Humph!

You can settle your own grudges!

It would be better if he died!

There would be one less scum in society!

Ho-Lao-San became anxious and ignored everything else. He took out a handgun from his waist and jumped out from behind his trusted aides while shouting, "You little bastard!

Your father will fight it out with you!

"On one side, he was pointing his gun at Yang Zhi.

He had moved his spear!

Everyone in the hotel were stunned, at the same time the Ho-Lao-San's men who were hiding in the shadows watched as their boss took out his gun. Zhou Xiao Wen saw the black gun in Ho-Lao-San's hands, and her face flushed red from anger, but she was blocked by the few people in front of him.

"Your mother is even using a gun?

"Yang Zhi spat," Truly useless!

"Sou!"

The sharp blade pierced through the air and hit right on Ho-Lao-San's wrist, instantly piercing through the muscles and bones of his wrist. Ho-Lao-San screamed in pain as his gun fell and rolled on the stairs.

Seeing that the Ho-Lao-San's men were about to pick up the handguns, Zhou Xiao Wen immediately swung the iron chains in her hands and fiercely whipped them all over. She then leapt forward to pick up the black gun, and walked over to the side of the Ho-Lao-San who was still bleeding profusely on the stairs.

Zhou Xiao Wen's agility made Yang Zhi blink his eyes for a moment, and then he expressionlessly picked up a shiny object and aimed it at the Ho-Lao-San.

The throwing knives!

It was an exquisite throwing knife!

Yang Zhi subconsciously aimed at Ho-Lao-San's head, just as he was about to shoot, he swept his eyes towards Zhou Xiao Wen, who was beside him. Considering her status, after hesitating for a moment, he pressed his finger down slightly, and suddenly swung it, the powerful force of his arm shot the flying dagger straight at Ho-Lao-San's left leg. He screamed miserably once again, and his body that was just about to stand up also fell backwards, rolling and rolling.

There was blood all over the stairs.

"F * ck, everyone is playing with cold weapons, do you really have to be so angry?!"

"Yang Zhi cursed. He waved his right hand, which was not equipped with any flying daggers for a long time, and majestically stood at the entrance of the building. Everyone who witnessed what happened stared dumbfoundedly at Yang Zhi, the final victor.

"Tsk, and here I thought it was the real thing, but it's a wolfdog.

"Zhou Xiao Wen skillfully took out the magazine and checked it, then let out a hiss.

"Ho-Lao-San, how old are you to still play with children's toys?

"Yang Zhi looked at the guy in Zhou Xiao Wen's hands and shook her head at the Ho-Lao-San below.

Ho-Lao-San was helped up by his two trusted aides, he was depressed in his heart. He had spent a lot of money to buy this air pistol, and using carbon dioxide as a power source to shoot steel balls, its power was astonishing. Within ten meters, it was able to cause effective damage to people.

However, for such a lethal weapon to be called a child's toy by Yang Zhi, the Ho-Lao-San was extremely aggrieved.

No one dared to move as they watched Yang Zhi walk towards them. Everyone trembled and looked at Yang Zhi's figure, even though it was his face, they did not dare meet his gaze. It was a pair of wolf king like eyes, filled with pride and disdain.

Yang Zhi used both hands to grab onto Ho-Lao-San's collar, forcefully pulling him straight, and then retracted his flying dagger from Ho-Lao-San's body. The trusted aides of the surrounding Ho-Lao-San all watched their boss being toyed with, but did not dare to move even if they wanted to.

"Ho-Lao-San, come. Big brother has something to tell you.

"Yang Zhi carried Ho-Lao-San by the back of his neck and walked up the stairs. Ho-Lao-San tensed up and did not let out any more screams, but he still couldn't bear the pain and snorted a few times.

At this time, Ho-Lao-San was in Yang Zhi's hands like a little chick, his face was pale white, without saying a word, he limped upstairs. A few of his trusted aides looked at each other, then forced themselves to follow him.

He went all the way to the second floor's lobby. There were still tens of thugs lying on the ground, hugging their arms, stomach and even legs as they wailed in pain. When they saw Yang Zhi carrying Ho-Lao-San over, they all crawled to the sides.

In front of Yang Zhi's table, Yang Zhi placed the Ho-Lao-San on the chair he had prepared to give him. Wu Zhen was trembling like an ostrich as he hid under the table.

"Ho-Lao-San, big brother asked how many people you brought today?

"Yang Zhi pulled a chair over to sit beside Ho-Lao-San, and lit a cigarette and asked.

Zhou Xiao Wen saw that the two of them seemed to have become the drivers for the underworld negotiations, so she sat down on the seat at the head of the table, which was where the Ho-Lao-San was previously seated.

"Younger brother brought one hundred and twenty people. Today, little brother was bewitched by someone and offended big brother. I hope elder brother can forgive me. In the future, little brother will follow little brother's lead!"

Absolutely no second thoughts!

"Ho-Lao-San is older than Yang Zhi by two times, and he doesn't even resent being embarrassed by talking about his own little brother.

Yang Zhi slapped over, "I'm asking you a question!

Did I let you say that?

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ho-Lao-San covered his face with his uninjured left hand and replied timidly.

"Yang Zhi kicked Wu Zhen who was beneath the table and asked:" This is the guy that asked you to come and take care of me?

"The Ho-Lao-San nodded repeatedly.

Yang Zhi suddenly shouted at the trusted aides of the Ho-Lao-San who had carefully walked over and lined up in a row: "You guys are just standing there eating shit!

Hurry up and get your boss bandaged!

"After being scolded so harshly by Yang Zhi, the few of them, after reacting to it, started to lower their heads to busy themselves to look for medicine and stop the bleeding.

Yang Zhi patted the table, lit up a cigar, and said to the overwhelmed Ho-Lao-San: "From now on, you will follow this daddy here, and I will also tell you the truth. My people have already went to receive you, and after bandaging up, I will quickly go back and apologize to Second Boss.

"Even if Ho-Lao-San was glad and disappointed, glad that he managed to preserve his life, he was also able to retain the authority and authority of the 100 over brothers under his command. Sadly, he feared that he would no longer have the authority and prestige of a boss in the future, and thought that he had pulled a group of people from Qing Gang just because he was willing to be a chicken's head rather not be a phoenix's tail.

Now it seemed that he was going back to the days when he was a thug.

But after that, Ho-Lao-San was much more relaxed, at least he had a good future by following this great man in front of him who fought one against a hundred.

"Yes, yes, yes, little brother will bring people back to the territory to beg for forgiveness from the Second Manager!

"The Ho-Lao-San said.

Yang Zhi waved his hand, the Ho-Lao-San apologized fearfully, and led the brothers who were still lying on the ground to leave first. Soon after, the corridor outside also remembered the howls of the Ho-Lao-San's trusted aides, who were trying to gather up the defeated soldiers, and the Ho-Lao-San was carried away by a few of his subordinates.