"What do you say? Kind of say it again! ”

When the big man heard this, he became angry.

Boom!

Yang Zhan slammed into it with a punch.

This punch smashed on the face of the big man, and the big man was beaten back five steps before he barely stood firm, the big man's nose was broken, and the blood gushed out, he touched it with his hand, and when he saw the blood, the whole person was trembling: "How dare you hit me?" Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Lao Tzu is the king of this street, and everyone here has to pay me a protection fee......"

Before Dahan finished speaking, Yang Zhan's figure flashed and he had already come to him.

Yang Zhan pinched the big man's arm and tore it gently.

Smack!

The big man's arm was torn off, blood gushed out, and the men and women in front of him had no time to dodge, they were stained with blood, and let out bursts of panicked screams.

And Dahan was directly fainted to death in pain!

Yang Zhan stepped on Dahan's wound and stepped on it heavily, and Dahan woke up in pain again, pounced like a mad dog.

"Dog, if you don't die today, I won't be surnamed Yang!"

Yang Zhan punched Dahan in the abdomen.

The big man was so painful that he hugged his abdomen and squatted.

Yang Zhan hugged the big man's head with both hands and slammed it hard.

Smack!

The big man's eyes were wide, but he was soon consumed by despair, and finally fell to the ground motionless.

"Ah......h

The men and women around were so frightened that they hugged their heads and ran away.

Yang Zhan raised his footboard and stepped lightly, crushing the body of the big man like stepping on an ant.

The whole street was panicked, and soon a young man rushed over, and when they saw the broken body of the big man, they couldn't help but vomit, and a captain forced his composure and said sharply: "You are dead, and you dare to kill our boss?" You're dead!!! ”

"Long Wu, clear the field, don't leave any of them!"

Yang Zhan said coldly.

"Yes!"

Long Wu entered the crowd and immediately started a fight, accompanied by a cry of pain, and a thug fell in a pool of blood.

At this time, Yang Zhan came to the old man tremblingly.

"You don't come, you don't come ......"

The old man was so frightened that he desperately retreated out.

"Dad, it's me." Yang Zhan's voice was hoarse, tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, and he snapped and knelt down in front of the old man: "I'm sorry, it's the child who is unfilial, and I couldn't be by your side when you were in the most pain......"

"I'm your dad?"

The old man suddenly laughed.

Laughing and laughing, the old man cheered: "I have a son, I have a son......"

Yang Zhan's heart was full of pain.

He clenched his fists tightly.

There was a dead silence all around, all the gangsters fell, Long Wu stood respectfully not far behind him, and those panicked men and women seemed to understand something, standing not far away, pointing at Yang Zhan.

"Dad, let's go back."

Yang Zhan suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, took the old man's hand, and took two chicken wings from a barbecue stall under the frightened and curious eyes of everyone.

"Roast chicken wings, I like to eat ......"

The old man was overjoyed, gnawing on the chicken wings excitedly, but obediently followed Yang Zhan out.

Just when he walked to a shop, the old man suddenly pointed to the wall of the shop and kept shouting.

Yang Zhan looked up, but he was suddenly shocked.

I saw that there were all kinds of antiques, poems and paintings in the shop, and on the wall in the center of the lobby, there was a painting.

There are four people in the painting.

It was Yang Zhan, Yang Yan, Yang Ping and Yang Bufan.

This is exactly what Yang Yan did ten years ago, when Yang Zhan was just about to leave home, and the family took a family photo, and then Yang Yan drew the same picture on the photo.

This painting has been hanging in the lobby of the Yang family's mansion.

No wonder Yang Bufan has been wandering here, it turns out that it is because of this family photo!

"Long Wu, look at my father."

Yang Zhan said a word and walked towards the store.

"What are you going to do, don't come in!" The owner of the shop was frightened, he just saw Yang Zhan stepping on the big man with one foot, his heart was full of fear of Yang Zhan, and he yelled at the shopkeeper: "What are you still doing in a daze, close the door for me immediately!" ”

"Yes yes yes ......"

