Chapter five hundred and nineteen blackmail five million
Surrounded by a group of gangsters, Mr. Liao slowly walked to the booth with an imposing manner.
"It's you!" Mr. Liao saw Ah Chao at a glance, and his calm expression suddenly changed.
During this period of time, Mr. Liao had trouble sleeping and eating. These days, he had been hiding out of town. He did not come back until he arranged for a trustworthy person to confirm that A Chao was not dead in C City No. 5 Middle School.
Today, some of Mr. Liao's subordinates are here to help him.
Mr. Liao did not expect that he would meet A Chao on the first day he came back.
Logically speaking, enemies should be extremely jealous when they meet each other. However, after Mr. Liao saw the living A Chao, the heavy pressure in his heart suddenly dropped and he felt relieved.
No one wants to be saddled with a murderous crime.
In any country on earth, once someone kills someone, even if they are not imprisoned, they will lose a lot of freedom.
"It's me." Ah Chao sneered.
"I'm sorry about what happened last time..." Now, Mr. Liao just wants to turn the conflict into friendship and avoid going to jail.
"If you asked me to shoot you in the chest, I would also apologize to you." Ah Chao said every word.
"What do you want?" Mr. Liao's face turned cold, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After all, Mr. Liao is a boss-level figure in C City. Since his debut, he has been dancing on the edge of a knife. He has seen all kinds of storms and waves. Naturally, he will not bow to a group of young teenagers and say "Sorry". He has already reached his level.
limit.
"I can't decide on this matter." Ah Chao knew how to take a step back.
When a group of teenagers saw Ah Chao take a step back, they all took a step back at the same time, forming a fan shape with Zhao Yuan as the center.
At this time, Zhao Yuan was still sitting quietly, while a group of teenagers stood, which immediately highlighted his difference.
In fact, Mr. Liao had already noticed the long-haired young man on the sofa. When he first saw this young man, he had a special feeling.
calm!
Take it easy!
Calm down!
Mr. Liao also came from a life of fighting with swords and guns. Naturally, he recognized that this long-haired young man with extraordinary bearing was a person and did not dare to act rashly.
Since when did City C have such a number one figure?
Mr. Liao secretly wondered that he had been living in C City for decades. Although he could not be said to be a black and white man, he had to be given some face at the top and bottom. Basically, some underworld figures and political figures with some status,
He knew them all, but the long-haired young man in front of him had a ruthless face.
"Five million." Zhao Yuan picked up a glass of wine, looked at Mr. Liao, and drank it in one gulp.
"Five million?" Mr. Liao was stunned.
"Yes, five million, this matter is over." Zhao Yuan lowered his head, did not look at Mr. Liao anymore, and poured himself a drink.
"Are you sure?" Mr. Liao was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned angry. However, the angry look was fleeting, and immediately turned into a ferocious look.
A wolf will always be a wolf and will never turn into a dog because of changes in the environment.
There is no doubt that Mr. Liao is not a dog, but a wolf. Even if he washes his hands in a golden basin, he is still an out-and-out wolf.
"Haha, this is not something I can be sure of. If you think your life is not worth five million, then you don't have to pay." Zhao Yuan smiled faintly, raised his head, and stared at Mr. Liao with a pair of deep eyes.
Zhao Yuan stared at Mr. Liao.
Mr. Liao stared at Zhao Yuan.
The atmosphere became tense, yet suffocatingly quiet.
This is a silent battle.
This is a battle of willpower.
The two pairs of eyes collided together. Although no sparks burst out, they could peek into the inner soul world from those eyes.
Zhao Yuan's eyes were like the vast and deep starry sky.
Mr. Liao's gaze was like that of a ferocious jackal.
"Achao, from now on, if you see him once, beat him once!" Zhao Yuan suddenly broke the oppressive and suffocating silence.
Ah Chao chuckled and pounced forward, like an agile cheetah, hitting Mr. Liao head-on with the wine bottle in his hand.
Mr. Liao was quite skilled. At the moment when Ah Chao made a sudden attack and hurt someone, he actually raised his hand to block the bottle that was hit by the volley, and at the same time, he quickly retreated.
Unfortunately, behind Mr. Liao was a human wall formed by a group of gangsters and security guards. He was unable to retreat and was hit on the arm by Ah Chao's bottle.
Click!
Ah Chao is a junior cultivator. The power of this blow activated his spiritual energy and used all his strength to become extremely ferocious. Although Mr. Liao was a ruthless character, he was also a mortal and could not withstand this blow. The wine bottle was shattered.
In an instant, there was a heart-stopping sound of fracture.
"Ah..." Mr. Liao screamed.
The incident happened so suddenly that a group of gangsters had no idea that a group of students would actually get into a rage and hurt someone. Before they could react, Chao's bottle had already hit the boss's arm.
When a group of gangsters saw their boss screaming, their eyes suddenly turned red. They picked up various bottles and rushed into the booth.
Just when Ah Chao made his move, a group of teenagers were already prepared and immediately picked up the guy and swarmed forward.
A big melee began. For a moment, bottles and ashtrays were flying in the air. Someone actually lifted a heavy high chair and hit people. The guests in the bar ran away.
When a group of teenagers swarmed up, Fatty Scar was the first to be hit, because he had a spring knife in his hand, which made him the most threatening figure.
On the ground...
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Seeing the two gangs fighting, the bar manager was slapped by the fat man with the scar, and he had long held a grudge. Now that Mr. Liao and his group were at a disadvantage, he was naturally gloating, and immediately escaped with a group of security guards, watching from a distance.
Watching the fire from the other side.
There is actually no huge disparity in the number of people between the two sides. They are both more than ten people. However, the strength of both sides is simply as high as in the sky and on the ground.
Thirteen junior cultivators deal with a dozen mortals, and you can imagine the result with your toes.
The strength of both sides can only be described as a great disparity.
The battle was over before the guests in the bar could react.
More than a dozen gangsters, including Brother Liao, were beaten to the ground, and they all let out wailing sounds like ghosts and wolves.
Both the guests of the bar and the security guards of the bar had shocked expressions on their faces. Almost everyone had never thought that this group of young students who looked like students could fight so fiercely. You know, judging from the physical point of view of both parties, Mr. Liao's
On the one hand, the body is much stronger, and both of them are veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles.
Now, a group of old Jianghu who were walking sideways in City C were beaten to the ground, including Mr. Liao, who was in the limelight and was unparalleled for a while.
Under hundreds of pairs of eyes, Zhao Yuan stood up slowly, his long hair flying under the light, as if he was alive.
"Remember, five million, this time tomorrow, I will be waiting for you here!" Zhao Yuan walked up to Mr. Liao, squatted down, grabbed Mr. Liao's hair, and said with a gloomy look.
Mr. Liao said nothing, with a look of endless resentment on his face.
"Keep this booth for me tomorrow." Zhao Yuan slowly walked up to Yuanyuan, lifted up Yuanyuan's smooth chin, and grinned, revealing his white teeth.
"Yes...Brother Yuan..." Yuanyuan, whose face turned pale, nodded hurriedly.
At this time, police sirens were heard outside.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Zhao Yuan, surrounded by thirteen teenagers, stepped over the bodies of a group of gangsters and walked away.