Chapter 242: The Blind Man Clenched His Teeth and Expressed Hate
"You just heard it..." Mr. Zhang looked at Tie Xiong and said with a half-smile: "Break whichever hand you hit with. Do you want to do it yourself? Or let my people help you." .”
"You are too crazy." Tie Xiong looked at the other party with disdain. He spread his hands forward and said, "Brother, put your hands here. Come over and interrupt."
"You think I don't dare." Mr. Zhang smiled coldly and waved his hand at his men. The two men immediately took out their guns and walked over to corner Tie Xiong. Tie Xiong did not expect that the other party would take out his guns and was a little startled. .At this time, I heard Mr. Zhang slowly say: "Clear the field."
Several other subordinates also took out guns. They pointed the guns at the lobby manager and others: "Okay. It's okay. Everyone, please go out."
There were a lot of security guards at the venue, and they usually fought a lot. They had some momentum and courage. But when they saw the other party putting on such a grand display, they didn't know what to do. They could only look at the lobby manager stupidly.
"Mr. Zhang..." The lobby manager wiped his sweat and said nervously: "Please don't cause trouble in our place..."
"Don't worry. No matter how big something happens, I will have an explanation for Yang Zhiwei." Mr. Zhang put out his cigarette butt and said coldly: "Get out quickly."
"But……"
"It's nothing. My men have to do something. It's not convenient for too many people to watch."
The lobby manager wanted to avoid these plague gods immediately, but he couldn't worry about Tie Xiong. After all, he was responsible for the safety of the venue and guests. He looked at Tie Xiong in embarrassment and said tentatively: "I'm sorry. We really can't do anything... "
"Go out as soon as you are told. I don't care about your business." Tie Xiong puffed up his chest and looked arrogantly at the opponent's gun: "I want to see what these idiots dare to do to me."
"That's pretty crazy." Mr. Zhang winked slightly at one of his men. The latter immediately pulled out a machete from his waist.
At the same time, the lobby manager and the security guards were forcibly kicked out. Mr. Zhang's people turned against customers and seemed to be the owner of this place. The lobby manager wanted to call immediately after leaving and ask the big boss to bring someone to settle things, but instead Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang's men stayed where they were, guarding them with guns and not letting them move even a step.
Mr. Zhang lit up another cigarette. He pursed his lips at Tie Xiong and said, "Let's do it."
The two men walked over and tried to pin Tie Xiong down on the coffee table. Then they asked the man with the machete to do it. But as soon as they arrived in front of Tie Xiong, they heard a scream of "Wow". Their accomplice's arms were unknown. Suddenly a bloody flower appeared and the machete fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" Mr. Zhang was stunned. Then he felt a sharp pain in his throat. He found that Ling Cang had come closer at some point, with his hand on his throat.
"Don't move." Ling Cang's expression remained calm, as if nothing had happened: "If you dare to move, his head will move."
"Scare me." Mr. Zhang smiled coldly: "Destroy him. I don't believe he dares to do anything to me."
Mr. Zhang did have some courage. His men were brave enough. They really didn't take Ling Cang seriously. Two men in black walked up and were about to put a gun against Ling Cang's temple, but his eyes rolled. .I fainted for some reason.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Cang raised his hand. Two rays of silver light shot out one after another and passed over the other two men. The two men let out a scream and backed away, covering their bodies.
After all, it was Tiexiong's treat today. Ling Cang didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so he showed mercy. Otherwise, the two of them would have been disabled on the spot.
Before they could see clearly what Ling Cang had done, four of his subordinates were injured. Mr. Zhang was finally a little scared. He looked at Ling Cang nervously. He stuttered a little when he spoke: "You... do you know that I am who."
"I often hear people say this. I don't feel it at all." Ling Cang twisted one of Mr. Zhang's arms behind his back. Then he pressed his head on the coffee table: "Do you know who I am?"
Mr. Zhang felt a sharp pain. His arm seemed to be broken. He let out a series of screams: "I don't know... let me go. Let me go..."
Mr. Zhang's men became anxious and rushed over to save them. Ling Cang kicked one of them in the chest and then slashed the other man's neck with a knife. The man behind him was shaken and collapsed to the ground weakly. The gun inside fell down. Ling Cang caught it accurately.
Then, Ling Cang gently pressed a switch, and the magazine popped out. Then Ling Cang fiddled with it a few times, and the whole gun was broken into several pieces.
Mr. Zhang's men have a few guns, but they are mostly used as a deterrent. They dare not actually pull the trigger. Pulling out a gun is one thing, but shooting is another. It only takes one bullet. Let the nature of the whole thing completely change.
The subordinates understood that Mr. Zhang just wanted to intimidate Ling Cang and give the beaten men some breathing space, so no one dared to shoot. Ling Cang understood this and stood there calmly without bringing Mr. Zhang to him. As a human shield.
