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When Zhang Yitian rushed into the pavilion, Yuan Tianfu had not even finished the celebratory feast for the group of people, and in a hall on the third floor, there was the smell of alcohol and smoke. Quite a few people were drunk as they directly threw themselves onto the tables.

The moment Zhang Yitian entered the room, he was discovered by the waiter. The speed at which the message was transmitted through the walkie-talkie was much faster than when Zhang Yitian was running frantically around. Therefore, when Zhang Yitian just reached the second floor, Yuan Tianfu found out that he was back!

"What?" The wine cup that Yuan Tianfu had just raised almost fell off as he asked the person who informed him in shock, "Are you sure it's that brat? Fuck, what kind of bewitching array did Lao Pan actually play? "You took your father's money, yet you still f * cking refuse to do business?"

Yuan Tianfu was slightly drunk, he was sobered up by the news of Zhang Yitian's return and hurriedly called for Dao Ba.

Half of Dao Ba's face was bandaged, only half of his eyes were visible.

"What's the matter, Director Yuan?" actually managed to get rid of his rogue friends in front of his Tianfu Hall, which really raised his face.

He was drinking happily and thought Yuan Tianfu was going to reward him when he heard him call out to her.

"Hurry up and gather your friends. That kid is here again!" Yuan Tianfu looked at the 40 to 50 people in the hall, they were already drunk. He suspected that these people might still be able to fight against Zhang Yitian, "I have a huge reward later on!"

Hearing Yuan Tianfu's words, Dao Ba naturally thought of Zhang Yitian. The "brat" that Yuan Tianfu spoke of, could only be Zhang Yitian.

Thinking about Zhang Yitian, the scab on Dao Ba's face started to hurt.

He also looked at the group of drunk people, he understood Zhang Yitian's strength very clearly, would this group of people really be able to help him?

Seeing Dao Ba's hesitation, Yuan Tianfu asked: "What's wrong? What the fuck are you waiting for? Also, where is the boy locked up? Watch carefully for me! "

Dao Ba heard Yuan Tianfu's urging and immediately walked over to a table. The leaders of the forty odd men were all drunk on the table.

He turned around and replied Yuan Tianfu: "That brat is still locked up. Don't worry!"

Wang Yong was still locked in a room, Dao Ba knew that it was very possible that Zhang Yitian was here for Wang Yong.

Dao Ba snatched the wine cup of a muscular man who was still toasting to the others.

Dao Ba's face looked displeased and shouted at them, "The sky is about to collapse, don't f * cking drink it!"

A few of them looked at Dao Ba drunkenly and laughed.

"What's wrong? Why did the sky collapse again … Didn't your Boss Yuan say to give each of us … "

"Here's your head!" Dao Ba looked at the guy with disdain, "The brat that was taken away is back again. You guys hurry up and block him! Director Yuan said that there's a high reward? "

Zhang Yitian is back? This wasn't a big deal for these people, but when they heard about the great rewards, they all revealed looks of greed.

"Reward..." "How much is the reward?" the broad-bodied man asked. "As long as the money is in place, all my arms and legs will be broken!"

There was a scorpion tattoo on his face. Not only was the dark blue tattoo inconspicuous, but it also made his face look even darker!

"That depends on whether you can take care of him!" Dao Ba was very suspicious of the abilities of this group of people. Although he was also very drunk, but when he saw this group of drunk people, he still despised them enough.

Other than drinking wine to swindle money from women, their fighting skills were average. Usually, the people they fought with were people from the underworld, so it would be alright at that time, but when they met an opponent on a different level than Zhang Yitian, it would not take more than a round …

Sigh, no matter what, he had to give it a try. However, begging others meant that he had a better chance of winning! If Zhang Yitian really came back to kill them, would he still be able to let them go so easily?

At the moment, this group of wine mongrels was his last hope.

The several drunk heads discussed among themselves for a while. Their voices were not loud, but Dao Ba still heard them clearly.

This group of people actually weren't considering how to deal with Zhang Yitian, but were actually calculating how much benefits Yuan Tianfu could actually give them.

Dao Ba sighed. Indeed, mud could not support a wall.

"Alright, stop wasting time. They're already charging in!" Dao Ba urged, "How much money I give you will depend on whether you can take care of that brat!"

The Scorpion tattooed burly man pushed Dao Ba disdainfully, "You damn brat, aren't you looking down on people too much? "That brat is f * cking iron. Your father will have him return today and turn into a puddle of molten metal …"

A short man at the side patted the man's shoulder. "That's right. To deal with a furry brat, this isn't an easy task for scorpions. You belittling us brothers by saying this!"

The scorpion cleared its throat and shouted, "All of you are awake! Now, there are people who look down on us brothers. Do you want to let them see just what ability we brothers have?"

