Yang Zijun's body shape and footsteps changed, skillfully dodging the sharp knife in the hands of the dirty pigtailed young man, and then grabbed his hair, and kicked the sharp knife in his hand with his right foot.

The dreadlocked young man stared at each other, spit out a puddle of dirty stuff and vomited, blood gushed from both ears at the same time, his body was crooked, and the whole person fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't know who was going to do it.

Yang Zijun touched his wound, his hands were full of blood, he tightened his clothes to stop the flow of blood, then wiped his hands, walked to the side of the dreadlocked youth, kicked it down, and stepped on the lumbar spine of the dreadlocked youth.

The young man with dirty pigtails snorted, and his legs were unnaturally paralyzed on both sides, completely crippled.

"Your evil life has come to an end. ”

Yang Zijun picked up the steel pipe on the ground and looked at it carefully, it turned out that the steel pipe was self-made, and there was a mechanism in it, as long as the switch was pressed, the mechanism would be automatically disconnected.

"No wonder this kid can break a steel pipe, it turns out that there is a mechanism. ”

Yang Zijun turned around and walked in front of the girl, squatted down, and called softly twice: "Little girl...... Are you alright?"

The girl didn't respond.

He checked the girl's pulse and found that there was no big problem, so he was relieved.

He picked up the girl, placed her on a chair behind the front desk, and turned to head for the second floor.

Interior of a luxury office on the top floor of an office building.

Wan Batian leaned back in the plush chair, his feet resting on the edge of the desk, his hands crossed together, his fat face full of fat, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

In front of the desk, Cui Jindong's face was swollen like a pig's head, with a plaster cast on his legs, and a crutch in his hand, crying and complaining: "Uncle Wan, that kid surnamed Yang really doesn't treat me as a person, he bullied me again and again, made me lose my face to my grandmother's house, and finally beat me like this pig."

Look at my leg, it's so useless, I'll have to use crutches in the future, you must help me out of this bad breath, I don't care how much it costs. ”

Wan Batian was indifferent, his face was always cold, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you come to me earlier?" I remember that our friendship was very deep before, but then there was a lack of movement between us, and I have been thinking about why. ”

Cui Jindong wiped his tears and said dodgingly: "Uncle Wan, I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful before, and I thought that I could solve the matter by myself, so I tried not to trouble you."

And also...... The reason why I didn't come much later was because I knew that Uncle Wan was too busy with work and didn't want to disturb you......"

Wan Batian was still cold, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, it's not the reason why you don't come to move around, and it's not the reason why you don't ask me to solve the problem for you, you are afraid of owing me a favor, in the final analysis, you are afraid of getting involved with me." ”

was suddenly told that he was in his heart, Cui Jindong blushed with shame, and hurriedly shook the pot: "No, Uncle Wan, it's not like this...... Actually, it's actually my dad's old thing, he keeps saying bad things about you, telling me not to contact you, and I can't help it. ”

"Then you just listen to the old man. Wan Batian said coldly.

Cui Jindong was anxious all of a sudden, because he knew that if Wan Batian didn't help him, he would not be able to avenge this revenge for the rest of his life, after all, Yang Zijun's strength was too strong.

He cried with tears and snot: "Uncle Wan, don't be angry, I will definitely not listen to that old thing anymore, otherwise I would not have come to you for help."

As long as you can help me get rid of the one surnamed Yang, I will promise you whatever conditions you propose.

If you need money, you can make a price, and I'll write you a check. ”

Wan Batian slowly stood up, walked to the desk, sat on the edge of the desk, and stretched out his hand to pat Cui Jindong's face: "Child, you don't understand what I mean, what I want is your respect, not your money, do you think that with my current status and influence, I will be short of money?"

Cui Jindong was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "Uncle Wan, I have always respected you, and your status in my heart is even higher than that of my father." ”

"Good boy. Wan Batian still had no expression on his face, "I will solve this matter for you, and you will not see the one surnamed Yang again from now on." ”

Cui Jindong was so excited that he forgot that he had an injury on his leg, and he wanted to stand up directly, and squeaked in pain as soon as he exerted himself: "Ouch, Uncle Wan, as long as you can breathe this for me, you are my father." ”

Wan Batian stood up and walked back to the desk slowly: "I will arrange this matter immediately."

Oh yes, I heard that your father bought a good piece of land at a high price, and it is said that this land has a very good development prospect......"

"Uncle Wan, don't worry, I'll take out the title deed when I go back and give it to you directly. "Cui Jindong is very understanding.

A rare sneer appeared on Wan Batian's face: "Good boy." ”

Satisfied, he sat back at his desk, picked up the phone, and prepared to arrange this task.

Bang.

The door of the luxury office was suddenly opened, and a staff member ran to the desk in a panic and said breathlessly: "Boss, something is wrong......

Wan Batian raised his hand and beckoned the staff to come over.

The staff didn't understand what it meant and walked straight over.

There was a snap and a loud slap in the face of the staff.

"I don't understand the rules for so long, don't you see me meeting guests? Come in and don't even knock on the door, are you tired of it?"

Cui Jindong was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word.

"Say, what the hell is going on?"

Batian lit a cigar.

The staff covered their faces, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding: "There is a person downstairs who smashed the field." ”

Wan Batian raised his head and glared at the staff: "Do you need to tell me about this kind of thing? What are you raising for? Tell someone to deal with this person quickly, and you get out immediately." ”

The staff looked embarrassed and did not move.

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Wan Batian threatened.

The staff couldn't help but say: "Boss, this person is a ruthless character, he has injured many of our brothers, and now he has reached the third floor, and no one can stop him, so I hurried to report this matter to you, boss." ”

"For so many years, no one has been able to break into the third floor, and it seems that this person has two brushes. ”

Wan Batian leaned back in his chair with a relaxed face, turned on the large screen on the wall, and checked the surveillance.

As soon as the screen opened, Yang Zijun appeared on the screen like a killing god, he went on a rampage, no one could stop him everywhere he went, and at this time he had already killed to the sixth floor.

"Ah!" Cui Jindong shouted, frightened, "Uncle Wan, this is the person, he is the one who beat me into this virtue, you must avenge me!"