Yang Hao threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it gently, raised his head and smiled softly: "Yang Hao."
Yang Hao's current identity can be found out by anyone who is interested, so Yang Hao did not hide his name.
Tie Lang thought for a while, but he didn't expect that there was any famous person named Yang Hao in Zhonghai. Listening to Yang Hao's accent, Tie Lang frowned and asked, "Brother, aren't you a native of Zhonghai?"
Yang Hao knew that the other party was probing him, so he smiled and said: "Tie Lang, you don't have to probe me. I can tell you that I am just an ordinary security guard. You don't have anything to worry about."
security guard?
Yang Hao said it naturally, but Tie Lang couldn't believe it. It's not that he didn't believe that Yang Hao was not a security guard, but that even if Yang Hao was a security guard, he definitely had other awesome qualities. Otherwise, facing the Three Tiger Gang,
, can you still be so calm?
Tie Lang glanced at the injured men and snorted coldly: "I heard that you injured my men and Tan Bing, and then you asked them to pay five million to redeem themselves. I have seen bold
Yes, but I have never seen you so bold!"
Yang Hao smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, you are wrong. It was five million just now, and now it is ten million."
Tie Lang's face turned cold: "It seems that brothers are very confident. Even the Three Tiger Gang doesn't take notice of it?"
Yang Hao shook his head and said calmly: "It's not that you can't see it, I have been chopped on the head. At this time, do you ask me to stretch out my hands and feet for you to chop, and then pretend that nothing happened after the chop?"
occur?"
Tie Lang choked slightly. What Yang Hao said is indeed true. No matter how awesome your Three Tiger Gang is, you can't let people stretch out their hands to chop you. After the chop, just pretend it didn't happen, right?
"Brother, since you are unwilling to tell me your background, you must be very confident in your skills... Train, play with him and see how confident he is." Tie Lang stretched out his hand and waved it behind him.
, a man with a strong build, tight muscles, and a cold face walked out.
Yang Hao frowned slightly. From this man, Yang Hao clearly felt a strong murderous intent. This kind of murderous intent can only be possessed by those who have seen blood, or even people with human lives in their hands. The man's eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.
A kind of disregard for life.
Tie Lang smiled slightly and said with a bit of pride: "Train is a black market boxer in the underground black market of Iron Blood Manor. His record is eighteen fights and eighteen wins. Twelve of his opponents were killed, five of his opponents were disabled, and one was seriously injured. Brother
, if you have any background, I advise you to tell it as soon as possible, otherwise, once you take action, it may be difficult to stop..."
Black market boxer?
Yang Hao suddenly realized, no wonder this guy has such a strong smell of blood and has so many lives in his hands. There are only two endings for these black market boxers on the stage, defeating the opponent or being defeated by the opponent. The scenes are usually very bloody, and only bloody.
Only the fighting will attract a large number of thrill-seeking rich people to participate, and even gamble with big bets.
The Iron Blood Manor mentioned by Tie Lang, Yang Hao heard from Wei Yunzhu, is a very famous black market boxing ring in Zhonghai. Its background is very impressive. It is said that it has a military background, and all the boxers involved in black boxing here are...
Everyone participates voluntarily, and they will sign a document similar to a certificate of life and death before participating. Therefore, although people often die in Iron Blood Manor, it has always existed.
In response to Tie Lang's words, Yang Hao just smiled faintly and did not answer. Since he and the Three Tigers Gang were on board today, a fight would be inevitable, so there was no need to waste words.
Does Yang Hao have a background?
Of course Yang Hao has a background, but he doesn't want to reveal his identity in this kind of matter. Even Wei Yunzhu doesn't want to be involved in it. He is capable enough to handle this matter.
The pace of the train suddenly accelerated, and his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent. He stretched out his hands, but it was not a punch, but the palms were downward, and the fingers were slightly bent, which was clearly a grabbing movement.
Yang Hao was slightly surprised. How could this move look like that of a wrestler?
The train approached Yang Hao, and he reached out and clasped Yang Hao's shoulder. Seeing that Yang Hao did not resist and let his hand fall, his eyes could not help but show a bit of coldness.
He is a black market boxer, but he is very good at grappling and wrestling. Usually, as long as his opponent gets close to him, he will always be defeated.
Train's hand fell on Yang Hao's shoulder, and his fingers suddenly became like hooks, and he clasped toward Yang Hao's shoulder. He was about to lock Yang Hao's shoulder, and then made a beautiful grab, but just before his fingers
When he buckled, he suddenly felt that the muscles on Yang Hao's shoulders tightened and became as hard as steel. His fingers seemed to be grasping a piece of fine steel, and the opponent did not move at all.
Train's expression changed, and he hit Yang Hao's chest with his shoulder. Black market boxers are fighting for life and death, and every part of the body can be used as a weapon for attack. As long as this collision is real, if it is an ordinary
Human, the sternum will definitely be broken into pieces.
At this moment, Yang Hao suddenly moved.
