Hang Antai was surprised, and Han Ye looked even more inexplicable.

As the saying goes, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

On the surface, he acted as if nothing had happened, but secretly he raised his guard.

After all, being surrounded and slashed by such a group of people is not a pleasant thing.

But I never expected that the other party was murderous and full of posture, and Hang Antai's roar was even more earth-shattering, but after a long time, the group of people didn't even move their nests.

What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

The two of them were surprised, and the person with the bandage first glanced at Han Ye, then turned his head to look at Hang Antai, and asked with a strange expression: "Is he the person you want me to clean up?"

"That's right, it's him! Hack him! Cut off his hand, pick his hamstrings, I don't think he will be so arrogant in the future!" Hang Antai's face was distorted, and his expression was hideous.

The bandaged man suddenly punched Hang Antai on the back of the head, and roared in his mouth: "Cut your mother, cut it! You bastard, you have bad intentions, don't you want to kill Lao Tzu? You actually find someone to cut him? Are you impatient?"

If you want to die, just jump off the building, don't drag our brothers into the water!"

Hang Antai was blindsided by this punch, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he asked in shock and anger: "Zhou Yang! What do you mean by this? Are you crazy? I promised to give you the hard money! I even paid the deposit, why did you turn around and refuse to admit it? Others still say that you talk about credibility, and you talk about fart credit?"

The man named Zhou Yang took out a step of banknotes and slammed them on Hang Antai's face.

"You just said that you want me to clean up a college student with no background, does he have no background?

The money will be returned to you, and if you pay 50,000 yuan, you want our brother to work hard for you, you are sick in the brain, right? Don't say 50,000, it is 500,000, 5 million, and Lao Tzu will not do it. Just kidding, he's something we can afford to mess with?"

Zhou Weicheng couldn't help but be stunned, he had carefully inquired about Han Ye's situation last night, he was a very ordinary college student, where did he come from and what background?

"Are you mistaken?"

Zhou Yang glared at him, and said with a fierce face: "Are you blind when I am blind? If others can admit their mistakes, he will admit their mistakes?"

Han Ye listened to the conversation between the two, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the bandaged man was a little familiar, so he asked, "Where have we met?"

"I've seen it, I've seen it. Zhou Yang listened to Han Ye's question, immediately changed his face, put away his fierce expression, and replied with a smile on his face, "You probably don't remember, I am the apprentice of Master Hong of the Heroic Martial Arts Pavilion, the apprentice grandson of the old hall owner, and I accompanied the old hall master to visit the hospital last time." ”

When Han Ye heard him say this, he immediately remembered, no wonder he felt that Zhou Yang was a little familiar this time, it turned out to be the martial arts disciple who was following Hong Yinghao.

His left hand was still broken by a punch when he was picking a martial arts hall.

It's just that because the scene was too chaotic at that time, there were too many people, and Zhou Yang was not very eye-catching, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

I didn't expect to meet it again here.

Han Ye smiled and said, "Since it's an old acquaintance, can we still fight?"

Zhou Yang hurriedly nodded and bent over: "How dare we do it with you, isn't that impatient? ”

Han Ye said: "Since that's the case, then I'll go to dinner, and Hang Antai will leave it to you to deal with yourself." ”

After saying that, he ignored these people, went straight to Lao Wei's pancake stall to buy a pancake fruit, and returned to school.

When Han Ye walked away, Zhou Yang's face changed again, and he returned to his previous ruthlessness and sharpness.

A big man behind him approached him and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yang, what is the origin of that Han Shao?"

Zhou Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know what the specific background is. Anyway, there are a lot of rumors, and the origin is very big, it is said that it may be the children of several big families in the province, the news that the owner of the old mansion Hong is guilty of Jing, you have all heard it, and it has something to do with him, there were three people in the ward at that time, and Han Shao was one of them. ”

The big man stammered: "Even a character like the old hall owner has to bow his head and make amends, we small characters, it's better to mess with him less." ”

Zhou Yang sighed and said, "Yes, otherwise I don't know how to die." ”

Speaking of this, he grabbed Hang Antai's back collar and pulled it hard, dragging him staggering back.

"I'm sorry, bro. Now that Han Shao has spoken, then you have to suffer a little, otherwise I won't be able to deal with it. ”

Hang Antai's face was as earthy as he was, trembling like chaff, and he almost didn't cry.

He spent so much money, he wanted to invite a few ruthless characters to deal with Han Ye to vent his hatred, but he didn't expect these underworld characters to defect!

If you don't deal with Han Ye, then forget it, it's nothing more than tens of thousands of yuan in water, but they still have to bite back!

These people are really discredited, white-eyed wolves, completely untrustworthy!

He's the one who paid first!

50,000 yuan, it can't stand up to Han Ye's words!

Didn't those friends he sent to investigate say that Han Ye had no background?

Why are even these underworld characters afraid of him?

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.

He was really killed by those friends!

Hang Antai begged for mercy with a handful of snot and tears, and at the same time said that he was lucky enough to pay for 50,000 hardships, and only hoped that Zhou Yang could open the net and let himself go.

Zhou Yang was also quite moved by the price offered by Hang Antai, but after hesitating for a long time and weighing it again and again, he finally shook his head like a knife.

Although he didn't really make a move with Han Ye just now, he was still a little worried that he would make the other party a little unhappy if he was so close to Hang Antai.

Han Ye was very angry, the consequences were very serious, and he could only use Hang Antai to make up for it.

Drag Hang Antai to a corner with fewer pedestrians, and let his brothers form a semi-circular human wall to isolate him from the outside world.

Zhou Yang lit a cigarette and shouted, "Fight!"

Seven or eight big men immediately clenched their big fists, like raindrops, and smashed them at Hang Antai, hitting and kicking Hang Antai violently, punching to the flesh and banging.

Hang Antai covered his head, curled up, and lay on the ground, only to feel the pain unbearable, crying like a pig, and kept begging for mercy.

Zhou Yang and the others are all hard-hearted, they are used to hearing this kind of voice, where will they be soft-hearted, and they will do it correctly.

These people are all veterans of beating people, especially Zhou Yang, who knows where it hurts the most and where it looks the worst, but it doesn't kill people, so they are extremely tricky.

Hang Antai was abused to the point that he was in pain, and he died and came back to life, and he wanted to die immediately and be freed.

The problem is that at such a time, even if he wants to die, he can't help it.

A group of big men beat him up for about a minute or two before they stopped.

Zhou Yang looked down at Hang Antai's condition and found that he was already breathing weakly, dying, his clothes were also torn to shreds, his skin was open, there was almost no good meat, and his face was covered with mud except blood.

Zhou Yang felt that Hang Antai's miserable appearance should be able to make a difference, so he nodded with satisfaction, greeted the brothers, and walked away, leaving Hang Antai alone.

When Zhou Yang's gang drove away, the pedestrians and students who were watching from a distance gathered around.

Some checked the situation, some called 110120, and more people exchanged heads and discussions:

"What's going on? Why was this guy beaten so badly?"

"What is the origin of those men in black? Did he mess with the underworld?"

"I don't know, those men in black seem to have been hired by him at great expense, and you can see that the money scattered on the ground is said to be a blessing for those people. ”

"Beaten by the people he invited? What did this unlucky boy do to make people angry like this?"

“……”

“……”

The onlookers were talking and sighing to each other, less sympathetic, more funny, feeling that the guy on the ground was simply self-inflicted.

If Hang Antai was a simple victim, they might be very sympathetic and angry.

But he lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot, which is really a little unsympathetic.