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"Alright, Manager Yang, sorry for the trouble today. The mall is full of people and the service is very good. I'm very satisfied. Let's leave it at this for now."

With that said, Yang Zhi did not wait for Yang Haotian's reaction, holding onto his big and small bag, he walked towards the elevator.

"Alright, Director Yang take care, next time!"

Although he was rejected, Yang Haotian was still very happy. He finally invited the great god away.

After entering the elevator, only Yang Zhi and Shui Bingqing were there. As this was a shopping mall, most people were going shopping, using an automatic elevator that connected the two floors, only when they went to the car park would they be able to use the elevator.

Shui Bingqing looked at Yang Zhi who had brought up so much, with half of it being his own, and his face flushed red. She bit her lips hesitantly and said to Yang Zhi: "I'll take some."

"No need."

Yang Zhi smiled and refused Shui Bingqing's good intentions.

After arriving at the underground parking lot, Shui Bingqing followed behind Yang Zhi. No one knew what she was thinking about.

Yang Zhi opened the back door of the car and stuffed all of the clothes he bought back into the car.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, opened the passenger door, and said to Shui Bingqing: "You get in first."

Shui Bingqing didn't know what the situation was yet, but she was forcefully pushed into the car, and after Shui Bingqing entered, Yang Zhi closed the car door, and then used the car key to lock it temporarily. She turned her back to the car door, and slowly walked towards the empty space.

The confused Shui Bingqing leaned on the window and looked at Yang Zhi's back figure.

Thump thump thump!

A burst of strange sounds could be heard as a group of bullies with all kinds of weapons gradually walked out from behind the parked vehicles.

Yang Zhi stood in a relatively spacious and empty area, looking around at the bullies who were holding all kinds of weapons, a taunting smile appeared on his face.

Shui Bingqing, who was in the car, was also startled by these hoodlums, who looked like bad people, and stared blankly at Yang Zhi's back. She thought to herself that there were at least dozens of hoodlums in the car, how could this guy be a match for so many people alone!

He wanted to call him back, but no matter how he pounded on the window, it was useless. He tried to open the door, only to find that the door was locked!

Shui Bingqing stomped her feet anxiously!

The hoodlums were all dressed in black T-shirts, black jeans, and a black hole leather jacket. The group of three or three surrounded Yang Zhi in groups, making a ruckus as they slowly walked over, not afraid of Yang Zhi rushing out at all. With Yang Zhi as the center, they surrounded Yang Zhi and his cars.

With a cigarette in his mouth and a baseball bat in his hand, he walked to the center of the clearing and faced Yang Zhi head-on. At the same time, he knocked on the ground with the baseball bat in his hand, which made a tinkling sound in the car park.

Yang Zhi, who was the main character in the center of the field, did not say anything.

That hoodlum didn't seem to be angry because of Yang Zhi's contempt. He only looked at Yang Zhi calmly, then crossed his hands on his baseball bat and pulled out a cigarette with one hand.

"Boy, you are Yang Zhi?"

The man with a chicken head shook the cigarette and continued stuffing the cigarette butt into his mouth.

This gangster looked like he was in his twenties, but his clothes were different from those of the surrounding gangsters. His leather jacket was red, his bare arms were shining black, his limbs were strong, and his eyes were a little pointed. Especially in the corner of his eyes, he didn't look like a good person.

Yang Zhi ignored him and turned to look around. This underground parking lot seemed to have been sealed by them, no one came in, it was extremely quiet, other than the noises of the lackeys behind Mr. Chicken, there were almost no other sounds.

Looks like they have been waiting here specially for him to stare at them for a long time, Yang Zhi judged.

The first thing that came to Yang Zhi's mind was that playboy called Wu Yu that Steelworks met in the elevator. He looked a little similar to these people, but they were similarly all arrogant people.

However, Yang Zhi was a little suspicious. That fellow, upon seeing his relationship with Yang Haotian, would invite people to cause trouble for him?

It was obvious that he wanted to say hello to them, unless he was a super idiot who did not care about his family.

"Fuck, what are you saying!?" I'm asking you a question! "

When the chicken head saw that Yang Zhi did not even bother with him, he started to look around, and scolded him angrily.

"If you want to cause trouble for others, shouldn't you report your name?"

Yang Zhi also focused his attention, he looked at the chicken head in front of him and smiled: "According to the rules, if you start a fight without a proper name, if you still have a big boss above you, you will need to soak in a pig cage!"

Yang Zhi's words caused Chicken Duke to be startled, but after that, he laughed: "Heh, you brat, you know quite a lot, I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm the big boss of this Su Jin Road, Tian Chou! My brothers in the underworld all called me chicken-brother! This time, it's not for money or anything, I'm just warning you not to stretch your hands too far, the south is not a place you should come to! "

Hearing the chicken head's words, Yang Zhi raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself, "So it's them."

However, Yang Zhi did not care about their threats. He glanced at the direction of the carriage, and saw that a few of the lackeys had already touched the car, but Yang Zhi was somewhat relieved, the car was modified, how could it be easily deflected? Hence, their plan to force Shui Bingqing away had failed.

"Since you've made it so clear, how are you going to warn me? What the hell are these underlings of yours, who have less than forty people around you? "

Yang Zhi looked around, and then his gaze landed on Mr. Chicken. He laughed contemptuously, the ridicule in his eyes was not hidden at all: "You don't have enough people to fight."

Although Yang Zhi had two empty hands and was facing more than thirty gangsters who were holding sticks, sticks and even machetes, Yang Zhi knew that even the chicken head opposite him knew that these people were not a match for Yang Zhi.

However, since Mr Chicken dared to bring over thirty people to cause trouble for Yang Zhi, he naturally had his own unique manual.

He saw Mr. Chicken holding a baseball bat with one hand and waving at him with a cold expression.

Swish, swish, swish. The ten lackeys beside him all pulled out black pistols that exuded an ice-cold luster!