Chapter 110 Relationship

To be honest, Wang Wenwei is a little afraid of things like going to the other party's territory to look for trouble.

Although he is now a star warrior, there are a lot of guns circulating in Shacheng, and there is definitely no shortage of people like Zhong. The strength of a star warrior is 20 manpower, but it can't withstand a single bullet.

But what surprised Wang Wenwei was that Zhong Hao, who also had a face, saw Brother Jianyang, he was like seeing a cat and a mouse, completely like a little brother. Of course, Wang Wenwei didn't know what Zhong Hao had suffered on Zhang Jianyang. He invited Lin Cheng, a star warrior, and was knocked down by Zhang Jianyang. Finally, the new big brother Ma Kaiqiao, a three-star warrior, appeared, and he returned with hatred.

This kind of evil star, even if he gives Zhong Hao some courage, he dares not spread Zhang Jianyang again.

"Big...Big Brother..." Zhong Hao invited Zhang Jianyang to the sofa, but he didn't dare to sit down. While carrying tea, he handed him a cigarette.

This scene made Wang Wenwei's eyes almost fall off.

Zhang Jianyang said indifferently, "I came to you today to know the whereabouts of Huang Yunmei."

"Huang Yunmei?" Zhong Hao couldn't remember for a moment. He said inexplicably, "Brother, I don't know Huang Yunmei."

"Think about it, the woman you used to taste debts in the alley of the old residential area because she can't afford usury."

Zhong Hao felt a cold sweat on his back in an instant. Of course, he knew what he had done. At that time, the woman took a lot of effort to finally wear a uniform and then sent it to the Arc de Triomphe nightclub. It is impossible for such a fierce horse to let her pick up guests by normal means. Zhong Hao clearly knew that Ma Yongqing of the Arc de Triomphe called seven or eight men at that time to vent his wild desire on this woman.

Then there is no need to say more, no matter how fierce a woman is, she can only accept her fate.

According to Zhang Jianyang coming to find this woman, Zhong Hao didn't feel anything, but as long as he thought of this matter, he handled it, and a sense of fear came to his heart.

Zhong Hao's face turned pale in an instant. He shivered, "Remember... I remember, she, she is working at the Arc de Triomphe."

Zhang Jianyang stood up and said, "Very good. You know, she and I have played since I was a child. We should have a bright future, but it's all ruined by you."

Zhong Hao knelt down and said, "Big...Brother, I already know I'm wrong. Just let me go."

Game Black Widow appeared in Zhang Jianyang's hand and gently stroked the gun body. Zhang Jianyang said, "I think you should know this gun. I don't know what kind of consequences it will be if it hits people." Inadvertently, the momentum on Zhang Jianyang's body changed. A person who was just plain suddenly became murderous and murderous, like substance, made Zhong Hao find it difficult to breathe.

Looking at the game that appeared, Zhong Hao found that he was so close to death.

Zhang Jianyang said, "I can give you a choice. There is a pistol in your drawer. Use it, at least you can leave a whole body."

Zhong Hao seemed to have no soul. He stumbled into his desk and took out a black pistol from the drawer. His face was pale, and he stared at the pistol in his hand.

Wang Wenwei was surprised by Zhang Jianyang's decisive killing. In his impression, there was nothing wrong with Zhang Jianyang's previous fight, but it was just a fight. When it comes to killing, there has never been. But now, deciding a person's fate makes Zhang Jianyang seem to have killed an ant, which is insignificant.

Suddenly, Zhong Hao, who couldn't stand the pressure, his eyes became ferocious. He suddenly raised his pistol and roared, "I'll take you to hell first."

The gunshots sounded, and a mass of blood splashed in the office.

.................. In the bar where the DJ was playing, no one noticed the gunshot on the sixth floor.

Zhang Jianyang took Wang Wenwei out of the emperor's bar, got on the pickup truck, and roared away.

Wang Wenwei had not woken up from Zhang Jianyang's shooting Zhong Hao's head into debris. At that moment, it was indeed Zhong Hao's first shot, or both of them fired at the same time. However, Zhang Jianyang was fine, but Zhong Hao was hit in the head and turned into a blood mist. The bullet even penetrated his head and pierced a fist-sized hole in the wall of the office. The bullet flew to.

The kinetic energy of 5,500 joules made Zhong Hao a headless corpse.

The pickup truck drove fast on the street, constantly leaving houses behind the car.

Zhang Jianyang smoked a cigarette and killed Zhong Hao, which had no impact on him. He took a cigarette and said, "Do you know why I killed him?"

Wang Wenwei shook his head and saw Zhong Hao's fear of Zhang Jianyang. He was absolutely scared, but he was still killed by Zhang Jianyang.

"It's very simple, for the safety of family and friends." Zhang Jianyang said lightly that Zhong Hao knows the root of Zhang Jianyang's family. Now he is very convinced by Zhang Jianyang, but who can guarantee that he will be unfavorable to him in the future? In the fantasy world, Zhang Jianyang used to be very low-key, because he knew that his ability was still limited and he had not reached the point of preventing cold arrows.

