Han Shixiao drove the car and kept peeking at Zhang Ruoyu from the corner of his eye.
My heart is in turmoil.
Three hundred people, all of them disciples and grandsons of that master, were beaten down by Brother Zhang with only a belt.
This fighting power is simply explosive...
After tonight, Brother Zhang will definitely become famous in Binhai and become the most powerful player in the world.
Not to mention the cold-faced Yama Han Shixiao, even the underground king Tang Sihai should withdraw from the stage of history.
Snap.
Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and kept fiddling with his cell phone, as if he was chatting with someone on WeChat.
Dudu.
After a while, a call came in.
Zhang Ruoyu answered the call and Shen Ning said: "Yes, I reported it, and I shot the video on the spot. The address is on Nightclub Street. Two gangs were drinking and causing trouble, and a fight broke out. A young man named Han Shixiao fought one against three hundred.
I killed all those people. The reason? It seems that they were jealous, in order to compete for the right to present a little girl."
Han Shixiao, who was driving, trembled all over and looked at Brother Zhang in disbelief.
"Who am I? I'm a soy sauce guy. When they cleared the place, I hid behind the trash can. Isn't it convenient for me to be interviewed on TV? Of course it's not convenient. They look at me as a gangster. If I show my face, my life will be ruined.
What? Do a phone interview? That’s fine, but the informant fee will be doubled, and my voice needs to be technically processed, so I’ll use a mature and steady uncle’s voice.”
As soon as the phone was hung up, Zhang Ruoyu received a WeChat transfer of 50,000 yuan.
After watching Brother Zhang's series of operations, Han Shixiao's mood was not much better than that of that man.
"Brother Zhang, didn't you send the video of me holding a gun to the TV station?" Han Shixiao was heartbroken.
If that were the case, he would have to spend at least a few years in a hard labor camp.
"Am I stupid?" Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes. "You are going in, who will treat me to wine in the future?"
Han Shixiao exhaled a foul breath, that's fine.
As long as he doesn't show his gun, not only will he be fine, but he can also become famous in a battle on the coast!
But he couldn't understand why Brother Zhang wanted to give him such a limelight.
This is a big event that is famous all over the world!
He even decided to change the cold-faced Yama to the jade-faced Shura, which sounds more popular and lusty.
Coupled with a few videos taken by Brother Zhang, he will definitely become a coastal male god...
"Brother Xiao, don't forget each other if you want to be rich and noble." Zhang Ruoyu said seriously. "In the future, if there are female fans who have an appetite for me, please remember to push down WeChat. You know my aesthetics."
"It's necessary." Han Shixiao threw a cigarette into his mouth and said calmly.
After a pause, Han Shixiao couldn't hold it in anymore and asked: "Brother Zhang, are all the people from Beimang so fierce? Those are my three hundred disciples. You did it all by yourself. At that time, everyone looked stupid.
Already."
"What is this?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows. "Back in Beimang, when I was at my peak, I could kill five hundred pigs a day without even blinking."
Sighing, Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "Since marrying Xiaoxue, she has been tired of me every day, and her physical strength is obviously not as good as before."
Han Shixiao twitched the corner of his mouth and was noncommittal.
Arriving at Xingfuli, Zhang Ruoyu just got out of the car and saw several police cars coming towards him.
A dozen heavily armed law enforcement officers approached and said coldly: "Were you responsible for what happened on Nightclub Street?"
Bang!
Han Shixiao kicked the car door open, lit a cigarette skillfully, held it in his mouth, and then dug into his pockets with both hands: "I, Han Shixiao, did it all by myself. It has nothing to do with anyone else. I will go with you."
"According to intelligence, a group of your friends were present at the time?" a law enforcer asked with a frown.
"They were all theatergoers, and they were beaten because of my involvement." Han Shixiao exhaled thick smoke and said very coldly. "I, Han Shixiao, beat them all by myself, including that master."
"If you don't believe it, I have a video to prove it."
What the fuck——
This group of law enforcement officers was a little confused.
Even if it's just a fight, there's no need to be so crazy, right? Is this cold-faced Yama from Binhai so cruel? He takes everything for himself? You don't have to pay for beating someone? If you really want to be disabled, they can blackmail you to death!
And you took a video to leave evidence of yourself beating someone?
"Then please ask Mr. Han to come with us and cooperate with the investigation."
Han Shixiao looked arrogant and strode into the police car, fearing that Brother Zhang would steal his seat.
After watching his uncle being taken away, Zhang Ruoyu returned home quietly.
Brother Zhang is old and has no interest in this kind of fighting and killing for the limelight.
I came home a little tired. Except for a light in the living room, the master bedroom bathroom was dark.
Zhang Ruoyu pushed the door open and entered the master bedroom. Mr. Han seemed to have fallen asleep on the floor.
But when I touched the bed, it was warm.
This girl probably just got off the bed.
Through the moonlight, I glanced at Han Jiangxue, who was sleeping on his side. His long eyelashes were trembling slightly, his breathing was unsteady, and even his small cherry mouth hadn't closed yet.
Obviously pretending.
In the darkness, Zhang Ruoyu opened his thin lips slightly and said calmly: "If you don't come back from now on, you can sleep on the bed if you want. The temperature difference has been huge recently. If you keep moving around like this, you will infect me if you catch a cold."
