Yang Zhen was going to attend the meeting alone this time, but he wanted to see who was so short-sighted that he dared to attack him.

Perhaps because they were on a narrow road, one of the vans actually rushed towards him, without letting Yang Zhen wait any longer. Three minutes later, the target appeared in sight.

Yang Zhen picked up a fist-thick piece of wood on the side of the road and stood directly in the middle of the road. At first glance, this seemed like the rhythm of a robbery. From a distance, the driver looked at Yang Zhen who was carrying the stick, but this guy didn't

He didn't mean to stop, but he was ready to hit him directly.

"If you dare to stand in my way, go to hell!"

The driver had a sneer on his face and quickly accelerated. Seeing the car getting closer and closer to him, Yang Zhen pretended to run for his life. Just when the front of the car was about to hit him, Yang Zhen suddenly appeared from the front of the car at the door.

Everyone sitting in the van was immediately frightened, and the first thought in their minds was that they had encountered a ghost.

Before they could react, the car rolled over five times. The reason why the car rolled over was of course caused by Yang Zhen. Just now, he used a wooden stick to pry the moving car over with four ounces of force, because

The Maobao truck had a small body and was too fast, so it easily rolled over five times in a row.

This was the first time for Yang Zhen to do such a dangerous and exciting thing. After the van came to a complete stop, all the masked men in the car were dead and injured. There was one uninjured one, but this guy was also injured.

It was thrown so badly that I couldn't find it.

The guy managed to climb out of the car, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a big foot stepped on his bones.

"Who sent you here? If you don't tell me, I will let you know what life is worse than death!"

Yang Zhen said that when he exerted a little force, he heard a "click" sound, which was the sound of broken bones.

"Don't challenge my limits, or I will break all your bones inch by inch!"

Yang Zhen's method was very direct, but it was the most effective, especially when the other party heard it with his own ears and felt his bones being broken, and he was already frightened.

"It's the Red Flower Club. The eagle took pictures of us. Hero, please spare me. I won't dare to do it again!"

This is a very familiar name, so familiar that Yang Zhen almost forgot about him.

"Where is the headquarters of the Red Flower Club?"

"In the Luotian Building in City

Yang Zhen just wanted to ask the headquarters of the Red Flower Club, but he didn't expect such an unexpected gain. Yang Zhen rolled his eyes and immediately took it into consideration.

"Call the president and tell them that you have identified Yang Zhen's location and ask them to take action immediately, otherwise they will miss the opportunity. Don't play tricks, otherwise you should know the consequences."

Yang Zhen was ready to gather the opponents together and catch them all in one fell swoop.

"Hurry up and call!" The other party quickly dialed the number with trembling hands. However, what surprised Yang Zhen was that after the call was connected, there was a deceptive winning voice. After dialing the number given by the other party,

, someone answered the phone, but this was also a soy sauce person. After giving him one number, he dialed another number.

After six consecutive transfers, a middle-aged man's voice finally appeared on the phone.

"Xiao Hong, why are you looking for me so urgently?"

"President, our mission is over. Yang Zhen seems to have been prepared for it, but I found out that he is going to Dongshan Park to meet his lover tomorrow. This is the last chance, because I heard that he will return to Guizhou tomorrow.

Save it!”

Yang Zhen didn't expect that this kid's reaction was quite good, and he actually thought of so many things at once. This was not the skill of a third-rate killer, at least he was second-rate, and he was not even far away from a first-rate killer.

Yang Zhen's guess was actually correct. Xiao Hong did have the skills of a second-rate killer, but because he was greedy for life and feared death, he had always accepted tasks as a third-rate killer. In his words, this was called being prepared. After all, killers are also humans, not machines.

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"I understand, this time your merits and demerits are equal to each other!"

The other party quickly hung up the phone, and Xiao Hong also breathed a sigh of relief, because Yang Zhen had retracted his screams, but although his feet were retracted, he still felt that he could not move.

"Very good, if I can annihilate the Red Flower Society in one fell swoop, I will let you live!"

At this moment, the siren suddenly sounded, and a group of policemen pointed guns at Yang Zhen, but they were stopped by the crazy ghost.

Yang Zhen dragged Xiao Hong into the police car and disappeared into the distance under the surprised eyes of other police officers.

What happened next had nothing to do with Yang Zhen. I only knew that the headline of the next day's newspaper was very eye-catching. Of course, it had nothing to do with Yang Zhen.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhen first sent Concubine Yin to school and then drove straight to Dongshan Park. As for Xiao Hong, although Yang Zhen said he would let him live, he would probably spend the rest of his life in prison.

This is the punishment he deserves.

The Red Flower Club is a third-rate killer organization, but this is just a superficial phenomenon. Before, they teamed up with three major gangsters and the prince, and almost killed himself. Yang Zhenke had always been concerned about this, but things happened one after another, completely

I don't have time to take care of such a trivial matter, so I put it off.

However, Yang Zhen didn't look for them, but they took the initiative to look for Yang Zhen. They really fulfilled that sentence - if you don't seek death, you won't die!

The Dongshan Park where we had breakfast was actually very deserted, especially on a hazy day like today, where the visibility was quite low. The five first-class killers from the Honghua Society who rushed here non-stop. Seeing such weather, they felt that this must be God's help.

them.

Yang Zhen was sitting in a pavilion, highly concentrated. As soon as the opponent appeared, Yang Zhen would definitely kill them instantly. Such weather was indeed the best disguise for the killer, but for Yang Zhen, the effect was

The same is true.

Just when Yang Zhen was highly concentrated, three girls in vests ran by the pavilion. Seeing Yang Zhen's meditative look, they were immediately filled with curiosity. After looking at each other, they decisively turned around and walked directly to the pavilion.

In the pavilion, and sitting opposite Yang Zhen, he looked at him curiously.

"I guess he is just pretending. I have never seen such a young master. If you want to ask, you can ask, but I won't ask!"

"Hey, little brother, are you meditating? Can you teach us?"
Chapter completed!