However, in the fantasy, after Zhang Jianyang ascended the level of the six-star, Zhang Jianyang bombarded and killed the threatening people.

Perhaps not only Zhong Hao, but also Ma Kaiqiao, and even Li Fengxing, are all people who threaten Zhang Jianyang.

Before, Zhang Jianyang was just a three-star, but now he has been promoted to four stars, and he has transformed his body into a six-star standard. He is no longer worried about being dealt with by a cold gun. Naturally, he does not need to keep a low profile as before.

For those who have calculated themselves, Zhang Jianyang will settle accounts one by one.

.................. When the pickup truck appeared at the Arc de Triomphe nightclub, it was 9:00 p.m., and the nightclub was officially opened.

The nightlife in Shacheng is monotonous for the poor, but for the rich, it is as rich as it is. Some gameplay methods that do not appear in the nuclear war can be put on the table openly at this time. As long as you have money, there are no items that you can't play. In fact, it includes real killing games.

Depraved people are synonymous with madness at all times.

The Arc de Triomphe is the largest nightclub in Shacheng. Its boss, Ma Yongqing, is in Shacheng. The network is very huge, and there is a relationship with him from top to bottom. And the background of the Arc de Triomphe is not so simple. On the surface, Ma Yongqing is the boss, but in fact, who can know?

The pickup truck was parked in the parking lot. Zhang Jianyang got out of the car and lit a cigarette and looked at the rows of luxury cars here.

You can't see the regulations prohibiting lights at night on the Arc de Triomphe. The lights are bright here, and the well-dressed successful people came down from the car and walked into here. At the door, there are two rows of welcome women dressed in ** without losing their surname. They are greeting the guests from time to time. A voice makes the boss whose bones are soft. Absolutely, before you enter the door, the bones are lighter.

Wang Wenwei hesitated. He knew best where the Arc de Triomphe was. The bodyguard here was at least a star warrior, and the two of them came to make trouble... Zhang Jianyang laughed and said, "What, are you afraid?" He ignored Wang Wenwei, took out his mobile phone and called Tang Yaoqi: "Brother Tang, do you know Ma Yongqing of the Arc de Triomphe?"

Tang Yaoqi said, "I know, but it's not a deep hand. What's wrong?"

Zhang Jianyang said, "It's nothing. I just want to get someone out of the Arc de Triomphe. Who doesn't know that Brother Tang has a wide interpersonal relationship with you in Shacheng? Ask in advance to avoid flooding the Dragon King Temple. Since you don't have a deep friendship with Brother Tang and him, I don't need to worry about anything.

"Brother, you won't tell me that you're going to be tough, are you?" Who is Tang Yaoqi? With Zhang Jianyang's words, he guessed what Zhang Jianyang wanted to do: "There are several five-star warriors lying in the Arc de Triomphe, and there are many other three- and four-star warriors. Would you think about it? How about this? Ma Yongqing and I also know each other. I asked him to give me face. Who is the person you want to get?

Zhang Jianyang said, "A woman named Huang Yunmei."

Tang Yaoqi said, "Well, I'll call and ask now."

Zhang Jianyang was not an impulsive person, otherwise he would not have made this call. He hung up the phone, found a flower bed to sit down, and smoked quietly.

The water of the Arc de Triomphe is indeed a little deep, and the relationship involved is too complicated. Although Zhang Jianyang is not afraid of them, as soon as they clash, the hatred between the two sides ends. Between Zhang Jianyang and the Arc de Triomphe, they are definitely people on two parallel lines. They should not have an intersection for the rest of their lives, so this hatred must be avoided.

It's not afraid of the Arc de Triomphe, but that Zhang Jianyang didn't want his family to worry and get involved in it.

Killing can solve the problem, but how many people do you have to kill to bury this hatred?

Zhang Jianyang smoked and waited for Tang Yaoqi's answer. With Tang Yaoqi's energy in the sand city, Zhang Jianyang was sure that Ma Yongqing would definitely give Tang Yaoqi this face.

If something happens... Zhang Jianyang doesn't mind making a big news for Shacheng.

Wang Wenwei also smoked silently. He looked at the three golden characters of the Arc de Triomphe and did not regret following Brother Jianyang here today. As long as Brother Jianyang gave an order, he would be the first one to rush up.

After a long time, Zhang Jianyang's mobile phone rang. Tang Yaoqi said, "I found out that there was indeed a woman named Huang Yunmei."

"Is Ma Yongqing willing to let him go?" Zhang Jianyang said word by word, and he pressed the cigarette butt in his hand on the flower bed.

A plain and murderous voice let Tang Yaoqi know that his answer was not satisfactory. I'm afraid that Zhang Jianyang, who was also mysterious in his eyes, would definitely break in and ask Ma Yongqing for someone. He said, "I'm still a little thin. Ma Yongqing agreed. Fortunately, you still remember your brother Tang, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with things if you make such a fuss.

Zhang Jianyang recovered to ease and said with a smile, "Brother Tang, I have written down your kindness. I'll go to your place to chat with you some other day."

(To be continued)