Not long after, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the corridor, and then the door was forcibly broken, and Zhang Junxiong rushed into the room with a group of horses.
"Qin Hao!" Seeing Qin Hao sitting next to his son's bed with a harmless smile on his face, Zhang Junxiong's eyes were full of anger, and at the same time a little unbelievable. He couldn't understand how bold this kid was, how dare he Come to your door proactively.
Looking at Zhang Hu, who was lying on the bed stained red by blood, wailing, covered in blood and flesh, with almost no good place, Zhang Junxiong's eyes were splitting. This was his only son and the only son of the Zhang family. If not for this, he would not be so doting on this good-for-nothing son who failed to achieve anything but failed.
But now, everything is ruined. Qin Hao has completely cut off the incense of his Zhang family. His Zhang family is destined to have no heirs!
"Dad, kill me, kill me, it hurts so much, kill me..." Zhang Hu begged intermittently, his voice was extremely weak, and Qin Hao forced him to stay awake. The pain that penetrated into his bone marrow tortured him endlessly. . Coupled with the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, but unable to actually faint, it was simply worse than death.
Zhang Junxiong burst into tears when he saw his son's miserable state. As the saying goes, a tiger cannot eat its own child. No matter how much he, Zhang Junxiong, was a gangster, he would still not be able to do anything to his own son.
"Qin Hao! You brat, Youlan is covering you in Youlan Bar. I can't touch you, but you dare to break into my private villa and attack my son. You deserve to die! Damn it!" Zhang Junxiong roared angrily. Standing, because he was so angry, his body could not help but tremble slightly.
Qin Hao smiled indifferently and stood up: "Zhang Junxiong, what kind of green onion do you think you are, you can really do anything to me? To tell you the truth, in Youlan Bar, I, Sister Youlan, did not save me, but saved me." I saved the life of your Flying Tiger Gang and allowed you to live for two more hours. Oh, and your son, I kept his life specially so that you could come and see this good show, so as not to die unwillingly. By the way, how about you give your son a ride in person?"
"Qin Hao, you are so vicious!" Zhang Junxiong's hands were trembling, and his eyes were full of pain.
Qin Hao looked like he was only in his early twenties, but he was so vicious that he deliberately directed such a scene in which his father killed his son. This made him, a veteran who has been on the road for decades, feel chills in his heart. .
"Vicious? Hahaha..." Qin Hao burst into laughter, "Boss Zhang, I admit that I am vicious, but don't you find it funny when these words come out of your mouth? You were still a little bastard before, let's not mention it. Take the most recent example, five years ago, for that piece of land in the city, you sent your men to cause a car accident and crush your competitor's family to pieces."
"Three years ago, because your son raped a college student, you bribed the school leaders and witnesses to collude and change the testimony. Zhang Hu, who should have been imprisoned, escaped. But what about that girl? You actually The indulgent son led someone to break into the girl's home again and rape her, and he raped the wife and daughter in front of her father, so that the family couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by taking poison!"
"Two years ago, Zhang Hu drove drunk and killed three people in a busy city. It was you who used your relationship to suppress all this. But have you ever thought about what those three families would be like? You must not know, right? I Let me tell you, one of the three families had no way to appeal, and finally suffered injustice and died to seek justice! Although the other two families did not die, they were already torn apart, did not receive a penny in compensation, and lived a miserable and impoverished life. Life, all of this, do you think you still have the right to call me cruel?"
"Everything that Zhang Hu is doing now is all his own fault. Don't think that there is really no justice in this world. If God is so naive, then I will open your eyes for God! Including you, Zhang Junxiong, tonight, the Flying Tiger Gang, you guys The Zhang family is destined to be destroyed!"
Qin Hao listed the crimes of Zhang Junxiong and his son one by one like a treasure trove. These were all evidence and information that Fang Wen had collected before. He had long wanted to do something about these cancers, but unfortunately his current status was different from what he used to be.
Being in the military and within the system, unlike before in the army, you don't have to worry about the consequences of your actions. Fang Wen can be said to be under control now. No matter what he does, he only cares about personal interests, family interests, and factional interests. All his passion has been drained away. He wants to kill the thief but is unable to turn back. He has more than enough intention but not enough power.
The appearance of Qin Hao perfectly solved this problem. Sometimes, Fang Wen had to admit that violence was indeed the best way to solve the problem.
"Looking for death! Kill him! Kill!" Furious, Zhang Junxiong directly issued a kill order to his men.
Many horse boys took out various weapons, steel pipes, machetes, and guns, and pointed at Qin Hao's head.
Qin Hao didn't have the slightest fear of these little minions, but was actually very excited. Sometimes people are like this. They have been calm for two years, and it feels good to be calm all the time. But once he picked up the butcher knife again, Qin Hao felt that his blood was burning and boiling, and he felt very happy.
When these guys thought that Qin Hao was a fool, seeking death, and wanted to kill the other party, they discovered that it seemed that they were really seeking death, and they were the ones who were the fool, because they couldn't even see each other's body. The target cannot be captured.
The opponent was obviously standing there, but they rushed forward, only to find that it was just an afterimage left by the opponent. The next moment, one or two people flew out, and then they discovered that the afterimage here had not completely disappeared. The other party returned to the same place.
This kind of speed is simply not what normal people should have. It is extremely fast, like lightning, and is almost indistinguishable from the special effects in movies.
Qin Hao punched and kicked without any rules or routines. He was completely open and close, winning with speed and strength. Every time he punched or kicked, one or two people fell down or flew out.
In Zhang Junxiong's eyes, he only saw a black figure constantly shuttling among the crowd, and then his men fell down one by one.
After a while, the room of forty or fifty square meters became a mess, and the floor was covered with screaming horses covering various parts.
"Shoot him, quickly..."
As an old gangster, Zhang Junxiong knew very well that he still underestimated Qin Hao. This was beyond the limit of ordinary people. It could be said that one was against a hundred. No wonder he dared to face Qin Hao when he was surrounded by hundreds of gang members. I am not ashamed to say that I do have this capital.
When it came to this, Zhang Junxiong didn't care anymore and directly ordered the dozens of men who were protecting him to take out their guns and shoot Qin Hao. It's not like he has never encountered martial arts masters before. They are all beings that cannot be defeated by cold weapons such as swords, guns, and sticks. If you want to kill the opponent, the only thing you can rely on is hot weapons.
"Gang leader, our brothers are still inside, and the young gang leader is also among them. Shooting will definitely cause accidental injuries..." As soon as Zhang Junxiong gave the order, a subordinate next to him reported to him in embarrassment.
"shot!"
A trace of intolerance and pain flashed in Zhang Junxiong's eyes, but he gave the order without any hesitation and was very decisive. Thirty years of licking blood from the knife told him that if he didn't take the opportunity to deal with Qin Hao now, he would not be able to escape death today, because the other party had brought him great fear. It could be said that he was the most afraid of him in the past forty or fifty years. once.
"This..." The men took out their pistols, but did not dare to shoot. They kept hesitating. They all understood that Zhang Junxiong's order almost regarded the brothers who were fighting in the room as abandoned sons, including his own son. Zhang Hu, this makes them feel a bit sad.
"Shoot, shoot me!"
Seeing his subordinates falling to the ground one by one, with fewer and fewer people able to stand up, Zhang Junxiong could no longer bear it. The fear in his heart became more and more intense, and he almost roared at his subordinates.
"Bang bang bang..."
"..." (To be continued)