"Oh it's you."
Xiang Yang squinted at the man walking in front. This guy looked like a human and had a bandage on one hand. Wasn't he the same guy who went to trouble Su Jingrou two days ago and was beaten violently by Xiang Yang? Xiang Yang still remembers that this guy's name is Zheng Jian.
"It's not just me. You beat me very well the day before yesterday. I thought you were who you were. After investigating you for two days, it turns out that you are just a little high school teacher. You dare to beat me. Do you know who I am? Today I will not only beat you up, but I will not only make you unable to take care of yourself, but also ruin your reputation." As Zheng Jian said, he stretched out his other good hand and stretched out his hands. Pinch your fingers together as if pinching an ant.
"Although I'm just a high school teacher, I can't beat you violently? Tsk, tsk, I still remember the way you cried for mercy." Xiang Yang had a teasing smile on his face.
"Asshole, when you cry and kneel down and beg for mercy, get off here." Zheng Jian was furious and waved his hand. The doors of the two vans behind him opened, and seven or eight people rushed out of each vehicle. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen people standing behind him, and together with the few before him, there were more than twenty people in total.
"There are quite a lot of people." Xiang Yang said with a smile.
Sun Qingya's big eyes blinked, and she said curiously: "It's so strange, why can I encounter such fun things even when I'm shaking with you?"
"Fun?" Xiang Yang looked at this beautiful school beauty dumbfounded. It was really a bit painful. In her eyes, being surrounded by so many people was actually fun...
Sun Qingya said: "Isn't it fun? Wow, there are more than 20 people. It feels like watching a movie. It would be great if I can also do martial arts. I can just rush up and kill them in three strokes and five divisions. They all fell to the ground, and they were able to go to class on time. Alas, it’s over, and they’re going to be late for class again.”
"Don't worry, you won't be late."
Xiang Yang said calmly, and his figure turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Zheng Jian and others.
"You dare to take the initiative. You are really looking for death. Brothers, come to me. It's best if you're crippled. If you're beaten to death, I'll carry it." When Zheng Jian saw Xiang Yang take the initiative, he was trembling with excitement. This is really What a great opportunity. Even if I get to the police station, I can still say that this guy made the first move. What I call defense is self-defense. Even if I beat this guy to death, it will be an over-defense at best.
Zheng Jian and the photographer quickly took the camera and found the best angle to record this wonderful lesson. Especially Zheng Jian, who was still laughing, "I'll deal with you first, and then I'll go Capture that woman Su Jingrou and play her to death this time. Mad, a stinky woman dares to refuse me and doesn’t ask about my origins. After I’m done playing with her, I’ll capture her and sell her in Africa.”
"Just saying this to you, I will definitely destroy you today."
Xiang Yang's eyes were cold, he sneered and shouted loudly. He quickly rushed into the crowd, like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. He punched everyone one by one and knocked them all to the ground. Everyone who was hit by him suffered terribly. He screamed and couldn't get up anymore.
In less than ten seconds, Xiang Yang had knocked everyone down and rushed in front of Zheng Jian and the photographer.
"You..." Before Zheng Jian's laughter fell, he heard screams, and then Xiang Yang appeared in front of him like a shadow. His laughter stopped as if someone suddenly choked his throat. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
Xiang Yang grinned, showing his snow-white teeth, and looked at Zheng Jian with a smile, "Who is that? You just said you would cry in sleep, I didn't hear you clearly?"
"No...I...I'm talking about myself." Zheng Jian cried with a sad face, his legs were shaking with fear. He glanced at the twenty or so people who were still alive just now, and found that they were all screaming and falling to the ground. Zheng Jian Jian Geng's expression was so pale, it was terrifying. Although these people he brought were just ordinary gangsters, they often fought when they had nothing to do. With their desperate spirit, even the masters from the army could fight several, but , this guy in front of me actually used less than ten seconds to reach everyone. Is this guy a human or a demon
"I seem to have heard you say that if you kill me, you can carry it, but if you cripple me, it's better, tsk tsk." Xiang Yang smiled, took the camera, took out the memory card, held it between his index finger and thumb, and rubbed it gently. Immediately, the plastic memory card was crushed into pieces.
Seeing how easily Xiang Yang crushed the memory card to pieces, Zheng Jian's legs trembled, and a stream of liquid flowed out from between his legs.
"That's disgusting." Xiang Yang jumped away and took two steps back, waved his hand, and said calmly, "I'm in a hurry and have no time to pay attention to you, so just tell me how much you want to compensate me."
"Ah...you won't hit me?" Zheng Jian was overjoyed and looked at Xiang Yang unexpectedly. He originally thought that Xiang Yang would beat him to death, but he didn't expect that Xiang Yang just wanted money. This was too simple. For his family background, He said that a little money is nothing, because his father is a real estate tycoon and has a lot of money.
"I, I will give you one hundred thousand." Zheng Jian said cautiously.
