Chapter 39 The King Borrowing Money

At this time, the Ma Kai Bridge was like a god descending to the earth, emitting a faint halo, pulling out a touch of light and shadow on the street.

In Zhong Hao's eyes, this blow is enough to bombard a car. As long as it hits Zhang Jianyang's body, it must be smashed to pieces and explode in the air, and there will be no bones. Star warriors have appeared for hundreds of years. Even ordinary people have some understanding of the horror of star warriors. Star power will cause damage in the human body and produce a genetic explosion effect. As long as it is bombarded and unable to suppress the star force pours into the body, it can only be blown up without a bone.

The earliest form of star power is actually radiation, a terrible radiation that can change human genes, and star power is mutated by radiation, and its destructive power is more powerful.

The strength of Zhang Jianyang's two-star warrior is impossible to take the full blow of Ma Kaiqiao as a three-star warrior, but Zhang Jianyang stood on the street calmly without resistance, but staring at the Ma Kai Bridge with a smile. This move made the people who had been watching all think that Zhang Jianyang gave up. After all, Ma Kaiqiao's strike power was so fast that it was impossible to avoid it.

Just as Ma Kai Bridge was about to bombard Zhang Jianyang, Zhang Jianyang's hand quickly reached into his waist, and then held a large black pistol in his hand and pointed to the Ma Kai Bridge that broke through.

In an instant, the face of the bald Ma Kaiqiao twisted, and he suddenly gritted his teeth. The power of the bombardment was taken back abruptly.

The crazily running legs broke the street surface, nailed himself to the street surface fiercely, and looked at the dark muzzle of the large-caliber pistol without blinking.

Ma Kaiqiao will not doubt that as long as he really punches this punch, the bullet of this gun will not hesitate to smash his head at a faster speed than a punch, and there will be nothing left. The name of the game, the prestige of the black widow, is unknown to everyone. The 12.7mm caliber will make anyone feel desperate.

Now it is not the time to figure out how this officially controlled military gun fell into the hands of Zhang Jianyang, but whether Zhang Jianyang will really shoot.

At the next moment when Ma Kaiqiao was threatened, Ma Kaiqiao's men all pulled out their guns and pointed at Zhang Jianyang.

Zhang Jianyang spit out the cigarette butt, took a deep breath, and held the black widow's hand without shaking. He said, "Brother bald, you should recognize it. Don't challenge my nerves and let your men take back the gun for me." He smiled faintly and said, "Pay attention to the impact. This is the street, and there are people watching around."

Ma Kaiqiao almost scolded Zhang Jianyang for being shameless. Isn't he holding a gun in his hand, and he is not afraid of being seen by others? But now the situation is not as good as others. Ma Kaiqiao can only let his men put away the gun and stare at Zhang Jianyang: "You should understand the consequences of pointing a gun at me."

"Consequences?" Zhang Jianyang smiled, "Do you still know the consequences?"

Zhang Jianyang casually held the plate machine to the luxury car of Ma Kai Bridge, and a huge roar sounded. A fire tongue spewed out of the black widow's muzzle, and bullets roared out and hit the car's engine. The kinetic energy reaches 5,500 joules, not to mention cars, even armored vehicles can penetrate. Terrible kinetic energy pushes the warhead to blow up the engine.

With the loud bang, the whole car was lifted up and then turned into a blazing fire.

The tough men in black who had just stood were all subconsciously lying down.

The huge recoil, Zhang Jianyang, with nearly 50 manpower, can only be held dangerously. The hot numbness comes from the tiger's mouth. If it is an ordinary person, the strong recoil can shatter the whole arm.

The power of the Black Widow makes everyone shocked. I can't imagine what the consequences would be if they were hit by this kind of gun.

Ma Kaiqiao finally felt a little scared at this moment. Usually, he is not afraid of death, but it doesn't mean that he is really not afraid. Cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, making his face a little pale. At the moment of shooting, Ma Kaiqiao obviously felt that the momentum of Zhang Jianyang had changed, like a peerless god of murder standing in front of him. The murderous atmosphere he exuded made Ma Kaiqiao's bones chill.

Ma Kaiqiao also fought. There are not a hundred or dozens of people who died in his hands, but his momentum is worthless in front of Zhang Jianyang.

Affected by this violent explosion, there was naturally a scratch on the street. Many people hid back home and did not dare to look here at all for fear of being implicated.

Zhang Jianyang, who made such a big noise, was not nervous or afraid. His eyes were as plain as water. He put away the gun, naturally walked back to the pickup truck, and started the upper gear to leave, leaving only Ma Kaiqiao and others in a daze. With the shot just now, Zhang Jianyang believes that if he is a smart person, he will know what to do next.