Hearing the scorpion's shout, the drunk thugs immediately woke up.

Scorpion led the way, and the crowd stumbled along with machetes in hand.

Zhang Yitian didn't really have to worry about this. As soon as he went to the second floor, he saw four or five hoodlums leaning on the door of a chartered room, smoking.

The corridor smelled of bad smoke. It's gone. It must be here.

Zhang Yitian directly walked over: "I need to ask you guys something!"

Zhang Yitian's voice suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Someone recognized Zhang Yitian, a look of astonishment plastered on his face, didn't the police take him away? Why is he back!?

A hoodlum who didn't understand the situation raised his blade, pointed it at Zhang Yitian and cursed: "Who the fuck are you? "Scram!"

Zhang Yitian walked closer and closer, the hoodlum who was cursing at others felt that his threat was just fart, and the angry expression on his face became even more intense.

"I'm f * * king talking to you. Are you deaf?" The scolding lackey walked towards Zhang Yitian with his blade, ready to teach him a lesson at any time.

After walking a short distance, Zhang Yitian suddenly asked: "Is there a person locked up here?"

The hoodlum replied, "I fucking said, what can you do about it? Didn't you see the blade? "

Of course not. You've never been in my sight.

Zhang Yitian suddenly moved, before the man could react, a fierce strike pushed him back four to five metres.

As expected, it really was someone who messed things up. A few hoodlums who were still spectating immediately reacted, and looking at their comrade who fell to the ground, a trace of fury flashed past their eyes as they charged towards Zhang Yitian.

This time, before they could rush over, a black shadow had already appeared in front of them. With the sound of flesh hitting flesh, a few of the hoodlums fell to the ground.

He was beaten so badly before he could even see his opponent clearly. A few of them had never met an opponent with such brutal means before.

Zhang Yitian's speed had caught them off guard, and there wasn't even a need for him to defend. No matter what, they had no way of resisting Zhang Yitian's attack.

Even if it was a fist that wasn't too strong, it still felt like a train crashing into them at high speeds.

Zhang Yitian pushed open the door to his room, and furrowed his brows at his predicament.

Wang Yong was tied up with a piece of cloth in his mouth.

When he heard the "Ping Ping Ping Pang Pang Pang" sounds coming from outside, Wang Yong was a little worried as he thought that these people wanted to deal with him.

Once the door was pushed open, no matter who it was, Wang Yong started screaming in pain.

He couldn't make a sound from his mouth, but the sharp hissing sound from his throat was still incredibly shocking.

"Don't yell, it's me!" Zhang Yitian hurriedly stopped him as he helped to untie the rope on his body.

"Woo woo …" When Wang Yong saw that the person was Zhang Yitian, he revealed a strange smile, his eyes squinted into slits, and continuously shouted.

Zhang Yitian frowned, and said: "Didn't I tell you not to yell?" However, after seeing Wang Yong's eyes continuously touch the cloth in front of his mouth, he finally understood. "I'm sorry …"

After his mouth was gagged for around two hours, Wang Yong's cheeks had even turned stiff. It took a long time before he could finally open his mouth and shut it properly.

"How did you get out?" That policeman is not a good person! " Wang Yong struggled free from the noose on his body as he asked, "What about the people outside?"

Zhang Yitian replied casually: "The police are in the hospital, the people outside have already been taken care of by me!"

"Hospital? "Bro, although that guy isn't a thing, you can't attack the police. That way, we won't be able to explain ourselves!" Wang Yong appeared to be very nervous, and his hands were moving much slower.

Zhang Yitian laughed: No, I will tell you about the details later, we will talk about it after we get out! There are police outside! "

"Capture you?" Wang Yong became even more nervous. In his mind, a scene of a great war between bandits actually flashed across his mind, "I knew it …"

Maybe it was because Wang Yong's mouth was sealed for too long, that made his whole person look like a chatterbox, causing Zhang Yitian to become even more impatient. He pinched his chin, and the cloth that was filled with Wang Yong's saliva was stuffed into his mouth once again!

"Aiya, when did you start talking so much?" Zhang Yitian impatiently said to Wang Yong: "Listen, in a while, when we go out a little, the police will come in and beat those people up!"

After receiving Wang Yong's affirmation, Zhang Yitian took out the cloth in the end and smiled apologetically at Wang Yong: "Director Wang, sorry for the offense! Let's go! "

Wang Yong nodded with lingering fear in his heart. He untied the last rope sheath on his ankle and followed Zhang Yitian outside.

The entire Tianfu Hall seemed to have been invited to a match. Other than a few moaning sounds, there was actually no other sound in the entire corridor of the second floor.

This is not a good omen, Zhang Yitian thought to himself.

As expected, after walking past the corner that led to the washroom, he heard the crisp sound of metal striking metal.