Chapter 796: Sing the National Anthem in the Square
Chapter 796: Singing the National Anthem in the Square
Zhang Yang started to work as a boss in hún society at the age of sixteen. He started working as a hún son with the lowest status, and it has been more than ten years now. He is smart and ruthless in doing things, which is why he has gained the fame and fame he has today.
Wealth, nearly 500 horses under his command, and about 30 large and small casinos, not including the most profitable underground casino, being able to have such a good time on the capital road is considered a glory.~~
Hún fighting on the capital road has become something that can almost be omitted, and economic benefits are placed in the second place. If you want to hún well, you must put relationships first. Zhang Yang is a genius at relationship making.
Regardless of the storm of crackdowns and rectifications in the past ten years, he has not been involved in it. Instead, he has made more profits through it. Life has gone smoothly, and the relationship has become stronger. I am the best in the world. There is no one more arrogant than him.
What's more, judging by his accent, this guy is not from the capital.
Each of the five boys held a two-foot-long round-headed glue stick in their hands. Their fingers pressed a button on the end of the stick and pushed it up. There was only a soft crackling sound, and bits of broken blue light emitted from the top of the glue stick.
It turned out to be a special stun baton. It is still rare these days to have stun batons in all fights.
Xu Qing was surrounded by five húnhún holding electric shock batons in the center. The flashing electric fire on the top of the stick was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. He couldn't help but frown and thought to himself, the húnhún in the capital are really special. They don't use long spears and short sprays to fight.
Blade, I wonder if the body-protecting Gangqi protects against electric shock?
In fact, this guy forgot one thing. The suit he was wearing was a special combat suit that could protect against electric shock. This kind of electric baton would not even numb an anus after being applied to it for a long time.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to lift the hem of his clothes, and there was an electric baton with a curved handle in his hand. It was also a telescopic metal rod. When he pushed the button, he heard a crisp sound, and the blue electric seedlings spit out half an inch long, with empty fingers.
Green chest.
"Boy, if you are sensible, kneel down and sing the national anthem, otherwise you will suffer the consequences of this million-volt electric baton." Zhang Yang raised the corner of his mouth, with a hint of pride, as if he could see this boy kneeling on the ground singing the national anthem right away.
appearance.
The capital has very strict control over knives. Even buying kitchen knives requires real names. There is a security company under Zhang Yang's name, and he used this to openly purchase a large number of electric batons. Facts have proved that these things are much more practical than any other razor blades.
In these days, hún people on the road must also know how to keep pace with the times. Those who violently beat and charge will only get a prison sentence. Fighting with electric batons in the name of a security company fully utilizes the advantages of low risk and high efficiency.
Xu Qing squinted at the flashing blue light on the top of the electric baton, stretched out his right index finger and hooked it at Zhang Yang and said: "Young ink stain, you still can't tell who will sing the national anthem, do it!"
Zhang Yang felt angry when he saw that this boy refused to take any advantage. He tilted the electric baton in his hand and shouted coldly: "Brothers, please burn this girl!"
The five cavalry boys reached out to the electric baton in their hands in a tacit understanding, and stabbed it at Xu Qing's shoulder with hands and feet. The electric baton cannot be pointed at the head or face, otherwise it will not be good to kill someone.
Already.
Xu Qing frowned. In his eyes, the movements of these guys were as if they were imitating their daughter-in-law's embroidery, for fear of pricking the good fabric.
Five electric batons with flashing blue light converged on Xu Qing's body, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night. He unhurriedly jumped up and pulled it up. With a casual kick, he was more than five feet off the ground. The gravity of the earth was at this moment.
It became a paradox. The húnhún holding electric batons poked the air together. When they raised their heads, they saw two shoe soles covered with yellow mud, their pupils dilated sharply.
Bang bang bang - five consecutive kicks in the air, each kick was strong and the soles of the shoes were touching the face, but Xu Qing restrained his inner strength, the strength was somewhere between being able to make people unable to stand up but not breaking the muscles and bones.
Oops! Mother... Five different screams of pain sounded indiscriminately. The electric baton with flashing blue light flew away from his hand. Xu Qing took one and pointed it at the tip of Zhang Yang's nose.
"Brother Zhang Yang, do you want to have a taste of this electric baton?" Xu Qing's voice was full of joking. There was really no challenge in teaching such a húnhún, but this guy named Zhang Yang was too crazy, so he just took it as a joke.
Before I left, I did a sanitation job for the capital and swept away some social dregs.
Zhang Yang did blink a moment just now. When he came to his senses, several of his most capable men had become gourds on the ground. They were hiding their faces and howling. After spending so long in the capital, he immediately understood what he was going to do tonight.
If there is a real tough situation, it is you who will suffer the consequences if you persist.
"This little brother, today Zhang Yang has no eyes to see. He admits his defeat. He will do whatever he wants to fix Zhang Yang, but please let me brothers go!" Zhang Yang simply held the electric baton in his hand.
He dropped it to the ground and gave it a semblance of a hand gesture, his eyes flashing behind his brown lenses.
This húnhún leader with countless contacts was in adversity but did not panic. He quickly observed the situation around him and found that the young master opposite him had great kung fu, but his strikes were very measured. At least none of his men lying on the ground moved.
If you can't, you can still roll on the ground, so take a gamble on the kindness of the other party.
Xu Qing frowned when he heard this, and subconsciously retracted the electric baton in his hand by two points. This move made Zhang Yang secretly happy. He was able to hún to his current status with one of his most proud unique skills.
, best at observing words and emotions.
"This little brother, Zhang Yang is the one who is not smart. As long as you are willing to let go of my brothers and let them be beaten and punished, Zhang will never frown." This guy is also very good at striking while the iron is hot.
There was a bit of a quack in his words, and he thought that even a master of kung fu like this would fall for this trick, and since he couldn't escape, he would try to act like a tough guy.
Xu Qing stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose and said: "It's funny, you pretend to be like that. Didn't you just ask me to sing the national anthem?" What he saw through the brown lenses with his clairvoyant eyes was a pair of flickering eyes.
eyes, so I concluded that this guy was pretending.
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat and he whispered: "Then do you mean to ask me to kneel down and sing the national anthem?"
At this moment, there was a roar of a car engine in the distance, two bright car headlights illuminated the entire road, and a silver-gray Aston Martin ONE77 drove over at lightning speed. This was a very close car.
A $50 million super luxury car parked next to a Hummer and immediately became a comparison between the ugly duckling and the white swan.
The door opened, and Ren Bing and Shen Xing walked out together. When they saw the situation here, they immediately quickened their pace. When they got closer, they saw that it was Xiao Xu who was pointing an electric baton at the person's head.
Ren Bing was holding a large plastic bag in his hand, stepped forward and stuffed it directly into Xu Qing's arms, and said with a smile: "Qingzi, which song are you singing now?"
Xu Qing smiled evilly and said: "National anthem, someone will go to the square to sing the national anthem tomorrow!"