() The bald man quickly stopped his hand. Looking at the naked Rebecca, the faces of several men all showed salivating expressions.
"Okay, let's work first." Tang Jun waved his hand, "How about we all feel good after the work is done? Hahaha!" Laughing wildly, Tang Jun pointed to Zhang Qiang lying on the bed, "Take off his clothes too.
!”
The bald man turned around and walked towards the bed. Just as he was about to take action, Zhang Qiang's eyes suddenly opened. Bang bang! The two bald men flew backwards off the ground. One crashed into the closet, and the other flew straight away.
Gone outside the door.
Tang Jun was startled and immediately hid behind the photographer. Looking at Zhang Qiang who got up from the bed, he shouted in panic: "What...what is going on...
.”
The photographer is a middle-aged man in his forties, with long hair that makes him look like an artist. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and looks very elegant.
At this time, he turned around and glanced at the two bald men. Seeing that they all fainted, he put the digital camera in his hand on the dressing table, then took off his glasses and glanced at Zhang Qiang.
"My legs are very strong. I didn't want to come at first, but now it seems that I came at the right time." Putting his glasses in his trouser pocket, the photographer walked towards Zhang Qiang, suddenly raised his right foot and moved with great speed
Kicked at him with great speed.
Snapped!
Zhang Qiang grabbed the photographer's ankle.
This kick was actually very powerful. It would take only a few decades of hard work to achieve this level. An ordinary person would probably be lying on the ground. Unfortunately, the person he faced was Zhang Qiang.
"The strength in my legs is quite strong." Zhang Qiang said coldly: "Originally I didn't want to hurt you, but now it seems that I was wrong."
Click!
Zhang Qiang used his five fingers to crush the photographer's ankle. The photographer rolled his eyes upwards and fainted from the pain without even making a sound.
Only then did Tang Jun understand that Zhang Qiang was not fighting a trapped beast, but was in control of the overall situation.
"No, no, no, no..." Tang Jun waved his hands and stepped back: "Listen, listen to me...listen to my explanation..."
"I'm listening, you say." Zhang Qiang walked towards Tang Jun slowly. At this time, Tang Jun had already retreated to the door. Suddenly he turned around and ran out. Before he reached the stairs, a strong wind rushed behind his head.
Bang! A digital camera hit his back, almost knocking out his internal organs.
puff!
When Tang Jun fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Zhang Qiang walked up to Tang Jun, raised his foot and stepped on one of his hands: "Tell me everything you know, or your hand will be useless. Do you understand?"
"No...don't..." Tang Jun was already crying, with red and white streaks on his face like a big painted face, "I said...it's all Zhang Chen, it's all him who let him
I did this..."
"Zhang Chen?" Zhang Qiang suddenly understood. No wonder this fat man looked so familiar. He turned out to be Zhang Chen's subordinate. "Why did he want you to do this? What is the purpose?"
"He, he wants to ruin your reputation...so that Cheng Ming can kick you out of Tingxiang Garden, so...so that he can play with you as he pleases...
..”
"That's it." Zhang Qiang couldn't help but sneer in his heart, and looked back at the unconscious Rebecca. "Then Rebecca is your bait?"
"Yes, she is specifically responsible for seducing you..."
"I think she didn't do it voluntarily. How could a girl from a wealthy family like her help you do such a thing?"
"Because... because she has always wanted to take back the property belonging to their Gong family. You don't know, her family originally had money, but after her parents died, most of the property was given to her second uncle.
Robbed. So... So I took advantage of this... I promised her that as long as the matter is completed, I will help her get the property back..."
"You actually never thought about fulfilling your promise, right?" Zhang Qiang looked at Tang Jun coldly.
"Yes...if the photo shoot is successful this time, she won't dare to mention it again, otherwise...hehe, you know..." Speaking of pride,
Tang Jun was a little carried away again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, one of his hands was crushed by Zhang Qiang.
ah--!
Tang Jun let out a heartbreaking scream, but then the shouting stopped. Zhang Qiang kicked his chin with his toe, and his chin fell off.
He turned around and walked to Rebecca, picked her up and put her on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt. At this time, there was a painful groan from behind. When he turned around, he saw that the photographer who had his ankle crushed had woken up.
Struggling to get up.
"Who are you?" Zhang Qiang asked as he walked up to the photographer.
"Hmph..." The photographer endured the pain and sneered, "Don't pee your pants if I tell you."
"Okay, I'll listen." Zhang Qiang nodded.
"Brother is Wang Tian, who is called Bei Ba Tian by people in the north of the city! You must have heard of it?" Wang Tian said while looking at Zhang Qiang's expression.
"Oh, Bei Batian." Zhang Qiang narrowed his eyes, "I think I've heard of it. But you are such a big brother, why did you come here to be a photographer?"
"Boy, didn't you know that I was originally in this field? Besides, Mr. Tang came to me personally this time, so of course I had to take action."
"Oh, then you went out in person but accidentally disabled your leg. What do you think now?"
Wang Tian glanced at Zhang Qiang, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The world is dangerous, and this is not the first time I have encountered this. But you, do you understand what you are doing? Do you understand what you are dealing with?
Human? I understand you..."
Click!
Before Wang Tian finished speaking, his neck had been broken by Zhang Qiang. At this time, the two bald men had also woken up. They happened to see this scene and were so frightened that they crawled out on their hands and feet.
Zhang Qiang stood up calmly and walked over slowly. Click! Click! He broke the necks of two people one after another, then came to Tang Jun and kicked his chin back to its original position.
"Spare... spare my life... don't, don't kill me..." Zhang Qiang killed three people in a row. Tang Jun could see it clearly. He was so frightened that his crotch was all wet.
As soon as his chin was connected, he immediately started crying.
Shh!
Zhang Qiang made a silent gesture: "If you don't want to die now, shut your mouth." Tang Jun immediately stopped saying anything and looked at Zhang Qiang, his whole body shaking like chaff.
"I want to ask you something. Is my father, Zhang Jianming, unjustly accused?"
"I...I don't know..." Tang Jun shook his head.
Zhang Qiang said nothing and raised his foot to step on Tang Jun's other hand. "No, no... I really don't know... I'm just Zhang Chen's assistant..."
.How can I possibly know the core inside story of the group?”
"Does Zhang Chen know?"
"He...I don't know...he never mentioned this in front of me..."
Zhang Qiang nodded, "Okay, you call Zhang Chen and tell him to come over. Just say that the matter is done and ask him to see the photos."
"He, what if he refuses to come?"
"Whether he is willing to come or not depends on what you say." Zhang Qiang pointed to the corpses, "Of course, if you want to be like them, you can talk whatever you want and it doesn't matter if you call for help."
"No, no, I don't dare..." Tang Jun shook his head repeatedly.
Zhang Qiang released his foot that was holding Tang Jun's hand and said, "Hit."