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The movement outside the street has little impact on the alleys, and no one even cares about this.

Parked the car outside their own yard, and the body was full of bullet holes. Naturally, they were instructed by the neighbors in the alley. They were all surprised by the boy of the Zhang family and caused something.

When he pushed the door in, Zhang Jianyang heard a sound inside.

Under the grape rack in the yard, there were several small dishes on a table, and a bottle of white wine was drunk in half. Zhang's father sat with an older man, clinking a glass and nagging from time to time. This person is not someone else. The old neighbor in the alley, Wang Guoming, usually calls him Lao Wang. Counting it up, Wang Wenwei, the son of Wang Guoming, is still Zhang Jianyang's playmate since he was a child.

Seeing Zhang Jianyang coming back, Lao Wang put down his cup and stood up and said, "It's Jianyang who is back!"

Zhang Jianyang walked over, handed a cigarette to Wang Guoming and his father, and said, "Abo Wang, smoke."

Zhang's father took the cigarette and lit it, pointed to the empty seat next to it and said, "Sit down, sit down and say."

To be honest, Zhang's father's face is naturally shining. His son is now promising and earns his salary for several years in a few days. This ability is definitely the first in the old residential area. What's more, at noon today, when Xu Chaoyang came back from work, he came to say that his son had been transferred to another department because of his excellent work, and his salary was at least 8,000 or 9,000 yuan.

This matter spread all over the alley all afternoon. Now who doesn't know that the Zhang family is promising?

Eight or nine thousand yuan is amazing in the eyes of the people in the alley. How many people are still holding a salary of seven or eight hundred and eight months. What's more, I heard from Xu Chaoyang that it is not difficult to be promoted to a middle-sized resident as long as you work for a year and perform better in the Ministry of Transportation.

Middle residents, how many people in the alley have been fighting for this all their lives.

Zhang Jianyang sat down, and Zhang's father put a cup for him to help Zhang Jianyang fill it up. This move made Zhang Jianyang a little frightened. In memory, his father had never poured wine for himself. He felt a little sore in his nose and said, "Dad..."

Zhang's father laughed and said, "Drink it. You will be an adult in the future. Seeing you now, Dad will be relieved."

Zhang Jianyang's drinking capacity is horrible, but in front of his father, he just drank this cup and did not pour it again. Instead, he looked at Wang Guoming and said, "How's Uncle Wang, how is Wen Wei?"

Seeing Zhang Jianyang mention this, Wang Guoming drank all the wine in the glass sullenly.

Wang Guoming's son was not having a good time. When Wang Wenwei was only a few years old, his wife died. A big man worked hard to bring up his child. He thought he could share some, but who knew that Wang Wenwei was not the material for reading and working, and he had always been fooling around. In the past two years, Wang Guoming's small chamber of commerce has finally been merged, and he has lost his job. For the past two years, he has relied on temporary workers to maintain his family's expenses.

Just two months ago, Wang Wenwei caused trouble outside, had someone stabbed a few times, and almost lost his life.

Wang Guoming sold almost everything that could be sold to save Wang Wenwei's surname. However, in this way, in order to take care of Wang Wenwei, Wang Guoming even lost his job as a temporary worker, and the whole family has reached the point of rice. More importantly, Wang Wenwei lost too much blood at that time and needed to supplement nutrition.

If you don't have money, how can you make up for it?

Wang Guoming knows the people in the alley best. Every family has their own difficulties, and the hope of borrowing money is very slim. The only hopeful thing may be the old Zhang's family. Recently, the rumors about his boy in the alley have reached everyone's ears. Wang Guoming finally gritted his teeth. He was thinking that if he couldn't borrow the money, he would lose it at home.

After hearing his father's explanation, Zhang Jianyang knew the situation of Wang Guoming.

"How's it going? Is there any difficulty in Jianyang?" Wang Guoming looked forward to Zhang Jianyang, but he put all his hopes on Zhang Jianyang.

Wang Wenwei was his playmate since he was a child. When Zhang Jianyang fled, Wang Wenwei righteously gave him only a few thousand yuan. Now that Wang Wenwei is injured, Zhang Jianyang can't stand by. He said, " Uncle Wang, don't worry, Wen Wei's matter is about me, Zhang Jianyang."

(Hehe, unconsciously, it has been 100,000 words. Thank you for your support! Again, I remember every friend who pays attention to this book. May you be happy every day.)