In the private room on the second floor of Dynasty Bar, Chen Wen had a cold look in his eyes and dialed a number with a sullen face. After the call was connected, Chen Wen's expression instantly changed 180 degrees, and he said with a flattering smile: "
Mr. Ge, good evening. Can you come out now?"
"Oh, I can't! The old man is determined to take care of me this time. Now every day is very miserable, and it's all because of that damn Zhou Yang."
Zhou Yang? Chen Wen frowned, his heart moved, and he asked with some uncertainty: "Master Ge, is the Zhou Yang you are talking about about 1.8 meters tall, an ancient warrior who is very capable of fighting, and is from Beijiang?"
"Yeah, it's him, you fucked him? It's this idiot who caused me to be imprisoned now. If I find him, I'll have to skin him and cramp him."
Chen Wen was overjoyed when he heard this. It seemed that this Zhou Yang was the Zhou Yang who had offended Ge Lang. They were really enemies. So he changed the subject and said with a hint of grievance: "Young Master Ge, this Zhou Yang is so abominable that he ran away.
If you go wild in Kyoto, I will be tricked by him."
"Huh? He came to Kyoto?"
Chen Wen nodded like a fool, "Yeah, Zhou Yang has come to Kyoto, and he is causing trouble at the Dynasty Bar."
"Hahahahaha," a burst of laughter broke out on the phone. Chen Wen listened patiently, with a cold light in his eyes mixed with pride, "Damn it, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you force your way through, hehe! Zhou Yang
Ah, Zhou Yang, you actually ran to Kyoto, you are asking for death."
After Ge Lang finished venting, Chen Wen whispered: "Master Ge, this Zhou Yang is not simple. He seems to be an ancient warrior. I saw with my own eyes that he can catch bullets with his own body."
"Humph! Isn't he just an ancient warrior? It seems that your boy and Zhou Yang also have conflicts. Don't be afraid. Since he has come to Kyoto, let him have access and no escape. I will avenge you."
Chen Wen said in a grateful tone: "Thank you so much, Mr. Ge, thank you so much, Mr. Ge!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Wen had a cruel smile on his face.
In the hall, Zhou Yang and Zhuge Qingfeng were waiting in boredom. Zhuge Qingfeng was no longer worried and just took it easy as he came. Besides, Zhou Yang, a big pervert, was here.
After a while, a man with a scar on his face came over. The scar on his head stretched from his forehead to his eyes to his lips. He looked ferocious, and his black suit could not hide his strong figure.
When he came, he first looked around, and when he saw Scar lying on the ground, he narrowed his glasses.
"Are you the owner of Dynasty Bar?" Zhou Yang squinted at the scarred face.
Scarface didn't know Zhou Yang's reality for a moment, but instead smiled and said: "This friend, you don't know what you want to see me for, I am the owner of Dynasty Bar, Sun Shang!"
"I want your life!" Zhou Yang said shockingly.
Sun Shang was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, he was not angry, but smiled and said: "Did this friend misunderstand something? I, Sun Shang, like to make friends with heroes from all walks of life. Seeing how talented my little brother is at such a young age,
Why don't we become friends and enjoy the supreme VIP service when you come to Dynasty to spend money in the future?"
Zhou Yang did not give Sun Shang face, but said: "You are not worthy of being my friend, and I don't care about your VIP service. I am here today to kill you."
As expected of someone who has seen big storms, Sun Shang has been living in the capital for nearly twenty years, and his endurance has already been extraordinary. He suppressed his anger and said with a smile: "Friend, I, Sun Shang, are you talking about this?"
Why don’t you understand me well? If I, Sun Shang, have offended you in any way, please tell me, it’s my fault, and I will definitely bear the thorn and apologize.”
It seems that the person who came here is not a good person, and Sun Shang is not a good person, otherwise he would not have raped a common woman ten years ago.
"Please forgive me? Use your head as a sacrifice to my brother!" Zhou Yang said coldly.
"Hey! Friend, it's better to dissolve enemies than to end them. I advise you to think twice. Now that I, Sun Shang, have already retreated behind the scenes, why don't we wipe out all the past grudges?" Sun Shang frowned. He has offended a lot over the years.
The person in front of him had a southern accent. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of who he had offended.
"Write it off in one stroke? Haha, since you are going to die, let me make you understand. Ten years ago, a few of you knocked out a college student and then raped his girlfriend in front of him. The girl finally couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide with hatred.
Don’t you remember?”
The scene from ten years ago gradually emerged in Sun Shang's mind, and he suddenly realized that judging from the attitude of the other party, he would not give up today. He licked his lips, and instead of being conciliatory, he said directly: "Hey, my friend, you should have told me earlier.
It can bring back my memory. It feels really good to think about that girl now, especially those two pairs of thighs, which are rare to see now.
"Fuck you!" Zhou Yang's eyes spit out fire, and the violent anger in his chest was instantly ignited.
A black pistol was pointed at Zhou Yang's head, and Sun Shang showed a cruel smile: "Hey, you are shameless, don't blame me for being ruthless today. Where was that kid back then? Think about his expression at that time.
