After Zhang Biao heard this, his expression was startled at first, and then he realized that what Ye Junlang was asking about was Wang Ba's group making trouble at the gate of Jianghai University.
At this time, Zhang Biao could be said to be heartbroken and in a state of panic. From Ye Junlang's cold-blooded and ruthless methods, he realized that such a person was definitely not a security guard, but a security guard.
A truly ruthless person will never even blink an eye even if someone comes with murderous intentions!
So when he faced Ye Junlang, he felt real fear, a fear that came from his bones. This fear and fear were even worse than when he faced Mr. Hong, the boss of the Kowloon Society!
"Big, big brother, that person is called Wang Ba. He is leading some blind people to cause trouble. He is not here right now. He was injured so he did not come over. Big brother, you, please spare me this time. I will
You promise, I will deal with Wang Ba and the others properly when I get back, I will break their legs!" Zhang Biao said quickly.
Ye Junlang shook his head and said: "No, I'll do this myself. I'll give you five minutes. Call this guy and everyone else over immediately. Remember, you only have five minutes.
If they don't come after five minutes, I will break a bone in your body every minute!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Biao's face changed color again. He was shaking a little and couldn't help but said: "Brother, look at me, I can't move my hands. How can I contact him?"
Ye Junlang stood up, and from among the men in black lying on the ground, he brought a guy with sound hands and feet, but a bleeding mouth and nose to Zhang Biao, and said: "He can help you contact him. Anyway, you only have
Five minutes. Okay, hurry up, I'll start timing now."
Zhang Biao's face changed with shock, and he yelled at the man in black: "Mobile phone, my mobile phone, take it over and contact Wang Ba right away, quick!"
The man in black immediately picked up Zhang Biao's cell phone that fell off the ground, found Wang Ba's phone number and dialed it.
"Turn on the speakerphone and I'll talk to Wang Ba personally." Zhang Biao said.
The call got through, and after a few rings, the other party answered the call——
"Hey, Master Biao? Do you have any orders?"
"You damn bastard, come to the Scarlet Bar as quickly as possible! Not only you, but also the people under your command, come here as fast as possible. You must arrive within five minutes.
Otherwise I will kill your whole family!"
Zhang Biao roared hysterically at his cell phone.
After yelling, he asked the man in black to hang up the phone immediately.
Ye Junlang ignored Zhang Biao and the others. He took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath. The smoke rose up, and the pungent smell of blood mixed with the tar smell of the cigarette was inhaled into his lungs.
It was a different and exciting feeling.
After taking a few puffs of cigarette, Ye Junlang looked at his mobile phone and was counting the time.
Zhang Biao, who was lying on the ground, was counting seconds like years. For him, every passing second was like a long winter, extremely torturous. At this time, he hoped that time could slow down more than ever before, hoping that time would slow down.
It would be better if the passage of time could be frozen here.
He knew that Wang Ba and his group lived not far from Feise Entertainment City, which was also convenient for Wang Ba and his group to arrive in time if something happened here.
But even if you live not far away, it still takes about ten minutes to get there.
But Ye Junlang said that there were only five minutes. If every minute was exceeded before Wang Ba and the others came, Ye Junlang would break a bone in his body.
This made him feel his scalp numb and shudder just thinking about it.
What if Wang Ba and the others are stuck in traffic on the way here? What if they encounter some kind of delay?
If he can't arrive until half an hour later, how many bones in his body will be broken?
I'm afraid that all the bones in my body will be broken by then, right?
The more Zhang Biao thought about it, the more frightened and uneasy he felt in his heart. He even thought that he might as well just hit him to death.
But when he thought about death, he didn't have the slightest courage to make this choice.
He was afraid of death, greedy for life and afraid of death, otherwise he would not have collapsed in front of Ye Junlang so quickly.
…
Corner of the bar, behind the curtain.
Ding Rou has witnessed all of this, and her oval face, which is both soft and beautiful but also reveals a dashing and heroic aura, is filled with shock.
She really didn't expect that this man in a security uniform would be such a terrifying and iron-blooded figure.
Zhang Biao's forty or fifty men were actually defeated by him alone!
What kind of person is this?
From the conversation between the other party and Zhang Biao, the cause of this conflict was that two security guards of Jianghai University were beaten?
Are things really that simple?
Ding Rou didn't know, and she didn't draw an immediate conclusion. She had already contacted the police station through a message, and soon, the police would be here.
After all, at the current situation, the overall situation has basically been decided, and it is time for the police to dispatch.
…
"Unfortunately, five minutes have passed. You can only pray that those people can show up in the next minute!"
At this time, Ye Junlang suddenly spoke.
Ye Junlang's words were like a death sentence, making Zhang Biao turn pale and trembling all over. The frightened fear seemed to turn into countless ice swords attacking his body, making his whole body cold!
The next minute can be said to be the most painful and frightening minute in Zhang Biao's life.
Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen.
A minute flies by!
"One minute has passed, and it's time for me to fulfill my promise. I'm a very honest person and I didn't lie to you. A minute has really passed."
Ye Junlang spoke and showed Zhang Biao the stopwatch calculator on his phone.
Then, Ye Junlang tightened his grip on the iron rod in his hand.
"No, no, no, please, give me a chance, please..."
Zhang Biao completely collapsed, with a crying tone in his voice, and was crying and pleading.
Ye Junlang ignored it, and then swung the iron rod in his hand downwards, hitting Zhang Biao's right kneecap accurately.
Click!
Under Ye Junlang's powerful blow, a harsh sound of fractures was heard, piercing everyone's eardrums and making everyone tremble with fear.
All of them looked at Ye Junlang with completely changed eyes.
In their opinion, this is no longer a human being, so cold-blooded, so strong, so domineering, yet so cruel, he is completely a living devil!
How could there be such a demon in Jianghai City?
And provoking such a demon is simply asking for death!
Zhang Biao's whole body was twitching, and the extreme pain had even numbed him, making him unable to scream. The heart-wrenching pain could no longer be expressed in words.
"Sorry, another minute has passed!"
Ye Junlang's cold and impersonal voice sounded again, and accordingly he raised the iron rod in his hand again.
call!
The stick swept across and hit Zhang Biao on the kneecap of his left leg.
"Another minute has passed!"
"Hey, the people under your command are really incompetent. Another minute has passed!"
"Another minute is about to pass. It's okay. I can afford to wait. You still have a lot of bones in your body. Let's take our time and don't rush."
Ye Junlang's voice sounded every minute.
But for Zhang Biao, it was like being thrown into eighteen levels of hell and suffering.
Finally, at the eleventh minute, there was a rush of footsteps outside the bar door, and someone was coming in a hurry, presumably Wang Ba and his group.