Chapter Twenty-Four: Hardness

A sullen fist slammed into Zhang Xiaofeng's stomach, Zhang Xiaofeng's expression distorted a little, and he snorted, and his brain only felt a buzz.

Fuck these dogs are too ruthless, Zhang Xiaofeng has never suffered such a big loss in his life.

Chen Sanzhu waved his hand at the thug in front of Zhang Xiaofeng, signaling him to stop first, then looked at Zhang Xiaofeng's flushed face, laughed dryly, and said, "My son was beaten like that by you, and now he is still fucking lying in the hospital, do you know why I didn't trouble you?"

Zhang Xiaofeng didn't say a word, frowning at the spasm in the ninja's abdomen.

"It's because I know that you have this day, and sooner or later you will anger Changyu, and when the time comes, I will catch you and take my son's share back, and whether you are dead or disabled, there will be Changyu to help me take care of it, do you understand, young man?"

Zhang Xiaofeng listened to Li Sanzhu's "heartfelt words" and knew that this guy didn't plan to let him leave alive.

Zhang Xiaofeng really doesn't understand, how can this guy have so much confidence and dare to do this kind of thing, Zhang Yu has so much strength? If he has money, he dares to do this kind of thing? Then he now has 100 million, and he is forced to see Zhang Xiaofeng's entire damn reward, and he doesn't want to fix those moths, what to buy land, and directly hire a few people who don't want to live to take the head of this litter of beasts!

Zhang Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, while thinking about these messy things to distract himself.

Li Sanzhu muttered something in his mouth, and then walked in the direction of Zhang Xiaofeng step by step.

"Do you remember how you beat my son?" Li Sanzhu's tone suddenly became irritable, and he grabbed Zhang Xiaofeng's hair, making Zhang Xiaofeng's originally hanging head raise and be level with his own line of sight.

The corners of Zhang Xiaofeng's mouth hooked, and he spat directly on his face.

"Fight, you can't beat Lao Tzu today, you can wash your dog's neck and shave it and wait for Lao Tzu." ”

Li Sanzhu ignored Zhang Xiaofeng's insulting words, in his eyes, Zhang Xiaofeng seemed to be a dead man completely, how could a dead man make him angry?

Li Sanzhu snatched the stick from the man on the side, and then hit Zhang Xiaofeng's left shoulder fiercely.

"!" Zhang Xiaofeng gasped.

It hurts, this grandson is a killer!

Li Sanzhu laughed twice: "I heard that you took a branch and broke my son?" Lao Tzu doesn't have your ability, you can only use a stick, but don't worry, Lao Tzu will definitely break your arm." ”

After speaking, Li Sanzhu's second stick smashed down on Zhang Xiaofeng's left shoulder.

"Do you know what Zhang Yu told me? He said, this kid doesn't need to stay, I'll give you a head if something happens. ”

Li Sanzhu laughed twice.

"For so many years, I've followed him for so many years, and I've never heard of anyone who could force him to say this, and you're the first. ”

Zhang Xiaofeng lowered his head and gritted his teeth, the sharp pain in his left shoulder was simply too torturous.

Li Sanzhu's third stick came down again, and once again hit Zhang Xiaofeng's left shoulder with unmistakable accuracy.

With a crisp sound, the green tendons on Zhang Xiaofeng's head instantly exploded.

", hmm!" Zhang Xiaofeng snorted.

"Does it hurt, does my son hurt?" Li Sanzhu asked with a smile, with a little violence in his eyes, he directly picked up the stick in his hand and prepared to smash it towards Zhang Xiaofeng's head.

"Bang!" the door was kicked open.

"SWAT, don't move! Squat in the corner with your head in your hands!" a loud shout made everyone in the room a little confused.

This is an old fertilizer factory, far away in the suburbs, and there is a forest outside, and Li Sanzhu usually does his errands here, no matter who he teaches or talks about, he has never made any mistakes! How did the police find here?

