The group did not take Song Yan and Han Sha out of the urban village, but took them to a box in a teahouse in the urban village. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There was a middle-aged fat man with a volume of more than 200 pounds sitting in the box, but his left hand was tied with a strap and hung up on his neck, which was slightly funny.

"Boss, we found out that these two were inquiring about the whereabouts of the little bastard, so we brought them back. The flat-headed man who came back with Song Yan reported to the fat middle-aged man.

The middle-aged fat man squinted, and when he saw Han Sha's face clearly, a lewd light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Who are you two? Why are you looking for Wang Ziming?"

"Who are you, and what are you asking us for?"

Song Yan asked rhetorically, and as he spoke, he reached out and pulled over a chair and said to Han Sha, "Sister Sha, please take a seat." ”

Han Sha couldn't help but glance at Song Yan, but she wasn't worried that this group of people would be able to help her and Song Yan, after all, Song Yan's skills were there, not to mention five people, even if there were five more.

"Paralyzed, who let you sit!"

The flat-headed man kicked down on a chair and scolded at Song Yan.

Song Yan's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at the flat-headed man and said, "Move the chair over and put it away." ”

"! what kind of onion are you, dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this!" The flat-headed man couldn't help but be furious, and raised his hand to slap Song Yan.

As soon as he grabbed it, Song Yankou clasped the wrist of the flat-headed man, and then hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a neat knee, and suddenly, the flat-headed man screamed, and his body arched into a big shrimp in pain.

Song Yan let go of him and said coldly: "I've brought the chair version here!"

"I'll fuck you!"

The flat-headed man burst into a shout, pulled out the steel pipe pinned to his waist, and smashed it at Song Yan's head.

"Bang!"

At the moment when he swung the pole, a big foot wearing a size 42 shoe kicked him in the lower abdomen again, and suddenly, the flat-headed man flew out like a kite with a broken string, hit the wall of the box, and then bounced back and fell to the ground.

"him!"

When the other three thugs saw their companions kicking them away, they were immediately furious, and they all pulled out steel pipes and hit Song Yan on his head and face.

I saw Song Yan's figure flickering, and the three gangsters felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they lost their target.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three knives slashed at the back of the three thugs' necks almost in no particular order, and the three of them fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

The middle-aged fat man couldn't help but be surprised to see his four men being knocked down in less than a minute.

After cooking the four of them, Song Yan moved the chair behind Han Sha again and said with a smile: "Sister Sha, please take a seat!"

"Don't be weird, it's important to get down to business!" Han Sha said angrily.

"Obey!" Song Yan frowned and blinked, and then looked at the middle-aged fat man and asked with a big grin: "That fat man, your hand was cut by Wang Ziming?"

After a short period of surprise, the middle-aged fat man had regained his composure, and when he heard Song Yan call him fat, a trace of annoyance flashed on his face, and he said with a cold face: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Song Yan disappeared in place, but he came to the middle-aged fat man, and his probe grabbed his neck, and with a little force, the fat man's body was out of the ground.

Feeling the big hand around his neck like an iron hoop, Huang Nanshan felt that his breathing was getting shorter and faster, and his soul seemed to be about to come out of his shell.

Just when he thought he was about to die, the palm suddenly let go.

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground like a lump of rotten meat, coughing and breathing a few times before returning to normal.

"I ask you to answer, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will get angry!" Song Yan stared at him condescendingly, playing with taste: "Say, did your hand be cut by Wang Ziming!"

"It's him. Huang Nanshan hesitated and nodded, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and when they dealt with this kid, they would slowly find him for revenge.

"Why did he cut you?" Song Yan continued to ask.

"I don't know either!" Huang Nanshan's eyes flickered slightly.

"I really don't know?" Song Yan's tone was a little colder.

"I really don't know why he cut me!" Huang Nanshan said stiffly.

Song Yan waved his hand, and a steel pipe fell on his hand, and then fell, smashing heavily on the other arm of Huangshan City, with a click, his right arm was broken in response.

Suddenly, Huang Nanshan let out a terrible scream, and the fat on his body also twitched.

"If you say a word of panic, I'll break one of your hands or feet! If you think you're a spider with enough legs and feet, please keep lying!" Song Yan sneered.

"Don't ...... I say...... I ordered someone to hurt that boy's grandmother, so he's going to cut me!"

Han Sha, who was still a little unbearable, heard that Wang Ziming's grandmother was injured by him, and the little sympathy in her heart suddenly dissipated, but instead scolded: "Do you still have a conscience, even a seventy or eighty-year-old man can do it!"

"Sister Sha, if you talk to this kind of person about your conscience, then they have to have a conscience!" Song Yan rolled his eyes and said, and then continued to ask Huang Nanshan: "Then why are you looking for someone to hurt his grandmother!"

Under the forced gaze of Song Yan's eyes, Huang Nanshan didn't dare to lie: "When I was dealing with a traitor, I happened to be hit by the old lady who was picking up garbage, and then she called the police, I just wanted to warn her, I didn't think about killing her, she fell to the ground and fell to her death!"

"How do you know she went to the police?"

"The director of the police station is my cousin!" Huang Nanshan said truthfully.

"Then do you know where Wang Ziming went?"

"I don't know, I'm looking for him everywhere too!"

"Click!"

The steel pipe in Song Yan's hand was raised again, breaking one of Huang Nanshan's legs, and then regardless of the screaming him, he threw away the steel pipe and took Han Sha's hand, and walked outside.

After walking out of the teahouse, Han Sha said indignantly: "Just let him go?"

"We are not policemen, I broke one of his hands and one leg to avenge Wang Ziming's grandmother, now what we have to do is to find Wang Ziming!" Song Yan shrugged helplessly.

"That's the only way!" Han Sha said in a depressed mood: "By the way, can you find Wang Ziming?"

"Don't worry, as long as he is still in Xiangcheng, I can find him!" Song Yan gave Han Sha a reassuring look.

Just as Song Yan and Han Sha walked out of the urban village and were about to drive away, two police cars drove quickly, and a group of policemen rushed down from above, pointed guns at them and said, "Raise your hands, don't move!"

Suddenly, Han Sha's face changed greatly, and there was a worry in her eyes.

And Song Yan's face was also cold.

"This man and woman are dangerous elements, take them away with a hand!" Ma Dong waved his hand and ordered with a cold face, just now he received a call from Huang Nanshan, saying that a man and a woman broke one of his legs and one arm, and forced him to ask a lot of questions, and moreover, he also confessed his cousin.

Hearing the news, Ma Dong couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly summoned his subordinates to rush over and block Song Yan and Han Sha.