The shopkeeper nodded desperately, but he didn't dare to approach Yang Zhan.

"Where did you get this painting?"

Yang Zhan coldly pointed to the painting on the wall.

"You've got a crush on this painting?" The boss's face changed: "I got this painting from the Yang family, it is worth at least one million, you don't have a million, don't think about it, if you dare to do it here, I will call the police immediately!" ”

"This is my sister's painting, no one in the world can touch it!"

Yang Zhan took down the painting and stroked Yang Yan on the painting tremblingly.

At that time, Yang Yan was only fourteen years old, one year older than Yang Zhan, and she smiled so happily and so cutely.

But Yang Zhan returned again, but people were wrong, Yang Yan died tragically, Yang Ping rebelled, Yang Bufan went insane, and the family perished!

Smack!

Yang Zhan tore off Yang Ping from the painting!

"You dare to tear my paintings! I'm fighting with you! ”

The boss picked up the wooden stick and pounced on Yang Zhan, slashing at Yang Zhan's head.

Syllable!

Yang Zhan grabbed the wooden stick that had been chopped up, and with a gentle pinch, the wooden stick turned into powder.

The boss was pale and frightened, so he could only say cautiously: "You...... Are you the person in the painting? Yang Yan's younger brother? ”

"You don't deserve this painting!"

Yang Zhan said a word, and walked out with the painting.

As soon as he walked out of the store, he saw a young man rushing up, led by a middle-aged man full of majesty.

"Master Liang, are you here?" The boss walked out excitedly and shouted at the middle-aged man: "This villain killed Wu Biao, and he also snatched my painting worth one million!" Please be sure to make decisions for me. ”

The men and women around all surrounded at this time, pointing at Yang Zhan.

"Boy, this is the place I manage, pay off debts, kill people to pay for your life, you take other people's paintings, you have to give him money, you kill Fu Biao, you have to pay for your life!"

The middle-aged man was full of majesty.

"How much is this painting worth?"

Yang Zhan asked.

"It's at least worth a million, if you give me a million, I'll let you take it, but I think you should be Yang Yan's younger brother, can you take out a million?" The shopkeeper's eyes were full of ridicule: "Yang Yan owes a huge amount of gambling money, and now it hasn't been paid off, and the Yang family has perished again, can you, a lost dog, come up with a million?" ”

"It turns out that he is Yang Yan's rotten brother?"

"It's no wonder that he killed Fu Biao who humiliated Yang Bufan, but this is Nanzhou, and if you kill someone, you have to pay for your life!"

"Yang Yan's three-eight, a rotten gambler, has not paid off the money owed, can he, a lost dog, take out a million? Phew! ”

"Yang Bufan, the former richest man in Nanzhou, has become a beggar, and the Yang family has long been bankrupt, not to mention a million, and he can't even take out a thousand yuan!"

The men and women around were all mocking.

"I don't care who you are, immediately put down the painting for me, kneel down and repent!"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Syllable!

Long Wu stepped forward, slapped the middle-aged man in the face hard, and took out a red notebook before the other party got angry.

"Oh my God!!"

When he saw the words on the notebook, the middle-aged man gasped, and retreated with a pale face, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

"What's going on? Isn't he the lost dog of the Yang family? Why is even Liang Ye afraid of him? ”

Everyone was stunned.

Yang Zhan came to the shopkeeper, took out a bank card from his pocket, and smashed it on the boss's face: "One million, I bought it." ”

"You, a lost dog, can also come up with a million?" The boss's eyes were full of ridicule, but when he saw the supreme peony card on the ground, his face changed: "Oh my God, this ...... This is the legend that there are only three supreme peony cards in the entire hot summer? I heard that it can withdraw unlimited amounts from the bank, oh my god......"