At this time, more than 20 people looked at Zhang Dongyang who was slowly walking towards them, and felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts. Especially Zhang Dongyang's sharp eyes stung their eyes.
This look is so terrifying! Like a murderous god!
That kid is so powerful, but what about this guy?
A group of people did not dare to move, especially when they looked at the military thorn that Zhang Dongyang held in his hand, they were even more cautious.
The boss told them when they came here that they must not make mistakes. Although the boss told them that the people here are difficult to deal with, after seeing the photos, they are just a high school student and a rustic dad.
More than twenty people are already careful enough.
However, now it seems that they are looking down on these two people.
Moreover, in order to avoid murder, they only brought sling sticks.
Damn, if I had known better, I should have brought some knives.
A group of people regretted it again and again, but Scarface couldn't stay still.
"Damn it, go ahead, they're a bunch of losers, kill them. If something happens, I'll take care of it." Scarface's sunken nose made Scarface go crazy.
Hearing this, the others cautiously surrounded Zhang Dongyang.
Zhang Fan wasn't worried at all. Ever since he saw his father's incredible combat prowess, he became even more curious about his father. Is it really as simple as his father just being a soldier?
"Suffer death."
A group of people shouted loudly, raised their swing sticks, and rushed towards Zhang Dongyang.
Zhang Fan bent over, grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the stone table, stuffed them into his mouth, and watched his father's every move.
Zhang Dongyang stopped. The military thorn in his right hand was spinning in his hand and flying at his fingertips. His eyes narrowed slightly. The next moment, he was slightly possessed and kicked his feet fiercely. He was like a flying arrow.
Shuttle out.
"So fast!"
Zhang Fan's eyes widened. His father's speed was simply explosive.
Zhang Dongyang arrived in front of a person in an instant, raised the military thorn in his hand, then quickly turned around and cut the person's neck with his palm.
Suddenly, one person screamed and another person fell to the ground and fainted.
Zhang Dongyang strode straight forward, came to the other person's side, made a fist with his left hand, and hit the other person's chest directly.
"Kacha!"
The sound of bone cracking suddenly sounded.
Lifting his legs and kicking his feet, one person's knee was directly kicked to pieces.
Zhang Fan was stunned. Looking at his father who was so brave, he simply didn't know how to express it in words. There were only two words in his heart at this time, how embarrassing!
"Don't hold back, damn, beat me to death."
Scarface sat on the ground covering his nose, looking at the people who were coming one after another, with hatred shining in his eyes.
But soon, his eyes suddenly opened wide.
The people who surged up retreated one after another, their bodies trembling a little. Moreover, there were only seven people standing in the crowd that was originally crowded.
Others were lying on the ground, some covering their chests and howling in pain, some covering their arms and legs and moaning miserably, and some lying on the ground motionless.
There was no expression on Zhang Dongyang's face. His body was like an afterimage, running towards the seven people who were constantly retreating.
When the seven people saw this, they immediately dropped the sticks in their hands and ran away.
However, Scarface was sitting behind them.
Immediately, the seven people bumped into Scarface and fell to the ground. After a moment, they got up in panic and ran towards the door regardless of who was under them.
Countless hands and feet trampled on Scar's face, and there were footprints all over his body.
But at this time, he didn't care about causing trouble for these people. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he followed these people and ran towards the door.
However, when they ran to the door, they stopped suddenly.
Zhang Dongyang didn't know when he was already standing at the door. The thorn in his hand was dripping with blood. At this time, he was like a killing god. The strong murderous aura flowing from his body directly defeated the Scarface group.
Mental defense.
"Don't kill me."
Scarface kept retreating, regardless of the fact that his collapsed nose was bleeding crazily. His expression was extremely frightened.
Zhang Dongyang did not speak, but slowly approached several people.
Walking up to a person, the military thorn in his hand stabbed directly into the person's thigh.
"Plop!"
Scarface looked at the seven people who were slowly falling, his legs softened, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
Scarface has never been so scared, even if a knife fell on his face, he was never afraid.
But this time was different. Zhang Dongyang, who was silent, seemed to be about to end his life at any time. At this moment, he felt the threat of death. It was as if the man in front of him had really killed countless people.
Zhang Fan was startled when he saw the vigorous and resolute father. He immediately ran over, walked up to his father and said, "Are these people alive?"
Zhang Dongyang's stiff face suddenly changed, as if he had instantly changed from a murderous god to an honest farmer.
"It's okay, just bleed and break a few bones." Zhang Dongyang said, bending down and rubbing the thorn in his hand against one person.
The man on the ground opened his mouth wide and his whole body was trembling, as if the military thorn was piercing into his body.
Zhang Fan was relieved when he received his father's answer. The military thorns that his father kept waving in his hand just now really scared him.
If one person is killed, it will become a big deal.
Zhang Fan turned around, smiled lowly, then kicked Scarface in the chest, trampled him to the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Now you can tell who sent you here."
Scarface had long lost his previous arrogance and said quickly: "Our boss sent me here."
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and kicked Scarface: "Why didn't you say that the people from Earth sent you here?"
Numb, boss, who knows who your boss is?
Scarface groaned in pain and said quickly: "The owner of Starlight Hotel, Long Xiao."
Zhang Fan nodded. Although he roughly knew who it was, he felt at ease after asking clearly.
Zhang Fan chuckled and looked at the frightened scarred face, preparing to scare him. So, he turned his head and blinked fiercely at his father: "Dad, how about we bury these people?
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Zhang Dongyang immediately understood Zhang Fan's thoughts, then turned around, took out a shovel from the kitchen, threw it directly next to Scarface and said: "Buried in the back mountain?"
"Okay, wherever there are dense woods, no one will know if he is buried for seven or eight years." Zhang Fan smiled evilly, leaned down, picked up the shovel, and looked like he was about to bury someone.
Scarface was so frightened that he twitched all over, and immediately cried and said: "Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will never trouble you again, please let us go."
"Didi!"
At this moment, the cell phone in Scarface's pocket rang.
Scarface quickly took out the phone, saw that it was Long Xiao's call, and immediately shouted: "Boss, help me."