Chapter 330 Zhan Qipei personally vents his anger on Qiao Jing
Huang Mao didn't realize for a moment that the voice didn't belong to his younger brothers, and then answered the question.
"Who else could it be? Of course he killed that bitch and beat us so badly."
After hearing this sound, the monkey felt a little strange. When he turned around and saw what was happening behind him, he was so frightened that he could not even speak.
"Old...old boss, do we want to run around?"
Now their table is full of disabled people, and they can't seem to run away.
Huang Mao took a sip of beer. When he heard the monkey stuttering, he slapped him on the back of the head.
"Why are you running? Why are you running? If you don't get beaten up, you still stutter?"
The other boys also noticed something was wrong. When they turned around and saw the dark area, they were so frightened that they dropped the skewers in their hands.
"Boss, what should we do about this...this...this?"
"What do you mean?"
Huang Mao felt a little strange when he saw the younger brothers in such a panic. He put down the beer in his hand and turned around to look.
The first thing he saw was a man with a strong aura and a gloomy face standing in the middle, staring at him.
If looks could kill, he felt like he might have died hundreds of times.
Then I saw that the man was followed by about a dozen strong bodyguards wearing black suits. It looked like they were well-trained, and they were not at the same level as these gangsters.
Huang Mao was startled and curse words came out of his mouth.
"Fuck!"
Zhan Qi Pei's deep voice sounded again, as cold as a demon from hell, announcing their death.
"The people who will be killed should be you."
Huang Mao's eyes widened immediately, remembering what he just said.
It turned out to be the man in front of him who said it, and he actually thought it was his younger brother who said it.
"Who - who are you? What are you going to do?!?" Huang Mao looked at Zhan Qipei with a horrified look on his face and backed away as he spoke.
suddenly!
Lan Mao noticed Tang Yan in the crowd out of the corner of his eye.
This person... looks familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before.
"ah!"
He remembered!
This person is the number one gold medal assistant of the Zhan Group, Tang Yan!
He had seen it on TV.
No way?
Is it really Tang Yan?
Huang Mao confirmed it several times. After confirming Tang Yan's identity, his whole body shivered even more.
If you put it this way, the people they robbed were really members of the Zhan family?
They thought those two women were just bragging, but they didn't expect that they were actually from the Zhan family?!
The gangsters looked frightened and backed away, trying to escape.
Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and took a few steps back, timid.
What frightened Huang Mao the most was that he saw that the group of people were following the lead of the man in the middle.
This allowed him to guess his identity.
The leader of the Zhan Group!
The richest man in their imperial capital!
Thinking of this, Huang Mao swallowed hard.
It was like being frightened out of nowhere.
He didn't kneel down directly to Zhan Qi Pei now, but he had already used all his courage.
"Zhan...Mr. Zhan, I don't...no, I didn't know that those people before were from the Zhan family, otherwise I wouldn't have done anything. Give me ten guts and I wouldn't dare..."
Speaking of this, Huang Mao noticed that Zhan Qi Pei always looked cold and cold, looking at him with such an expression on his face.
Facing Zhan Qi Pei's eyes, Huang Mao had an immediate feeling that he was an ant, which made his inner fear aggravate.
"Mr. Zhan, I beg you! Just think of us as nothings. I - I will kneel down for you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Mao bent his knees, "Plop-" and knelt on the ground.
When the other gangsters saw this, they didn't dare to run away secretly. Moreover, these people were all elite bodyguards of the Zhan family, so they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
In order to survive, they put aside all dignity and everything else, and along with Huang Mao, they all knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Zhan Qipei and begged for mercy.
"Have mercy! We know we were wrong! Spare us!"
Zhan Qipei narrowed his eyes slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on Huang Mao. When he thought of the injury on Qiao Jing's arm, a look of cruelty flashed in his dark eyes.
The air pressure around him dropped to the lowest point, and his whole body exuded strong murderous intent. The food stall seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar, freezing people to death.
"Did you hurt her yesterday?"
"She" Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, "Which her?"
Zhan Qipei took out his mobile phone, and the screen saver was Qiao Jing.
When Huang Mao saw the woman on the screen saver, he recognized her immediately.
The other party beat them until they begged their grandfather to complain to their grandmother. How could they not recognize it?
"She——" As soon as Huang Mao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhan Qi Pei's voice.
"She is my wife, did you hurt her yesterday?"
scare!
Huang Mao's courage was almost frightened.
"I-I-I was wrong! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
In order to beg for forgiveness, Huang Mao raised his hand and slapped his face hard.
"Pah - pah - pah -"
The slaps were louder than the last, and his face was swollen, but he still had no intention of stopping.
He doesn't need to be embarrassed, but if he doesn't slap himself, I'm afraid his life will be decided here today.
Just when Huang Mao's intestines were about to turn green with regret, a cold and deep voice sounded above his head.
"Take out the knife?"
knife?
"What-what knife?"
The yellow hair trembled and stood tall.
"You hurt her with the knife." Six words came out of Zhan Qi Pei's mouth. They were as cold as if they had just been taken out of the refrigerator. They were so cold that the hair on his head was exploding, his spine was so cold, and his bones were all broken.
Form into ice cubes.
Upon hearing this, Huang Mao reacted and immediately took out the knife.
He raised his hands, held up the knife tremblingly, and handed it to Zhan Qi Pei.
The next second, Zhan Qi Pei picked up the knife and flipped his wrist.
"ah--"
Huang Mao folded his arms and screamed like a slaughtering pig.
Zhan Qi Pei stood in front of Huang Mao, looking at him condescendingly. There was no wave in his cold eyes. His eyes gave people a sense of déjà vu, as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Gudong——" Among the younger brothers, I don't know who swallowed first.
Then there was a sound of swallowing saliva.
At the same time, his body was shaking non-stop.
How can you not be afraid?
The president of the Zhan Group is a famous living king of hell in their imperial capital.
To provoke him is undoubtedly to sign up for the Palace of Hell.
Their boss, Huang Mao, hurt the other party's wife, and his fate will definitely be worse than death.
Of course, they didn't have the heart to sympathize with Huang Mao. Although they didn't directly hurt each other's wife, they were also participants in the investigation of this matter, and their end might not be any better than Huang Mao's.
"Spare—spare my life—ah—"
As soon as Huang Mao begged for mercy, his hand was stepped on by Zhan Qi Pei.
"If you dare to hurt my wife's hand, I will pay you back a hundred times a thousand times today."
As the sound fell, Zhan Qi Pei began to crush.
"Ah ah ah -" screams could not be heard for a while.