He stretched out his hands, and his right palm fell like a ghost on the shoulder where the train had hit him. With a push, the force of the train's collision was eliminated, and then with a buckle, he immediately locked the train's left shoulder.
Train only felt that his left shoulder was instantly burning and painful. A sharp pain made his body suddenly go limp. In just a moment, Yang Hao's left hand had already grabbed the clothes on his chest, and suddenly he
Throw.
The train only felt that the object in front of him was spinning, and then his body hit the concrete floor heavily. The cement floor actually cracked and opened a few small cracks. This shows how powerful Yang Hao's fall was!
The back of the train was completely numb, but the internal organs seemed to be completely reversed. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth.
Train's cold eyes were filled with fear for the first time. The opponent actually used his best method to take him down, cleanly and with only one move!
Yang Hao didn't even look at the train on the ground, his eyes stayed on Tie Lang opposite him, he raised his right foot casually, and then stepped down suddenly.
"Click"
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, accompanied by a thunderous roar from the train, and everyone in the underground garage couldn't help but take a breath of air.
The train is broken.
Yang Hao's kick forcefully broke the train's calf bone, and judging from the posture, the break was probably very complete. I'm afraid the train's leg cannot be saved. Even if it is reattached, I'm afraid it will be a cripple.
…
Tie Lang's eyebrows jumped, and he was horrified. He didn't expect that the train would lose so quickly. This person was so powerful. No wonder he dared to wait here alone, waiting for him and others to arrive. If Yang Hao's skills made Tie Lang feel
Shocked, the faint look on Yang Hao's face made Tie Lang feel sincere fear.
Being able to crush a person's right leg without changing his expression is not something ordinary people can do. In Yang Hao's eyes, crushing a train's right leg seems to be no different from crushing an ant to death.
Tan Bing opened his eyes wide and looked at this scene with great horror. His liver and gallbladder were splitting. He had already begun to regret it. His intuition told him that I am afraid that Iron Wolf will not be able to resolve this matter today. This man named Yang Hao is too powerful.
Stronger.
Yang Hao's eyes fell on the group of people behind Tie Lang and smiled slightly: "You seem to have brought a lot of people?"
Tie Lang gritted his teeth and asked gloomily: "Do you think that because you are good at fighting, you can ignore everything?"
Yang Hao smiled: "What else? If I couldn't fight, I would definitely be the one screaming on the ground now..."
Tie Lang's hand suddenly moved from behind his waist, and a jet-black pistol appeared in his hand. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Yang Hao. Tie Lang said fiercely: "It doesn't matter if you can fight, this society is not
As long as you can shoot, how fast can you be, how fast can you beat the bullets?"
Yang Hao frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly became as cold as a knife. The other party really took action. It seemed that he made the right decision to let Yan Beibei and the other three women get to the car first.
Yang Hao stared at Tie Lang's hand tightly, but a strange smile appeared on his face: "Gun? It's really good. In the eyes of ordinary people, if I have a gun in my hand, I have it in the world. It's just that
Do you dare to shoot?"
Tie Lang looked at Yang Hao who was still chatting and laughing. He didn't seem to be nervous at all. The fear he had in his heart was magnified by two points. A guy who could still talk and laugh calmly in the face of a gun, if he didn't have a super strong
Ability means having a strong background...
Although Tie Lang was holding the gun, his heart was beating like a drum. He stared at Yang Hao: "Stop being so glib. Believe it or not, I will shoot you in the head. Kneel down!"
Yang Hao's face turned cold: "It's easy to pull out a gun, but have you thought about how to take it back?"
Tie Lang had a stern look on his face, but he felt sweat oozing out from the palm of his hand holding the pistol. He didn't understand why the other party could be so calm when facing the muzzle of the gun. No matter what your background is, aren't you afraid of death?
Tie Lang gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "I don't care where you are from, kneel down now, I will count to three, and I will shoot!"
"one!"
Everyone's eyes fell on Tie Lang and Yang Hao. Tan Bing's eyes widened and he was extremely excited. This is a gun. No matter how awesome you are, can you be better than a gun?
In the car not far away, Yan Beibei and others had their hearts in their throats. Du Shasha said in a low voice: "Uncle, will everything be okay? How about we get down?"
Yan Beibei replied calmly: "Uncle said he has a way to deal with it. We are going down to cause trouble for him. Let's wait first."
The muscles in Yang Hao's body tightened slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He looked like a black panther waiting for an opportunity.
"two!"
Iron Wolf's voice sounded again, and everyone's hearts became more and more excited.
Yang Hao still didn't speak, he just stared at Tie Lang with all his concentration.
Tie Lang suddenly felt a little thirsty. It was not that he had never killed anyone before, nor had he ever used a gun, but this was the first time that he had a pistol in his hand and had absolute initiative but was still afraid in his heart. He also
He didn't know what he was afraid of, but Yang Hao across from him felt like a tiger that was about to explode and hurt someone.
He suddenly regretted it.
In order to force Yang Hao, he made three promises, but now he has forced himself into a dead end.
With so many guys around, when I count to three, if I don't shoot, my reputation will be ruined, but what if I shoot?