The young man who appeared on the street for no reason was not tall, he was frail and looked like the type who would cry when scared.
Several members of the Yan Gang looked her up and down, then curled their lips and said, "Boy, who are you? You are going to see our boss when you open your mouth. Do you know who our boss is?"
"Gao Zhaolong." Song Yechu answered all the questions there, and lightly announced the name of the leader of the Yan Gang.
Several men were stunned for a moment, and immediately felt uncomfortable all over. "Damn it, did you just call our boss's name casually? I think you are fucking tired of living." As he said that, the men raised their hands to push him in front of him. young man.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, his palm was pinched. The young man's slender fingers seemed to be weak, but they were extremely cruel. He turned the stretched out hand outward, twisting it so that the subordinate cried out in pain.
"What the hell, what are you doing? Brothers, if someone messes up the place, come to me." When the boy next to him saw this, he immediately called his brothers and came out to resist.
Song Ye twisted one arm with one hand, raised his foot and kicked the crowd that came out, and walked in while beating.
The Yan Gang is the largest gang in Shi City. It can be said that it can cover the sky with one hand. The brothers in the gang are usually arrogant. I didn't expect to meet an even more arrogant gang today. Ten brothers were forced onto the dance floor.
The bar owner who was still interrogating in the hall was startled, "What's going on? Who is it?" After looking for a long time, he found out that the person who caused the damage was only a young man.
With a crash, Song Ye threw the subordinate at the door onto the dance floor. Only then did he put his hands back in his pockets in his spare time. He turned to look at the calm man in the booth, "Boss Gao, nice to meet you."
Gao Zhaolong, who was wearing a floral shirt and pants, with a full face of tattoos, was holding a cigar in his mouth and staring at the young man who was walking up leisurely. He grinned and said, "Boy, you are brave enough." After saying that, he looked under his hands. The man still wanted to stop the young man from coming forward, so he immediately kicked him without mercy, "You trash, get out of here." He didn't even stop him at the gate, but it was useless to stop him now.
Song Ye was not interested in watching him show off his power. He sat down on his own, crossed his legs, and said calmly: "I'm here to discuss business."
Buy or sell? Gao Zhaolong raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Ye again, and then leaned forward, showing a rather ferocious smile, "Before this, boy, did you know that the person who touched my Yan Gang was What are the consequences?"
Before the deep final sound could be heard, Gao Zhaolong's hand suddenly reached behind his back. There was only a click, and a black pistol was pressed against his head.
However, what was on top was not the boy's head.
Song Ye handed the muzzle of the gun forward and aimed it at the man's eyebrows. His voice remained calm, "Is this the result that Boss Gao said?"
At that time, no one could see clearly how she pulled out the gun. Gao Zhaolong froze even more, not daring to move the muzzle of the gun beside him even half an inch. "Brother, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully, be careful of misfire." His voice was tight. It was tight, with a faint tremor.
Song Ye had long heard that this person was very insidious. If she hadn't been quick, she would have been shot dead.
There was a loud gunshot, and Gao Zhaolong felt that the sound exploded with sparks in his head. His body couldn't stop shaking, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the gun in his hand being knocked out.
"Boss Gao, let's discuss business." Song Ye calmly put the gun on the table, as if nothing had happened just now.
However, cold sweat broke out on the back of Gao Zhaolong's forehead, and the young man's shooting skills were so accurate that it was shocking.
Now that things have happened, he, the leader of the Yan Gang, has to sit down and talk to the other party calmly, "I wonder what business brother wants to discuss with me?"
"Today my friend happened to cause trouble in your place. I want to exchange my friend's life with something." Song Ye didn't play charades and went straight to the point.
The other party was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "The friend that the little brother mentioned is not the person who killed my boxing ring boss today, is he?"
"Yes." Song Ye responded. From the corner of his eyes under the brim of his hat, he looked at Wang Tiechuan, who was lying on the ground and dying after being beaten. A cold look flashed in his eyes.
Gao Zhaolong also had a stern look on his face and said in a rough voice: "Gao, I don't know which way this little brother is, but today your friend killed someone in my place, and the person he killed was the second-in-command of my Yan Gang. If I can't explain to my brothers if I let you go like this."
The implication is that even if Song Ye takes Wang Tiechuan out of the bar today, the Yan Gang will not rest easy.
Faced with such a threat, Song Ye didn't even move her brows. She took out a few pieces of paper from her pocket and put them on the table. She said calmly: "Boss Gao, why don't we talk after reading this document."
Gao Zhaolong frowned, feeling a little confused by the young man's fearless attitude. He reached out to take out the document, and when he looked at it carefully, his expression suddenly changed. He slammed the thing on the table, his eyes blazing. Staring at the young man, he said in a cold tone: "Where did you get this thing?"
"If someone keeps it, of course you can get it." She deliberately let it slip and put all the responsibility on Wang Changbiao, who left this evidence. Even if it couldn't really drive a wedge between the two people, it was enough to make Gao Zhaolong feel sad. There is a rift.
Sure enough, Gao Zhaolong on the other end gritted his teeth and didn't say a word for a long time. Finally, he grabbed the information, crushed it in his palms, and stood up suddenly with his tall body, seemingly planning to leave.
"I will return your life to you, but please keep your mouth shut. If I hear anything outside, my Yan Gang will definitely not let you go."
After warning Song Ye, he strode out with a calm expression.
"Wait." Before leaving the dance floor, a cold and distant voice came from behind again.
Gao Zhaolong turned around and looked at her coldly.
Song Ye stood up and walked to Wang Tiechuan, helped him to the sofa, pointed at the miserable face and said: "My friend was beaten so badly, shouldn't Boss Gao give him some compensation? At least I think, my Something worth several second-in-commands.”
These words pierced Gao Zhaolong's heart. He gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, "What do you want?"
"It's very simple." The thin lips exposed under the brim of the hat were slightly raised, showing a beautiful shape, and then a few words came out of the mouth softly, "I want your boxing ring."
I want your ring.
This sentence was light and simple, but it had the weight of an atomic bomb. It was so shocking when it hit the ears of every Yan Gang brother.
"Are you crazy?" Gao Zhaolong finally couldn't help but cursed. The young man in front of him was clearly a complete madman.