"I know, but you must come back and let me see."

Zhang Hang looked at Mu Xinci with a red face but still staring at his eyes, and smiled silently, thinking that this woman still has something cute.

Zhang Hang nodded and said, "Okay, I know, I'll go find you when I'm done." ”

"Fucking idiot, am I fucking letting you go, master, I'll let you stop!"

Zhang Hang grabbed the little ruffian who was about to rush towards Mu Xinci, and then watched Mu Xinci enter the apartment with Dongdong before turning his head to look at him.

"Hey, let me ask you, did you just tell me that if I touched you, you would make me pay a lot of money?"

The little ruffian looked at Zhang Hang, his face gradually became ruthless, and he sneered: "Yes! That's it! Do you know who Lao Tzu is! The lawyer I know can bankrupt your entire family! ”

Zhang Hang nodded and put his arm around the little ruffian's shoulder, who wanted to break free, but found that Zhang Hang's strength was terrifying, and he couldn't even move.

After that, the little ruffian heard a very cold voice ringing in his ears.

"Can you tell me how much I will have to pay if you die?"

The little ruffian looked at Zhang Hang with a gloomy face, without a trace of human color in his eyes, and his body gradually trembled, it was a gaze as cold as death, and he didn't even have the slightest idea of resisting now.

"I didn't see your identity when you said that you were expensive, so I thought it would be enough to dig a pit for you in the suburbs, right?"

With that, Zhang Hang grinned, and then smashed a hard punch into the little ruffian's face.

In the dark night, there was hardly anyone in the high-end apartment of Mu Xinci's family, only Zhang Hang and the little ruffian walking. To be precise, Zhang is dragging this guy away.

"Why don't you let me go!"

From the beginning, the little ruffian began to scream frantically after he reacted, and this guy was also a little upset.

Some people are frightened, and they become speechless and afraid to squeak - but there are also people like this guy, who feel fear or strong stimulation, and struggle like crazy. Zhang Hang also knows a lot about this, so he is now pulling him to a "suitable" place.

Crowded places must be avoided, and if the plan in Zhang Xuan's mind can be implemented smoothly, then Mu Xinci will probably never have to be harassed by this guy in the future. Before meeting Mu Xinci's ex-husband, Zhang Hang still felt that no matter how he said it, this was also a matter of other people's families, and it had nothing to do with him, but now Zhang Hang doesn't think so.

If this kind of scum is left alone, sooner or later Mu Xinci and her son Dongdong will be harmed by this guy. In that case, let's solve it as soon as possible, so that he himself will be at ease.

But halfway through, Zhang Hang felt that this guy's struggle was becoming more and more intense, and the depressed mood in his heart also soared to the peak. Turning his head to look at him, Zhang Hang's eyes were full of cold disgust.

"Dog, don't you let me go! How the do you dare to hit me! Do you know who I am! ”

Being watched by Zhang Hang like this, the little ruffian was so frightened that he trembled violently, he didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Hang's eyes, but he shouted frantically, the purpose was actually to hope that someone could find out and save him.

"If you don't shut up, I don't mind if you can't open your mouth again." Zhang Xuan said coldly, without a trace of a smile on his face.

“…… You, what do you want, where the hell are you going to take me now? ”

Perhaps from Zhang Hang's expression, he felt Zhang Hang's seriousness, and the little ruffian was more or less restrained, and even had a hint of pleading in his tone.

"You'll know when you get there." Zhang Hang didn't look at him, but said lightly.

"I can give you money! I don't have to worry about what you just beat me up! ”

The little ruffian struggled twice, but in vain, and the hand that was clutched at his chest was almost as firm as an iron tong, so that the little ruffian could not move at all.

The little ruffian begged for money to tempt Zhang Hang, but he only got a disdainful snort in reply. After struggling frantically for a while, feeling futile, the little ruffian gritted his teeth, and then said, "You...... It's Mu Xinci's new boyfriend, isn't it! ”

Zhang Xuan turned his head to look at him and said, "Yes and what, no, does it have anything to do with you?" ”

"If you're doing this for Mu Xinci's sake, I'm going to tell you, it's not worth it at all!"

After that, the little ruffian didn't wait for Zhang Hang to reply to himself, and laughed wildly, his eyes full of resentment, "That woman...... It's just a bitch who can do her best! Idiot! You're just being used by her! ”

Zhang Hang slowly stopped, the little ruffian was stunned, and there was a burst of joy on his face, thinking that Zhang Hang had listened to his words. However, Zhang Hang's next sentence made him fall directly into hell.

"See that shovel for planting trees? Take it. ”

Zhang Xuan casually rolled up his sleeve, and then pointed to the shovel that was placed aside not far away, and said.

"Bastard, you, what are you going to do?"

The little ruffian felt a deep strangeness from Zhang Hang's overly natural and plain appearance, and asked a little uneasily, his voice trembling. Zhang Hang tilted his head, glanced at him, and said helplessly: "Don't you know where this is?" ”

The little ruffian looked around, and saw the stone monuments not far away, and a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean oozed from his thin and thick powdery face.

"Here...... Is it a cemetery? When he said this, the little ruffian felt that his waist was weak for a while, and his legs seemed to melt away, and he couldn't stand at all.

In the eyes of the little ruffian, the indifferent Zhang Hang was now as terrible as death-the little ruffian knew that Zhang Hang's indifference might come from the fact that he had already done too many similar things, or he was confident that he would never let himself run away. And no matter which possibility it is, the little ruffian asks himself, and he has no confidence to deny it.

"To be more accurate, it's the uncultivated woods near the cemetery, which I saw when I passed by...... But I think it's still a forest, but it's probably reserved for the cemetery. ”