Chapter 112 Leisure Walk

The emperor's bar has long been in a mess, and all the consumers have been expelled, and then the whole building is blocked.

Zhong Hao's foundation is not clean in the first place, and it is impossible to call the police when encountering such a thing. What's more, it's useless to call the police. Ordinary police will only work and not work hard, and it is impossible for the special armed police force composed of star soldiers to go out for Zhong Hao's death. The reason is very simple. Zhong Hao is just a middle-sized resident, and the special forces will only work for privileged characters.

Anyone who eats this line of rice has the consciousness of death.

When Ma Kaiqiao received the news, he immediately rushed over with his bodyguards and dozens of the most capable men.

It has only been less than half a year since he sat in this new big brother's position. Like this kind of thing, Ma Kaiqiao will be present no matter what, and he can't chill other people's hearts.

Looking at the plasma splashing in the office and the milky white brain on the wall, Ma Kaiqiao frowned. When Zhong Hao died, he still had a gun in his hand, and then Ma Kaiqiao found a warhead, a complete warhead, in the center of the office. Similarly, a fist-sized hole in the office wall also confirmed that Zhong Hao died under a powerful weapon.

Ma Kaiqiao thought hard that powerful weapons, except for sniper rifles, it is impossible for other guns to have this effect.

However, no one will carry a sniper gun to Zhong Hao's office to kill people. Then, there is only one answer. This powerful weapon is only a rifle and a pistol. Excludes all rifles. Among the pistols, the only matching gun is the Game Black Widow that has appeared on the sand city.

"Game Black Widow..." Ma Kaiqiao fell into meditation. For some reason, when he thought of this gun, a chill came out of his heart, which made him shiver.

Suddenly, Ma Kaiqiao thought of something. In his mind, he couldn't help thinking that he was pointed at with a gun that day. He was a black widow, and the owner holding this gun was Zhang Jianyang, who made him startled and wanted to escape. If Zhong Hao is most likely to be killed by someone, Ma Kaiqiao's first intuition is Zhang Jianyang.

The people who had been investigating had a result, and the two young people who were beaten down by Wang Wenwei were brought over.

"Brother, through their description, Zhang Jianyang has indeed been here." A white young man with long hair reported that his hands were very slender, giving people a very evil feeling. He was the most powerful threwinner of Ma Kaiqiao, Zhao Xihua, who was known as a demon fox.

Ma Kaiqiao's eyelids jumped and muttered, "Why did Zhang Jianyang kill Zhong Hao?"

Ma Kaiqiao still remembers the fear he generated when he was pointed at by Zhang Jianyang with a gun. He knew that this kind of plainness was not pretended, but that he had experienced too much. He had been indifferent to human life for a long time. Only after killing a lot of people could he practice it. It was because of this that Ma Kaiqiao was afraid at that time, and he did not dare to trouble Zhang Jianyang again.

According to reason, there is no reason for Zhang Jianyang to make trouble with Zhong Hao again, but Zhong Hao's death makes Ma Kaiqiao not understand the reason.

But no matter what, Zhong Hao has always been his own subordinates. If even his men are killed and he is not indifferent as the eldest brother, he will definitely chill his people's hearts.

"From now on, list Zhang Jianyang as a must-kill list and send people to his house to guard him. Once you find it, it's a matter of killing. Ma Kaiqiao gritted his teeth. He knew that Zhang Jianyang was a star warrior, but so what? The inferior star warrior was also afraid of bullets. No matter how powerful Zhang Jianyang's shooting is, it is impossible for a person to compete with a whole.

At this time, Zhang Jianyang parked the pickup truck not far from the emperor's bar.

From the storage box of the pickup truck, Zhang Jianyang took out a package of gun parts. He didn't need to look at it at all. In the dark, he assembled a Type 95 in just a moment.

After getting out of the car with Type 95, Zhang Jianyang lit a cigarette and strode towards the emperor's bar.

Outside the emperor's bar, there are several cars parked, and several Ma Kaiqiao's men are squatting on the edge of the street, smoking and whispering about something.

The appearance of Zhang Jianyang made them all stand up: "Who is it?"

Zhang Jianyang didn't say anything and strode forward.

"Kid, you are looking for death." Seeing Zhang Jianyang holding a gun with no expression on his face, no matter how slow he was, he also realized that Zhang Jianyang was definitely not here to play. Almost at the same time, these people pulled out their pistols around their waists and pointed them at Zhang Jianyang: "Hist, or we will shoot."

Zhang Jianyang glanced at them coldly, ignored them, and walked to the door of the emperor's bar.

"Bastard!"

Zhang Jianyang's indifferent attitude finally angered these people, and one of them reached forward to grab Zhang Jianyang.

In their opinion, being pointed at by several guns, Zhang Jianyang can only be slaughtered, and it is impossible to dare to resist. Then immediately they knew that they were wrong. They reached out and grabbed Zhang Jianyang's hand. Before his hand touched Zhang Jianyang, he had already flown up. He screamed and flew back more than ten meters away, hit the street fiercely, hummed twice and fainted to death.

