Zhang Shutong returned to the dormitory so unhurriedly, as for what happened that night, he wouldn't mention it to anyone, it was a dream, Song Yanran ...... Well, it's not bad.

It's just that he can't understand why Song Yanran, who is so proud, fell in love with himself, and can still do this kind of overlord hard bow, and his nature is no less than those big men.

It seems that the taste of the goddess is quite heavy.

In the dormitory, several people are getting together to brag, and the boys are talking about nothing more than that: women, women. Woman.

Chatting and chatting, Zhang Shutong felt a wave of sleepiness hit him, and just as he was about to sleep, there was a loud noise in his ears.

Bang.

After a few seconds, the lights came on in the entire dormitory, and complaints continued to be heard in the hallways and rooms.

"Third child, did you fart and wake me up. ”

"Fuck you, if my fart makes such a big move, I might as well just crash you. ”

"What the fuck is going on, which little restaurant blew up?"

"Let's go, go down and see, is the building collapsing?"

Zhang Shutong is also very curious, listening to this sound is not like a gas tank explosion or a flat tire, it is more like **.

Everyone left the dormitory and hurried to the scene of the explosion, which was on the edge of the artificial lake on their campus, and a few meters around it had almost been razed to the ground, and some trees had been blown off by the waist, revealing the dark side of the bombing.

At the center of the explosion, there was a blur of flesh and blood, it should be a person who was shattered by the huge impact, he couldn't see the number clearly, and his limbs were already mutilated, but it seemed that there should be a small number of people, after all, it was far away from the teaching area.

Zhang Shutong walked around the center of the explosion, frowning slightly, there is no doubt that it is **, whether it is a gas tank or something else, it is not so powerful, but the explosion site is far away from the dormitory, and no one else was injured.

"Brother, is this a fucking movie?

"Someone should have done it on purpose. Zhang Shutong could clearly see a short leg lying in the center of the explosion, still dripping blood, which was very shocking and disgusting to watch.

"It's fucking crazy. Hu Youwei pinched his nose, with a look of disgust, ** mixed with the smell of blood is really disgusting.

At this moment, someone patted Zhang Shutong on the shoulder.

When he turned his head, he saw that the man's face was covered with blood, his clothes were badly torn, and there were many wounds on his arms, as if they had been bruised.

"My brother is dead. The man's tone was very calm, and when he saw Zhang Shutong's puzzled face, he smiled awkwardly and explained, "We are the people under Lin Mu's hands. ”

Zhang Shutong suddenly became enlightened, Lin Mu had said before that he had arranged two dead soldiers for himself in the school to protect him, and then asked, "What's going on here?"

"Someone wants to blow up the entire boys' dormitory, and the target is you. After we found out, my companion dragged the man over here in order not to hurt the innocent, intending to jump into the lake with him in his arms. But before I could jump in, ** blew up. The man said lightly.

The more light and light he said, the more Zhang Shutong could imagine the dangerous scene at that time.

Zhang Shutong touched his nose, and even used **, Zheng Ying played very big this time. He patted the man on the shoulder, and said, "I will give him a sum of compensation, hoping that his family can live out their old age in peace." ”

The man didn't speak.

"Go to this person and take care of the wound. Zhang Shutong took out a business card of Zhou Zhou and handed it to the man.

Going to another hospital for this kind of injury will definitely alarm the police, and there is no problem in going to Zhou Zhou.

The man hesitated.

"Don't worry, I can do it myself. Go ahead. Zhang Shutong comforted him.

At this moment, Zhang Shutong's phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

As soon as the phone was connected, a yin and yang voice came from inside: "Zhang Shutong?"

"Who are you?"

"Hey, you're not dead, it looks like my plan wasn't very successful. Zheng Ying's body leaned lazily on the sofa and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"You're really not afraid of hurting other people? I'm the one you're going to kill, so there's no need for the boys in the whole school to be buried with you, right?"

"I really haven't thought about this, I just want you to die. But if one of the people who died with you gave one million, a hundred people would be a hundred million. Zheng Ying showed a cold smile: "You know what I'm doing, 100 million is nothing to me at all, and a dead person is nothing." ”

"It's kind of interesting. Zhang Shutong touched his chin: "It seems that I really have to make adequate preparations this time." ”

"Tonight's bombing is just the beginning, count it as a small gift from me. Zheng Ying said with a smile: "It's better for the two of us to make a deal, you let go, I'll stop." ”

"It's said that it's not rude, and I have to give you a gift in return to show my demeanor. ”

"Zhang Shutong, don't be reckless, you are in the light and I am in the dark, you know better than me who are the people under me. Play with me Zheng Ying, are you qualified?"

