Zhou Yang followed the business car around the city for about half an hour, and actually plunged into the slum where Zhou Yang lived. After walking through the slum for a while, I stopped outside a courtyard house. Of course, this quadrangle is not Zhou Yang's, but the distance is not too far, about three or four hundred meters.

After the business car in front stopped at the side of the alley, six men in suits got down and walked into the courtyard, and when they got off the bus, they all looked around. When they walked in, they didn't pay attention to Zhou Yang in the car, and they didn't know if they didn't take Zhou Yang in their eyes, or if they were very confident in their two gun-wielding brothers.

They didn't come to find Zhou Yang, but Zhou Yang, under the trend of curiosity, got out of the car and stuffed the bloody red scorpion into the crack of the door, and the next thing was much easier. Zhou Yang has decided not to take action easily in the future since he suffered a little loss in the fight with those ruffians yesterday, and it is strange that he really wants to break in like that and not be shot and killed indiscriminately.

The bloody red scorpion went in for about half an hour, crawled out with a swagger, and automatically got into the bamboo tube. Looking at the stance, the guys inside have all been solved.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang stepped forward and kicked the door open with one foot, and found that there were men in black lying in the courtyard inside, and a middle-aged man fell on the Taishi chair in the middle. Look at the stance, that guy should be their leader.

Zhou Yang thought about interrogating him, and interrogating might be able to find out why they were bothering Fang Xueluo. So he grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the car, and after dragging him into the car, the other two minions naturally threw him down. For Zhou Yang, they don't have any use value.

After throwing down the two minions, he reversed the car directly and drove to his own house. The two places are relatively close, three or four minutes away. When he got home, Zhou Yang drove the car directly into the yard. Although the gangsters couldn't imagine that they would be so close to their lair, they couldn't park their cars outside so swaggeringly, isn't this a lack of strings?

After driving the car into the yard, Zhou Yang locked the gate of the yard upside down, and then dragged the middle-aged man out of the car. This middle-aged man is unconscious and unable to move, but he still looks a little imposing, although he is not fierce, but there is a fierce anger between his eyebrows, he is a very vicious person.

When Zhou Yang was in the primeval jungle, the old drunkard also taught him some physiognomy techniques, although this thing is mysterious, but it also has a certain basis. The so-called relationship is born from the heart, and it is impossible for a scheming person to have an unreserved bright smile on his face.

For the sake of safety, Zhou Yang searched his body first, paid a small pistol on his waist and a small dagger hidden in his socks, and then tied him up with hemp rope, and then slowly untied him from the venom of the red scorpion.

The poison of the red scorpion is the most powerful anesthetic in the world, it can't help but be powerful, and the effect is strong, if Zhou Yang does not detoxify it, even if the best experts in Chinese and Western medicine are invited, it is impossible to make the patient sober up in one day.

After the middle-aged man slowly regained consciousness, he struggled a few times, and found that after finding that he was in the environment, he didn't make a fuss, let alone call, but looked around very calmly, and when his eyes noticed Zhou Yang, he took a closer look and asked puzzledly: "These little brothers, Lian seems to have no grievances with you, no enmity, no friendship, right?"

"Huh. Zhou Yang chuckled, played with the small dagger found from him in his hand, and said lightly: "If it weren't for me being a little shrewd, I might have said this sentence to you." ”

"This..."The middle-aged man frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Brother, how do you say this?"

"I'm going to ask you more. Why was I driving on the road in a dignified manner, when two men in black suddenly took me hostage with money and went with them? Zhou Yang said angrily.

"It's probably a misunderstanding, brother. The middle-aged man hurriedly said.

Zhou Yang didn't pay attention to him, and the fool thought it was a misunderstanding. "If it's a misunderstanding, let the police tell me, I'll see how you explain your misunderstanding of threatening people with guns. ”

"This ......" As soon as Zhou Yang moved out of the police, the panic on the middle-aged man's face became even more obvious. They are ** and are naturally restrained by the police. Moreover, the ban on guns here on the mainland is particularly strict, and if we knew that all of them had guns, we would not care whether they were Taiwan compatriots or not, and they would still be shot, and this would be a destabilizing factor that seriously endangered social harmony. "Brother, we have something to say, something to say. ”

"I'd like to talk about it, but you won't give me a chance. Zhou Yang walked up to the middle-aged man and said with a sneer: "You make me scared, I only have ......"

Before Zhou Yang finished speaking, the right hand holding the dagger had already stabbed the middle-aged man's chest, the middle-aged man grinned in pain, he gritted his teeth and gasped and looked at Zhou Yang with a calm expression, he had walked the rivers and lakes for twenty or thirty years, and he had never seen this person, his face did not change when he started, and his heart did not beat, no matter how ruthless the person was, he would not be so calm, after all, this was stabbing people, not killing pigs.

In Zhou Yang's eyes, he is no different from a pig, the only difference is that a pig will not hurt himself, while this middle-aged man will. Therefore, the attitude towards it should be more cold.

"You're making me feel unsafe, so I'm going to have to keep you under control. Zhou Yang took out the bloody red scorpion from the bamboo tube and introduced himself calmly: "I forgot to tell you, I am a doctor, my specialty is saving people, and my specialty is killing people, but what I am best at is... Let you not survive and die. ”

Zhou Yang's words were calm, but when they fell into the ears of the middle-aged man, he was sure that the young man in front of him was not lying to him, he was real.

"Brother, brother. I can give you whatever you want, money, women, I can satisfy you, can you ......" This Taiwanese gangster who is known as a blood wolf on the rivers and lakes had to beg for mercy this time. He had been cut off, and he had been shot in the head, but he had never been so frightened as he was today. Because this kid is so unhuman, he is simply a devil.

Before the middle-aged man finished his panicked words, Zhou Yang interrupted him indifferently: "Can you not be so naïve?" Everyone knows that now that we have formed a relationship, a fool will believe that this matter can be good." Now there are only two solutions, one, you die. Second, you might as well be controlled by me as you live. My choice is for you to live, but it must be within my control. As for you saying that you have money and women, I control you, and you are worried that you will not give me tribute?"

Zhou Yang's words were transparent, although they were more direct.

After being analyzed by Zhou Yang like this, the middle-aged man understood that it was impossible to be good in this matter today. He just didn't expect that he had broken through the rivers and seas, and finally capsized in this gutter, and it was a young hairy boy who cleaned up himself.