Chapter 509: You Owe Me
Manager Zhao of the Star Glory Imperial City Hotel was as dead as ashes when he heard the explosion. He struggled to break free from the rope on his body.
The colleague next to him said helplessly: "Manager Zhao, save it!" Even if you break free, you won't be able to escape! â
"It's not that I'm going to get out!" Manager Zhao roared and said to the tattoo priest: "Hurry up and take me to meet your boss, I have something important to tell him!" "Listening to the voice, I was very anxious.
"What's the matter?" The tattoo who guarded the door said coldly: "You think that we adults can be seen when you meet?" â
"Was it the thirty-sixth floor that exploded just now?" Beads of sweat rolled down Manager Zhao's forehead, and his eyes widened and said, "Do you know why the thirty-sixth floor was built without windows?" The feng shui in it can't be destroyed! If it is destroyed, there will be a disaster of blood and light, and many people will die! â
"Manager Zhao, do you also believe in these superstitions?!" The colleague wanted to stop him, and if such a loud roar caused the Wenshi to be angry, it was not himself who suffered?
"Shut up!" The tattoo on the tattoo's face changed, and he said coldly: "What you said is very right, but it is useless for us at all." Because a lot of people have died now, that's what they want! â
"Look, I'm not lying to you! If you want to be pushed down from the thirty-sixth floor, it's easy. But if you want to leave alive, do what I ask! The ghost's cold, but overexcited voice with a trilling voice slowly sounded again: "Captain Wen, let them hurry up, remember, let the blood go!" â
"Yes!" Sergeant Tattoo nodded in agreement, stepping over half of the toppled and cracked tables, his gaze turning to the crowd with trembling legs.
The tattoos were also on guard, and the crowd was surrounded by tattoos and waiters in disguise, and if anyone dared to flee or resist, they would not hesitate to kill the other party.
Tang Yulan snorted coldly, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and said lazily: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to play this boring game with you!" The anger in his heart was a little over, and the ghost used the yang scheme, treating himself as a guinea pig that could be kneaded at will, and this feeling of being manipulated made him very unhappy.
"Mr. Tang was forced to die this time!" Matthew Baker sighed, looking at the increasingly frightened and crazy eyes of the guests, and sighed with infinite regret: "The current situation is completely inclined to ghosts, and Mr. Tang is helpless no matter how powerful he is."
"Then what should Yu Lan do?" Shen Shuting didn't notice that she subconsciously changed her name for Tang Yulan.
Matthew Baker shook his head helplessly, and as soon as his hand was released, the knife fell to the ground, and he didn't say a word.
"Hehe, it's not like you don't want to play now." The ghost sneered and said, "If you wanted to leave, you should have rushed out of the hall a long time ago, the super soldiers can't beat you, who else can stop you?" Since you're staying here, there's something you can't let go of in this place. So, you have to listen to me. â
Tang Yulan's eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the chair in front of him and smashed it towards the wall.
The chair shattered, sawdust flew everywhere, and the miniature black camera hidden in the recesses of the stone pillar was smashed out and thrown to the ground with a click.
The ghost saw a screen in a monitor screen that shook quickly, and then the camera fell to the ground, and the figure of Head Tang was gone, so he laughed instead of anger, and said gloomily: "Be angry, your anger shows that you have nothing to do."
Chu Yan didn't dare to relax for a moment, he was afraid that he would not be careful, Tang Yulan suddenly made a move, he was tense all the time, and he was vigilantly guarding carefully, as if guarding a nuclear bomb.
At the edge of the cracked wall, Torres Boone's body lay quietly in a pool of blood, but it was no longer anyone's attention.
The chief tattoo walked over to the many guests, pointed to a reporter standing in front, and said with a smile: "Come here, it's you!" â
"Don't! Don't let me go, I can write any article for you! You also know the role of journalists, and it will be miserable to be exposed! The reporter's face turned pale and his mouth trembled.
"I'm sorry, but the people of hell don't accept any threats and temptations!" Sergeant Wen said, holding the reporter's shoulder with his hand. The reporter couldn't bear the pain, the western knife in his hand fell, and the sergeant picked up the western knife from the air with his other hand, and directly wiped it on the reporter's neck, the major artery was cut, and the blood gushed like a spring. His methods are crisp and clear, decisive and ferocious, and killing people is like crushing an ant to death.
"What's more, journalists don't have any role for us right now." Chief Wen sneered, and the reporter pinched his neck with both hands, and walked forward more than ten meters before holding on to a dining table and slowly falling down.
I had seen too much blood happen in one night, and the guests' eyes were glazed and their minds were a little numb.
A few more people were selected by the sergeant chief, these people did not have the courage to resist the terms of the peace talks, they were ordered to take knives and walk towards Tang Yulan, they trembled when they walked, and the knives they held in both hands kept trembling.
Looking at these big bosses who are usually arrogant and well-dressed, their faces are as frightened as dirt at this time. Tang Yulan smiled coldly and made a decision in his heart.