It’s so cute.”
Sun Shang finally showed his ferocious side, and his vicious words made the surrounding Zhuge Qingfeng frown.
Zhou Yang became calm instead, with a cold look in his eyes: "I originally wanted to give you a pleasure, but it seems I don't need to."
"I'm the one who should say this, don't think you can talk big words just because you know the skills of a three-legged cat. Hehe, can you be better than a pistol in awesomeness?" Sun Shang looked disdainful, as if he was a fool.
Look at Zhou Yang.
"We'll see if we can try it."
Immediately afterwards, Sun Shang felt his eyes blurred, and his heart suddenly jumped. He was about to pull the trigger, but his palm was tightly held by an iron pliers, and he could not move even half an inch.
To his left, Zhou Yang looked at him with an indifferent look. Hum, Sun Shang reacted quickly. Seeing that he couldn't use the gun, he quickly took out the Swiss Army Knife from his pocket with his left hand and pointed it hard at Zhou Yang's temple.
Stab it hard, the speed is so fast, there is a sound of breaking through the air.
Before Zhuge Qingfeng shouted out his caution, Zhou Yang had already stretched out two fingers and clamped the Swiss Army Knife firmly, like an indifferent god of death.
Sun Shang's pupils shrank, looking in disbelief, and then he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He vomited out a mouthful of bitter water, and his saber and pistol fell to the ground. Zhou Yang took advantage of the victory and pursued Sun Shang with a left punch on the chest and abdomen.
Mixed with a burst of true energy, the moment it came into contact with Sun Shang's body, the true energy rushed wildly along Sun Shang's limbs. In an instant, all the pain nerves in Sun Shang's body were activated, and a wave of energy that could make even a demon tremble was activated.
The pain keeps surfacing.
Zhou Yang looked at Sun Shang who was rolling on the ground with an indifferent expression, while the beautiful lady who just welcomed him was looking at this young man in horror. It was so scary. He had now completely become the incarnation of the devil in her eyes.
"You, you, you can't kill me!" Sun Shang lay on the ground with unwillingness on his face as he struggled to squeeze out a few words.
Zhou Yang was unmoved. He took a step forward and stepped on Sun Shang's calf. There was a click and blood spattered, making the red carpet even more charming.
"Ahhhh!" The screams of pig-like screams echoed in the hall, and Sun Shang squeezed out tears in pain.
"You can't kill me. If you kill me, even if you leave Kyoto, my boss will not let you go!" Sun Shang shouted, trying to make a final death struggle.
"Boss? Don't worry, you will see each other in hell soon!" Zhou Yang said these words coldly and ruthlessly like the judgment of death.
Zhou Yang remained unmoved and trampled Sun Shang's other calf in half!
Sun Shang now had a million regrets in his heart, and despair suddenly appeared. Ge Lang could not suppress the person in front of him, and his last hope was shattered. At the moment when he was about to die, he suddenly thought of his childhood,
He used to be a good student and had a bright future. He didn't want to die. If he was given another chance, he would definitely be a good person.
"Don't kill me!" Sun Shang begged Zhou Yang with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Just when Zhou Yang was about to give Sun Shang a break, a sudden change occurred, and a black shadow struck Zhou Yang's calf so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Zhou Yang suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and instantly dodged aside and turned somersaults on the stall!
After flashing past, five gaps like knives appeared where Zhou Yang was standing. If you look closer, you will see that they are bottomless and terrifying.
After Zhou Yang flashed past, he began to search the entire hall with his consciousness, but it was empty and there was nothing.
Suppressing the tension in his heart, Zhou Yang shouted loudly: "Who is it?"
What answered him was not a sound, but five black shadows. This time, the speed of the shadows was faster, and the friction with the air produced a sonic boom. Before the sound arrived, the shadows arrived first.
The hair on Zhou Yang's body was counting down, and he felt a sense of crisis all over his body. His body seemed to be trapped by iron ropes, making it difficult to move. However, he still gathered all his energy and tried his best to dodge to the left.
Panting heavily, sweat streaked across Zhou Yang's forehead, and he barely dodged the attack. Seeing Zhuge Qingfeng coming, Zhou Yang made a gesture to stop the opponent. This time the enemy was so terrifying that Zhou Yang even
Don't even know the other party's location.
His heart continued to sink, and the black shadow attacked again. This time, although Zhou Yang dodged, blood splattered on his arm.
"Huh!"
Mixed with emotions of surprise, this sound suddenly appeared in the hall. Zhou Yang tried to find the source of the sound, but he felt that the sound came from all directions in the hall, and his head was buzzing for a while.
"Fuck you? Who are you? If you have the guts, come out and see me. Did your mother make you too ugly to see others?" Zhou Yang cursed loudly, releasing the tension in his heart.
snort!
The other party still did not appear. This time, four flying knives suddenly appeared out of thin air above Zhou Yang's head. A great sense of crisis came, and Zhou Yang felt a haze of death all over his body, lingering around his body. He was so depressed that he could not breathe smoothly.