Everyone heard the sound and looked.

I saw a middle-aged man with a dignified face walking in.

When the eighth master saw this person, he immediately withered, and stood honestly and didn't dare to move.

The person who came was Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao glanced at the eighth master with the gun and the others, and then looked at Han Chenyang.

The clever man understood what was going on in the private room.

Lao Zhao hurriedly walked to Han Chenyang's side and asked with a worried face, "Master, are you okay?" ”

Han Chenyang had a relationship with him in Zhongzhou Shopping Mall, but he also recognized him, and said with a smile: "Aren't you Lao Zhao?" Why are you here? ”

Lao Zhao replied respectfully: "I made a special trip to Jiangcheng University today in the hope of inviting the master back to the humble house to see my father's illness, but when I arrived at the gate of the university, I happened to see that the master seemed to be going to do something, so I followed, wanting to see if I could help the master. ”

Han Chenyang smiled noncommittally.

The other party has more than ten guns, and if he really wants to make a move, if he wants to kill the eighth master, he will encounter some accidents.

After all, with Han Chenyang's current strength, he has not yet reached the point of carrying bullets.

Han Chenyang smiled and said, "So, are you going to help me out of the siege?" ”

Lao Zhao nodded heavily, slapped his beard and said, "Being able to help the master is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes." ”

Han Chenyang smiled: "Okay." If you help me get the eighth master done, I can go and see your father's illness. ”

Han Chenyang is not stupid, what can be easily solved by others, why do you have to work hard.

Lao Zhao was careless when he heard this.

In front of everyone, Lao Zhao took a few steps forward and kicked the eighth master over, and then slapped the eighth master with a crisp slap, and scolded angrily: "Wang Ba, do you want to die?" Even the master's life is wanted, what a big dog guts, if it weren't for the current astringency, it would be very humane, you committed such a heinous crime, Lao Tzu would have to punish you for the nine clans. ”

The eighth master, who was originally arrogant and domineering, looks like a grandson at the moment, and he doesn't even dare to fart Lao Zhao's beating and scolding.

In Jiangcheng, there are not many people who can make the eighth master fear in his heart, and Lao Zhao in front of him is one.

Because Lao Zhao's background is extremely deep.

His father is a lieutenant general in Huaxia, fought in the Korean War, fought in the Vietnam War, it can be said that his father has participated in all the wars in China in the past few decades, with outstanding military achievements, and his protégés are all over China.

His eldest brother, Zhao Long, was the commander of the Jiangcheng Military Region.

The second brother, Zhao Hu, is the leader of the Jiangcheng City Party Committee.

He Zhao Zhengjun himself is the chairman of the largest group in Jiangcheng, the Zhao Group, and is worth tens of billions.

In Jiangcheng and even in the whole of China, the Zhao family is an extremely prominent family.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is not much more difficult for the Zhao family to engage in their own black and astringent boss than to step on an ant.

If a big guy of his level has a heart for himself, then he will really die.

The eighth master can go from a street gangster to a gangster in Jiangcheng, in addition to being ruthless, he is also a smart person who is good at observing words and feelings.

Even Zhao Zhengjun had to respectfully call the master a person, and he tried to kill him just now, which was really a capital crime.

The only way to survive now is not to ask Zhao Zhengjun, but Han Chenyang.

The eighth master was like a dog at the moment, lying at the feet of Han Chenyang, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Master, I was wrong, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, I offended you, I was wrong, I deserve to die." You can do whatever you want me to do, I just ask the master to show mercy and spare my life. ”

Han Chenyang sat on the leather sofa, picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip, and said lightly: "You want my life three times and twice, you say, how can I let you go?" ”

The eighth master kowtowed vigorously and confessed: "I... I was wrong, I don't dare in the future. I'll be a dog for you, and I just ask the master not to take me this cheap life. ”

Saying that, the eighth master made a dog-like bark, and what was even more surprising was that the eighth master actually knelt on the ground and licked Han Chenyang's shoes.

I really think of myself as a dog.

Crazy, crazy.

Everyone was dumbfounded, the eighth master, who killed people without blinking, would actually practice himself like this at this time.

Han Chenyang kicked the eighth master away with a disgusted face, too lazy to follow him to talk nonsense, looked at Zhao Zhengjun and said, "It's okay to kill him, right?" ”

Zhao Zhengjun is very good at being a man, and said with a smile: "It's not a secret, my second brother has long wanted to clean up this astringent moth, if the master doesn't want to dirty his own hands and kills him, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, although his power is quite large, but we will deal with it, although the master kills, I will take care of the rest of the aftermath." ”

The eighth master was in a hurry.

Embarrassed, he crawled to Han Chenyang's feet, and kowtowed vigorously and begged for mercy: "Master, don't kill me, leave me a dog's life, I'll give you whatever you want." ”

"I don't want anything, I want your dog's life." Han Chenyang sneered: "I knew why I had to be in the first place today." ”

This person has always wanted his own life, and keeping him is always a hidden danger.

Han Chenyang's master warned him since he was a child, when he should be ruthless, he must not have the kindness of a woman in his heart, and the person who threatens his own life is one word: kill.

Han Chenyang picked up a gun and pressed it against the eighth master's temple.

The eighth master shouted in horror: "Master don't kill me, master don't kill me!" ”

Han Chenyang ignored him.

Pull the trigger.

Bang!

Blood splattered on the spot.

The boss of the Black Society, who has been rampant and domineering in Jiangcheng for more than 20 years, died like this.

Han Chenyang glanced at the lone wolf and the dozen or so black-clothed bodyguards.

Those people trembled with fright, and knelt on the ground one after another, holding their heads in their hands, looking like they were waiting to fall.

Zhao Zhengjun said: "Master, they don't need you to worry about it, these people have done a lot of illegal things, and they can't get out of the bureau without eating the imperial grain for decades." ”

Han Chenyang nodded.

Zhao Zhengjun cautiously asked, "Master, this matter has been dealt with, can you go to the Humble House with me?" My dad's situation is getting worse and worse, and I'm worried about him..."

Han Chenyang said: "Mo Fang, there is still someone who has not been dealt with, I will go with you if I get him." ”

After Han Chenyang finished speaking, he set his eyes on Jiang Bin.

As soon as Jiang Bin's legs were weak, he knelt down directly.

Zhao Zhengjun is a well-known big man in Jiangcheng, and people like Jiang Bin in the upper class naturally know him.

But he was so respectful to Han Chenyang.

With Zhao Zhengjun's support, Han Chenyang arranged the eight masters who were more powerful than his own background clearly.

If he kills himself, with Zhao Zhengjun here, his father really doesn't even dare to let out a fart.

After all, the Jiang family is an ant in the eyes of the Zhao family.

Jiang Bin is much more spineless than the eighth master, the eighth master is just like a grandson, Jiang Bin directly became a grandson, kowtowed and apologized: "Grandpa, the grandson is wrong, I don't have any opinion if you just break my hands and feet, I just ask you not to kill me, I am the only son of the Jiang family, if I die, the incense of the Jiang family will be broken, and you will not be able to hold your great-grandson." ”