"We'll see. ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Shutong turned around and left, calling Hu Youwei and Mu Sirong to his side, and the three of them had to discuss how to return a big gift.

This gift must not be smaller than what he just made. That's what makes it enjoyable.

Two hours later, a few people went back to the dormitory and fell asleep!

The next day at noon.

Zheng Ying leaned on the sofa at home, and there were two men in black standing in front of him, both with solemn expressions, and they didn't even dare to look directly into Zheng Ying's eyes, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

In the eyes of these outlaws, Zheng Ying is the real Lord of Yama, even Liao Hai, who has been with him for so many years, will be slaughtered, let alone their group of unpopular people.

"What do you mean you can't find anyone?" Zheng Ying said in a deep voice.

"I don't know. I heard that Zhang Shutong picked up Hantou's sister yesterday. ”

"Then why are you still stupid, going to rob people. ”

"We don't know where people are now, where to rob them?" said one of them.

Zheng Ying raised his head and looked at him for two seconds, saw that the person's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, smiled, and then hooked his finger at him.

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth, arched his body slightly, and put his head in front of Su Zhengying.

Zheng Ying grabbed the man's collar, pressed his head on the coffee table, picked up the ashtray on it and smashed it directly, roaring angrily while smashing it back: "Can you snatch the person back for me, can, can?"

"Yes. Yes. The man hurriedly responded.

However, Zheng Ying did not stop for this, but smashed it more violently, as fast as it was, and slammed it once.

Blood flowed from the man's head, and in an instant it stained the coffee table red, and then something white was smashed out.

**Mixed with blood, it looks particularly shocking.

It wasn't until the person was stoned to death that Zheng Ying put down the ashtray in his hand and wiped his hands with a towel on the side, and the red and white towel was thrown on the deceased's face by him.

Someone immediately came to clean up the mess and dragged the deceased out to deal with it. ，

The rest of the man stood shivering in place, his trouser leg soaked with heat, and he was so scared that he peed his pants.

"Can people snatch it back?" Zheng Ying picked up a piece of watermelon with the hand whose blood had not completely dried up, and ate it with relish, and the red left on the corner of his mouth did not know whether it was watermelon juice or blood.

"Yes. Even if he hid the person to the Lord of Yama, I will bring the person back. The man said hurriedly.

Zheng Ying waved his hand to let the man leave, and he picked up another piece of watermelon and ate it very sweetly.

Not long after, Zheng Ying's phone rang, and he put the phone on speakerphone while eating watermelon.

"Boss, our J City line has made the police even the nest. ”

"What?" Zheng Ying's face sank.

"Not a single one escaped, and the whole army was wiped out. Fortunately, I was not there to report to you. ”

"Damn it. Zheng Ying hung up the phone, remembered Zhang Shutong's words yesterday, and silently thought in his heart: You kid is looking for death.

The phone rings again.

"Boss, our base camp in Dongcheng has been checked, all the goods have been checked, and tens of millions have been lost. Fortunately, the brothers fled. ”

"I'd rather you all die in the East City than have my goods searched. Zheng Ying said with a roar.

It must have been Zhang Shutong's doing, and it was the fool who betrayed me. Zheng Ying clenched his fists and wanted to call the other brothers to be careful themselves, but the phone rang again.

Looking at the familiar number on the phone, Zheng Ying's heart chuckled.

"Boss, our factory in Liuzhou was investigated, and the police went to thousands of people, even the nest. The other's voice sobbed.

"What are you doing to eat, don't you say it's foolproof?" Zheng Ying frowned, extremely angry.

"Suddenly, completely defenseless. ”

Within a day, his network and factory were all wiped out, and apart from Zhang Shutong, he really couldn't think of anyone with such ability.

Zheng Ying's head hurts, and so many years of hard work have been burned. But fortunately, there is still money on the company's books, and that money is enough for anyone to kill Zhang Shutong for it.

Rubbing his forehead, Zheng Ying suddenly got up, and wanted to find someone to handle Zhang Shutong immediately, no matter how big the cost, before this evening, he would see Zhang Shutong's body lying in front of him.

The phone rang for the Nth time.

"Boss, our company's account has been seized, and we can't move a penny. ”

Zheng Ying sat down on the sofa dejectedly, and shouted hoarsely: "Crazy, you must be a fucking mad dog." ”