Chen Zhong walked out from behind the group of special police, glanced at Zhang Xiaofeng who was tied to the machine tool, squinted his eyes, and couldn't see any anger on his calm face, but those who were familiar with Chen Zhong knew that he was definitely not comfortable at this time, which could be seen from Chen Zhong's tense calves.

When Li Sanzhu saw Chen Zhong, his originally nervous heart suddenly relaxed.

Old friend, he's here again, there shouldn't be anything wrong today, after all, for so many years, Li Sanzhu has done so many bad things, and in the end he can pass smoothly, although Zhang Yu didn't say anything to do, but Li Sanzhu knows that this matter is absolutely inseparable from Chen Zhong.

"Haha, it turned out to be Brother Li, why didn't you say it before you came......"

Before Li Sanzhu finished speaking, he heard a bang.

Looking forward again, I saw Chen Zhong holding a pistol in his hand, facing Li Sanzhu's head, impartial, not the slightest, the bang just now should be Chen Zhong's gun.

"First shot, warning, second shot, headshot!" Chen Zhong said in a low voice, although his voice was low, it made the hearts of Li Sanzhu and the others half cold.

It's not a friendly army, it's not a show, it's real!

"Brother Chen!" Li Sanzhu wanted to step forward and make his words clear, but Chen Zhong directly aimed the gun at Li Sanzhu's eyebrows, and roared in his mouth: "Squatting in the corner of the wall with your head in your hands!

Li Sanzhu instinctively took a step back, he did those bad things on weekdays, he was still instinctively afraid of the muzzle of the gun, the real gun, the things that could kill him.

Li Sanzhu obediently stepped back, holding his head in his hands, and the group of little brothers who followed him squatted in the corner, and they didn't dare to come out.

Chen Zhong pointed at Li Sanzhu's gun and never put it down, at this moment he slowly moved forward, walked to Zhang Xiaofeng's side, looked at his left arm, and frowned unnaturally again.

Pinning the gun to his waist, Chen Zhong immediately loosened Zhang Xiaofeng's rope.

Zhang Xiaofeng's face turned pale, looked at Chen Zhong, and muttered helplessly: "This is counted, a work injury!"

The director sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, I'm here to vent your anger today!" Chen Zhong suddenly said something that didn't fit his style.

"Do you still have the strength?" asked Chen Zhong.

Zhang Xiaofeng instantly understood what the director meant, moved his right arm, and nodded weakly.

"Is this okay?" Zhang Xiaofeng looked at Chen Zhong and asked.

"Okay. Chen Zhong still has that cold temperament, but the word he said is very heavy.

Zhang Xiaofeng glanced at the black barrels behind him, the corners of his mouth rose upward, he bent down and picked up a stick casually, and walked directly towards Li Sanzhu's group of people who were squatting in the corner.

I saw that Zhang Xiaofeng didn't use much force, just raised the stick in his hand lightly and smashed it on Li Sanzhu's body.

The next moment, Li Sanzhu's screams rang out instantly.

The entire fertilizer plant was filled with Li Sanzhu's screams.

Zhang Xiaofeng didn't give him a chance to react at all, he directly stretched out his hand, carried a stick and smashed it down on Chen Zhong's body again.

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaofeng hit a stick again, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Li Sanzhu's mouth, and his face was pale and he fainted.

Zhang Xiaofeng kicked Li Sanzhu with his foot, lying on his stomach softly, and then walked directly to the side, stretched out a stick, and came to the people who were squatting on the ground on the side.

It was obviously much lighter, although everyone was in pain, it was not as exaggerated as Chen Sanzhu at all, in fact, Zhang Xiaofeng didn't even use the Cangsong stick method, he just used his own strength to hit such a stick.

"Li Sanzhu resisted arrest, and the police had no choice but to act, is it clear?" Chen Zhong looked back at his subordinates and said.

"Understood!" everyone replied in unison.

A policewoman looked up at Zhang Xiaofeng with a complicated expression, and finally looked at Zhang Xiaofeng's left arm hanging down, and finally didn't speak.