"Pa..." Xiang Yang slapped him directly, which made Zheng Jian stunned. He felt his head roaring and the world spinning.
"One million..." Zheng Jian said quickly.
"Pa..." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yang slapped him on the other side of his face. Xiang Yang showed a ferocious smile, glared at the photographer who was about to rush over, and then said to Zheng Jian, "I'm in a hurry I’m going to class, I’ll give you another chance.”
"Five hundred... no, no, ten million." Zheng Jian originally wanted to say five million, but when he saw Xiang Yang's face darkening, he quickly changed his mind.
"Congratulations, I saved your life."
A smile appeared on Xiang Yang's face, and he waved to Sun Qingya who was not far away. The latter trotted over and stood beside Xiang Yang with a smile, "Brother Xiang Yang, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Give him a bank card number that can be used, and then check for 10 million." Xiang Yang said lightly.
"Ah, brother Xiang Yang is so powerful. He extorted 10 million yuan in one fell swoop. I'll look for it." Sun Qingya said excitedly, flipping a bank card out of her bag and handing it to Xiang Yang.
"I'll give you five minutes to transfer the money." Xiang Yang said calmly.
"Yes, yes." Zheng Jian was full of resentment, but he did not dare to make any small move due to Xiang Yang's violence. After taking the bank card, he started to transfer money to the card number on it, thinking in his heart, "Let you first Be proud of it. In a few days, all the money I asked you to swallow will be returned to me with interest. "
When transferring the money, Zheng Jian's heart was bleeding. Even though his father was a real estate tycoon, it was his father's money. After transferring 10 million, his money was almost used up.
"Okay, please check." Soon, Zheng Jian transferred the money, and Sun Qingya's mobile phone text message received the payment information.
"I got it, ten million. Brother Xiang Yang, don't be a teacher. Wouldn't it be easier to blackmail him directly? The money came too fast." Sun Qingya said happily.
"Stop making trouble and go to class quickly."
Xiang Yang patted Sun Qingya's little head, and then looked at Zheng Jian, "You are welcome to give me money next time. Of course, I hope you can find a place where no one is around to send it to me, otherwise there will be so many Man, the impact on you may not be very good.”
"Yes... no no, I don't dare to do that anymore." Zheng Jian shook his head quickly.
"Why don't you dare? I welcome you to come to me for trouble, but remember, you are just looking for trouble for me. If you are looking for trouble for other people, even if you have money, you will not be able to buy your life. Well, remember, come back to me with more money next time," Xiang Yang said, patting Zheng Jian on the shoulder.
"I, I don't dare anymore." Zheng Jian was about to cry. Why is this person like this? I have already transferred my money to you, and you still attack me sneakily. The shoulder that Xiang Yang patted was exactly where his broken hand was. Every time he patted, a force was transmitted to his arm, and he felt that his arm was broken again.
"Let's go, remember to take these people away."
Xiang Yang waved goodbye to Zheng Jian very cordially. He felt that this guy was really timely. He happened to have no money, so he sent money over, 10 million, which was enough for a while.
"Let's go, drive your car." Xiang Yang asked Sun Qingya to drive her own sports car, while he drove a heavy-duty motorcycle. The two of them roared towards Tianhai No. 1 Middle School one after the other.
"You bastard, if I don't kill you, I won't call you Zheng Jian." Zheng Jian stood there, watching the two shadows, one red and one black, disappear. He breathed a sigh of relief and cursed angrily through gritted teeth.
"Master Zheng, what should we do? All the brothers are injured." One of Zheng Jian's men limped over with a depressed look on his face.
"Useless trash, twenty or so people can't beat one of them. You really embarrass me." Zheng Jian cursed angrily.
"I...we have tried our best, but...he is just too powerful." The man had a look of shame on his face, and in his heart he was very contemptuous of Zheng Jian. He bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong, and even peed his pants. Now he dared to treat us What's the use of being fierce? It's not like spending 10 million to buy your life.
"Get out." Zheng Jian shouted with a ferocious look on his face.
"Yes, yes." Although Zheng Jian's men felt uncomfortable, they really didn't dare to say anything when facing Zheng Jian. They quickly went to greet a group of "comrades in distress" and helped them get into the car and leave.
"You, take off your pants and give them to me." Zheng Jian felt that his lower body was wet and uncomfortable, and he yelled angrily at the photographer standing next to him.
"Yes." The photographer looked frightened and quickly took off his pants and handed them to Zheng Jian.
Zheng Jian looked around and found that there were not many people. He quickly took off his soaked pants and threw them aside, then put on the photographer's pants.
"Hey, help me contact Boss Wang and tell him that I will treat him to dinner at the Emperor's Pavilion tonight."
After getting in the car, Zheng Jian, who had a ferocious look on his face, threw the phone on the ground after making a call, and roared with a ferocious look on his face: "Xiang Yang, surnamed Xiang, I have grown so old and have been beaten twice. It’s all your fault, I want your life, no, I want you to live but not die!”