was quickly opened.

"Xiaoyang, stop, don't kill him." Jiang Tianming rushed over, followed by many people. Except for Guo Shan and Ji Guangsheng, Zhou Yang didn't know anyone else, but it was not difficult to see that everyone was following Jiang Tianming.

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When he saw Hong Wenzheng's tragic situation, Jiang Tianming's face turned pale. How often had the eldest son of the Jiang family seen this scene? Hong Wenzheng was in a half-crouched position, with his two bloody palms stuck on the wine table.

You can imagine what it would be like for a gangster boss to be tortured to the point of crying for his father and mother. If he was a step too late, Hong Wenzheng would not know whether he would still be alive.

On the way here, Jiang Tianming had already started to quickly mobilize the information network in his hands. Only then did he learn what happened to Zhou Yang within two days. In order to save a girl, he severely injured the Ma family master and Hong Wenzheng, who stood up for Ma Ye.

He was slapped in the face and all his men were injured. This was a naked offense to the Ma family to death.

As for the murder incident Zhou Yang mentioned on the phone, it is not difficult to guess with a little extrapolation.

"Xiaoyang, don't, don't kill him." Even though his heart was freezing, Jiang Tianming came to Zhou Yang and repeated what he said just now. He understood that the anger in Zhou Yang's heart at this moment was difficult for anyone to control.

"Young Master Jiang... help... ah... Young Master Jiang." When Hong Wenzheng saw Jiang Tianming's arrival, he immediately grasped a life-saving straw and kept asking for help.

"Hmph!" Jiang Tianming turned his head and ignored the other party. He didn't let Zhou Yang kill him because of Zhou Yang's own consideration. Now is a legal society. Even if Hong Wenzheng hires a killer first, it should be punished by the law, not Zhou Yang himself.

Do it with your hands, let alone in public, some things cannot be done.

"Don't worry, Brother Jiang, I won't kill him." Zhou Yang said quietly. To be honest, when he learned that the killer was hired by Hong Wenzheng, he really thought about killing him. Fortunately, after being reminded by Jiang Tianming on the phone, Zhou Yang was able to do so.

Think calmly.

He is a smart man, and he can clearly distinguish between what he can do and what he cannot do. After all, this society is not a world of grudges and grudges. There are some rules that need to be followed, unless one day, he can be powerful enough to shake the rules of this world.

"Thank you...Thank you, Mr. Zhou...Thank you, Mr. Jiang..." Hong Wenzheng was about to receive the amnesty, and he wanted to bang his forehead on the wine table. He knew that his life was temporarily saved, and he did not pay attention to his address when he spoke.

Suddenly, Zhou Yang said again, "I won't kill you now, but you have to tell Brother Jiang exactly what happened about the killer, otherwise..." Zhou Yang stopped talking, lowered his head and gently rubbed his right hand with his left hand.

Hong Wenzheng suddenly turned pale. Once the story about the killer was revealed, he would also face state sanctions. It was just a matter of time. Even though this matter went round and round, he still could not escape the fate of death.

But he didn't dare to bet on Zhou Yang's kindness. He believed that if he refused to admit that he hired a killer, it would not be difficult to walk out of this club. With so many people watching, it was impossible for Zhou Yang to commit murder in public, but what about after he got out? He could

Where to run? With Zhou Yang's ability, there is no possibility for him to run away. The result will still be the same, and he will not be aware of it.

But he can bet on Ma's family and hope that Ma's family will try their best to find someone to relieve themselves for the sake of standing up for him. This is the only hope he has left!

Neither Zhou Yang nor Jiang Tianming urged Hong Wenzheng. In the dim light, Zhou Yang even took the initiative to pour a glass of light wine for Jiang Tianming, but he drank ice water. Jiang Tianming's eyes flashed with helplessness. How long has it been and you are still so indifferent?

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Time passed by, and I could still vaguely hear the singing from the box next door, "Sweet honey, you smile so sweetly..."

In a daze, Hong Wenzheng thought of this movie. In the movie, on the night of the New Year's Eve, Fa Ge sang and danced happily with his fellow prisoners in his arms. Perhaps, spending the rest of his body in prison was the best outcome for him.

"Okay, I said..." After not waiting for too long, Hong Wenzheng finally told the whole story after a fierce ideological struggle. He really did not dare to put his life in Zhou Yang's hands.
Chapter completed!