Tang Yulan was afraid that his impulsiveness would cause even greater chaos, and at that time, it would be difficult to ensure the safety of his friends. He hoped that Tang Xingshu, Hua Qinyuan and the others would use him to leave alive, but would they be willing to do so? Even if they do, will the ghost really be able to talk?
"Captain Tang...... I...... Zhang Haode has been helped by the Flying Bird Group, so he really shouldn't do anything to you...... But...... But ...... "Zhang Haode, who was at the forefront, was hesitant and didn't know what to say."
"Boss Zhang!" Tang Yulan patted him on the shoulder, looking like I liked you very much, two puffs of smoke erupted from his nose, and he said slowly: "You set up the De Foundation and are keen on charity!" I've seen this for a long time, and if you can get out alive, you must help more people. Remember, you owe me! â
Zhang Haode hadn't come back to his senses yet, Tang Yulan held his elbow with his left hand and retracted it, and the Western food knife cut a bloody mark from his upper arm.
Zhang Haode looked ashamed, hung his head and said, "Head Tang, I owe you!" â
The elder Wen Shi smiled and said, "Okay, Captain Tang is really affectionate and righteous!" He waved his hand, and a tattoo took Zhang Haode to the door of the hall.
The benevolence and righteousness of the head of the Tang regiment made everyone see a glimmer of hope for life, and people rubbed their heads vigorously, recalling that when they were six years old, they were asked by the teacher to do good deeds, and gave the grandmother who had licked half of the lollipop to lose her teeth. In the winter, I sent warmth to those hungry and cold families, but accidentally set each other's houses on fire, etc., and all kinds of memories filled my mind. Many people are sloppy and listless. They found that they didn't have any good people and good deeds to take advantage of at the moment. 02
A few people were let go one after another, and there were a few more clear wounds on Captain Tang's right arm.
Hua Qinfei was blocked by many people, she couldn't see the situation, she could only hear some voices, and she was anxious to die.
Hu Guxiang squeezed into the middle of the crowd with all his might, and several reporters and noblewomen were pushed away by him mercilessly, the more greedy he was for life and afraid of death, the more he didn't expect the chief tattoo to choose him.
Hu Guxiang felt that the sky suddenly collapsed, and he hadn't thought about the lines of praying to Captain Tang yet, and he was extremely nervous in his heart, which felt more nervous than when the candidates were waiting for the college entrance examination to announce the answers.
The ghost just saw Tang Yulan's appearance from another surveillance video, and gritted his teeth angrily, which was not the same as he imagined. Originally, it was envisaged that either Tang Yulan would be seriously injured, or he would completely offend these people. No matter how strong the Flying Bird Regiment is, the gangsters and rich people in Lingjiang City have been offended, so can they still get mixed up, they definitely can't get mixed up! But who would have thought. Tang Yulan changed his way and made those people owe him a favor, a great kindness, this is a life-saving grace!
What made him feel even more depressed was that Commander Tang's body was extremely perverted, and his arm was cut through a wound, and there was not much blood flowing out of it. This also shows that it is not too smart to let those powerless guests deal with Tang Yulan.
However, this also stimulated his thirst for the tattoo on Captain Tang's chest even more!
The ghost is even willing to risk his life to try it himself, and if he can successfully tattoo such a wonderful tattoo on his body, maybe he will also gain a super ability like Captain Tang.
"Super soldiers are no match for him! Even in hell there are masters of the zĂ i. I'm afraid, even the prison envoy will not be his opponent! The ghost was a little excited, and he guessed, "Perhaps, only the Seven Great Demon Kings and the Prison Emperor can deal with him by force alone!" Tang Yulan, although I am not your opponent, I will make you the weakest state! â
The ghost watched the trembling middle-aged man and Hu Guxiang and the others walking towards Tang Yulan in the display screen, and he didn't have much interest in this anymore.
"Wait, it's time! It's time for these killers of the Postman family to appear! The ghost muttered to himself, and as soon as he finished speaking, a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You are the deputy manager of Lingyu Pharmaceutical Factory, and the drugs you produce are low-priced. Although you are just working there, I am not embarrassed for Ling Yu's name! Tang Yulan said, motioning for the middle-aged man in front of him to move.
The deputy manager of Lingyu Pharmaceutical Factory looked very energetic, he glanced at Tang Yulan gratefully, and the sharp Western knife slashed towards Tang Yulan's arm, but who knew that Tang Yulan's arm was extremely hard. This time he didn't get any blood, and he almost cried in a hurry.
"Useless guy!" Tang Yulan kicked him away.
Captain Wen looked left and right, and said indifferently, "Push him down!" â
The deputy manager, who was struggling, was dragged to the edge of the explosion by the tattoo man, goosebumps stood up all over his body from the cold wind, and the sound of fighting came from below.
The assistant manager shouted, "Don't! Halfway through his words, the whole person was thrown out, and the wailing died in the night sky.