In fact, Ling Cang's entire body was exposed to the muzzle of the gun. Any shot he fired would hit him. Even if he didn't fire, the two people who jumped on Ling Cang could still save Mr. Zhang. However, Ling Cang's body exploded. It emits a powerful aura, like a tiger in the mountains, making people afraid to come forward.
They are also cats. If you see a stray cat, anyone will dare to go up and kick it. If you see a tiger and dare to go up and kick it, the legs must be prosthetic and a little tired.
Mr. Zhang's men did not dare to act rashly, which further demonstrated Ling Cang's courage and made Mr. Zhang beat the drum in his heart. At first, he did not take Ling Cang seriously because at first glance, Ling Cang was just an ordinary student from out of town. There are too many such people in the capital. But now, Mr. Zhang had to re-examine Ling Cang. He kept asking in his heart: "Who is he?"
"Brother Ling..." Tie Xiong took two steps forward and said very seriously: "What happened today happened because of me. Let me settle it. Don't worry about it. Let him go first.
"I am also responsible for the matter. How can I let you bear it alone?" Ling Cang felt Mr. Zhang struggle and immediately applied more force on his hand. Mr. Zhang screamed and stopped moving again.
"I..." Tiexiong glanced at Mr. Zhang and stopped talking. Relying on his family relationship, he didn't take these people seriously at first. But not long after, he heard the name "Mr. Zhang" and immediately I remembered something.
"I...I|fuck|you|mother..." Mr. Zhang endured the pain and cursed through gritted teeth: "I'm going to kill your whole family."
"There is a saying in our hometown... A blind man grits his teeth and expresses hatred. That's what you are talking about." Ling Cang took a cigarette and lit it very coolly: "You are so stupid. You still dare to threaten. Who?"
"I | Fuck..." Mr. Zhang felt that the pain was getting worse. After a moment, it turned into numbness. His arm seemed to have detached from his shoulder. He had always been pampered and pampered since he was a child. He had never been treated like this before. Pain and humiliation rushed into his heart, causing tears to appear in the corners of his eyes: "You have to kill me today. If you can't kill me, I will definitely make your whole family die."
"Everyone in my family is dead." Ling Cang smiled coldly. He picked up Mr. Zhang by his collar and then slapped him on the ground. He put his foot on his knees and said, "Why don't you go to hell to find them?"
"Go to hell." Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment: "How dare you..."
"I dare." Ling Cang nodded. He raised his foot and stomped hard on Mr. Zhang's knee. With a slight "click", the knee was fractured.
Mr. Zhang let out a heart-breaking scream. His body began to twitch. He struggled to get up, but Ling Cang stepped on his abdomen again.
Mr. Zhang's men saw this and hurriedly came to rescue them, but were blocked by Tie Xiong. Seeing that the matter had reached this point, Tie Xiong decided to fight to the end. He picked up a wine bottle and slapped one of his men on the head. .Then he grabbed the gun and hit the other man on the back of the head with the handle of the gun.
Most of the people Mr. Zhang brought were guarding the lobby manager and security guards. Because Mr. Zhang didn't pay attention to Ling Cang and Tie Xiong, there weren't many left around him. But most of those who were left were at this time. The deafening music covered up the fighting and screams here. It was impossible to hear what was happening here.
Mr. Zhang looked around in horror. He felt an unprecedented fear.
"You said I didn't dare." Ling Cang lowered his head and pointed a smoke ring at Mr. Zhang: "I will cripple your limbs first, and then break your neck. See if I dare."
Mr. Zhang tried his best to turn around, but couldn't move. He could only look at Ling Cang in horror. His expensive suit with no wrinkles was already covered with dust. From a distance, it looked like a rag: "Do you know who I am...Do you know who I am..."
"Similar question. You have asked it several times. Can you change the question?" Ling Cang smiled coldly and told Mr. Zhang word for word: "Since you want to know so much, then I will tell you. I Know who you are."
"Ah." Mr. Zhang looked at Ling Cang and asked innocently: "Do you know who I am."
"Zhang Yi, the third among the four young masters in the capital, has the best relationship with the second young master Bai Youwen." Ling Cang flicked the ashes of his cigarette and asked lightly, "Am I right?"
The fourth young master in the capital was famous. Zhang Yi thought that if he reported this name, the other party would immediately kneel down and beg for mercy. However, he did not expect that Ling Cang would directly reveal his identity. More importantly, what Ling Cang meant was. He didn't pay any attention to the fourth young master in the capital.
Even Tiexiong was stunned. He looked at Ling Cang strangely. He didn't understand how Ling Cang recognized Zhang Yi. He had only heard of Zhang Yi's name in the past. He had never seen him in person. It was just now. Hearing the words "Mr. Zhang", I suddenly contacted the fourth son of the capital.