"You'd better put away your guns." Zhang Jianyang said flatly.

The scream below obviously woke up the people above. A messy footsteps came, and more than a dozen people rushed in.

Zhang Jianyang frowned and said nothing. He suddenly exploded his speed with the Type 95, dragging out a shadow in the night.

There were bursts of screams. Wherever Zhang Jianyang went, he suddenly turned over and was knocked down one by Zhang Jianyang with the butt of a gun. There is no need to kill all the people like this, and kill all the people here. The whole case will definitely cause a sensation in Shacheng. Although Zhang Jianyang is not afraid, he does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

More than a dozen people, in Zhang Jianyang's eyes, were nothing at all. In less than a minute, they all fell to the ground and howled.

The lights in the emperor's bar lit up again. On the dance floor of the bar, Ma Kaiqiao appeared with Zhao Xihua. When he saw Zhang Jianyang coming in, Ma Kaiqiao's face twitched: "Zhang Jianyang, what do you mean?" He waved his hand, and more than one-third of dozens of his men held guns at Zhang Jianyang.

Zhang Jianyang held a cigarette in his butt and looked at Ma Kaiqiao with a smile: "It's meaningless. I'm just coming to you to take care of something."

Ma Kaiqiao said, "We have cancelled your father's loan. What else do you want? Let me tell you, don't bully others too much.

"Do you know why Zhong Hao died? It's because his means are too good, and it happens to happen to me." Zhang Jianyang said calmly. He gently flicked the cigarette butt, fell to the ground, and gently wiped it out with his feet: "So, he must die. And you..." Zhang Jianyang smiled.

"Are you not afraid of death?" Ma Kaiqiao looked at Zhang Jianyang, who was standing calmly in the middle of the dance floor. He really couldn't figure out why Zhang Jianyang was so arrogant under the pointing of more than a dozen guns. Just thinking that half a month ago, he was humiliated by Zhang Jianyang's gunpoint, Ma Kaiqiao was angry: "Do you think you are so arrogant that you don't need to be afraid of bullets?"

Zhao Xihua has been staring at Zhang Jianyang. He waved his hand violently: "S shoot him and kill him."

Zhang Jianyang's calm and calm appearance made Zhao Xihua feel bad. Zhang Jianyang seemed to be procrastinating and must be waiting for the arrival of foreign aid.

Following Zhao Xihua's order, a violent gunshot sounded.

Zhang Jianyang's body emits a red halo, and his muscles seem to have received some kind of instruction and become as hard as iron. The bullet hit like a storm tore Zhang Jianyang's clothes, but when it touched Zhang Jianyang's skin, the tough six-star physique made the bullet seem to hit the cotton with the bullet's name, and the bullet fell to the ground.

Let the crazy scene appear. Zhang Jianyang stood proudly on the dance floor like a god of war, allowing the baptism of bullets.

The saber appeared in Zhang Jianyang's hand. He casually slapped the bullet flying to his face, and strode towards Zhao Xihua.

"No... impossible, impossible!" Zhao Xihua couldn't believe what he saw. He suddenly understood something. Suddenly, his face turned gray and he could not be afraid of bullets. In this world, in addition to star warriors with more than six stars, what else can he do this? Looking at Zhang Jianyang walking towards himself step by step, Zhao Xihua's head went blank.

The saber scratched Zhao Xihua's throat, but Zhang Jianyang kept staring at Ma Kaiqiao.

Ma Kaiqiao's eyes were round, looking at the idle walk under the rain, almost thinking it was an illusion: "How can you be a high-level star warrior?"

Zhang Jianyang's knife has arrived: "There is nothing impossible in this world."

"Ah..." The roar, Ma Kaiqiao, a three-star, struggled, but Zhang Jianyang's current strength is far above him, and the evil shown by Zhang Jianyang made Ma Kaiqiao dull for a while. When he saw the saber appear, it was too late for him to fight back.

With a soft sound, the saber splashed with a touch of blood.

Ma Kaiqiao covered his throat and his eyes almost cracked. He couldn't believe that his three-star warrior was killed so easily, and the emperor's bar was the place where he buried his bones.

As Ma Kai Bridge fell to the ground, the men who had just witnessed Zhang Jianyang's ability to resist bullets were panicked. Of course, they knew what it meant, which meant that they had provoked a super horrible existence. In this world, the power of the six-star warriors will change dramatically, and it is only one step away from the seven stars that dominate the fate of ordinary people.

With such a horrible existence, they are just ordinary people, and no one is not pale.

"If you haven't left yet, do you also want to be with him?"

Zhang Jianyang's indifferent voice sounded, bringing the people in the whole bar scattered and disappeared in a moment, leaving only two bodies.

(To be continued)