"I'm afraid you have to think carefully about how to give me an explanation!" Zhang Yang lazily leaned against the back of the sofa, looking like he was the biggest man in the world.
Poppy sat down beside Zhang Yang and lit up a cigarette with a smile. After letting out a wisp of white smoke, she said to Xiongba in a provocative tone, "A dignified gang of bullies. How dare they use drugs against girls!"
Xiongba's face turned black, but following that, the opium poppy continued, "This is not the most embarrassing thing. The most shameful thing is that we still haven't settled this matter in the end!"
…" The veins on Xiongba's forehead throbbed. If the former was just a disgrace, then the latter was more than just a disgrace. The biggest taboo for a man was to bully a woman. If a man wanted a woman, he would need to use force. Then this man wouldn't succeed no matter what he did. "Now, not only did such a person appear in his gang, but in the end, he even failed. Someone had found him!
After a while, the door to Xiongba's office opened and two men walked in, "Boss, they're here."
"You are the underlings of the Tyrant Gang?" Xiongba waved at the newcomer, then carefully observed the two people on the ground.
"Boss, boss, you have to save us." The moment the fat man saw Xiongba, he instantly threw himself onto him and hugged his leg, crying so hard that his nose was covered in tears.
"Shut up! "Let go!" Xiongba stood there stiffly. He had never thought that his gang would be so soft.
"Tsk tsk …" The opium poppy smacked his mouth at the right time.
This voice made Xiongba feel as if he was slapped in the face, his face was very hot. He kicked the fat man, who was hugging him, out. "Laozi will ask you again, are you part of my gang?"
"Yes!" "Boss, I am!" The fat man looked at Xiongba as if he was looking at a lifesaver, and once again firmly grabbed onto him without letting go.
"If you still dare to hug my leg, then I will break your arm." Xiongba pulled out a gun from his back and pointed it at the fat man's head.
The fat man trembled the moment he saw the gun. He took a few steps back and said, "Boss, I really am a member of the Tyrant Gang! You must save me! "
The tall man had lost too much blood and had long since fallen into a coma.
"A new member has come to the sect recently? "Send me the information." Xiongba strolled over to the phone and dialed the number.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang continued to smile mockingly. However, in his heart, he no longer hated Xiongba anymore. Luckily, he still had some sense of responsibility.
Not long after, Xiongba stood up from his computer, walked up to the fat man, and kicked him in the chest. "F * ck, what did you do to me outside? Speak!"
The fat man almost vomited blood from the kick, but he saw the anger on Xiongba's face. He could only prop himself up shakily and say softly, "I've taken a fancy to a girl in A8 …"
"Nainaide, get to the point!" Xiongba almost died from anger. Since when did the Tyrant Faction accept this kind of trash!?
"The most important thing is these two men. If they want women, then go and drug them." Poppy Gun.
"Is that so?" Xiongba looked at the fat man and asked again. He said that he didn't have any thoughts about not wanting to admit it, and that was impossible. "Speak!"
"Yes …" The fat man almost peed his pants after being threatened by Xiongba. Subconsciously looking at Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's icy gaze stimulated him. He had intended to lie to Zhang Yang, but in the end, he admitted defeat.
"…" Xiongba's mouth began to twitch. Right now, his heart was filled with satisfaction. If he were to lie now, would he die? But soon, Xiongba understood why the fat man didn't dare to lie!
He walked up to the unconscious tall man and placed a foot on the tall man's leg.
"Ah …" An extremely miserable scream rang out, and Xiongba's face sank as he squatted down and pulled up the tall man's pants. Even Xiongba couldn't help but shudder when he saw the stench of blood and gore.
"Bro, did these two people ever say that he's a member of our Tyrant Gang?" Xiongba stood up and asked Zhang Yang.
The injury on the tall man's leg would never heal, and that was something Xiongba knew best. The exposed flesh had begun to rot where there was no skin. Although he didn't know what Zhang Yang used, it was obvious that the place was going to expose its ghastly bones!
"Yes!" "Yes!" The fat man quivered and finally said something right.
"So what if I say it?" Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiongba in a provocative manner, "As long as you touch my people, even if you are the son of the god, I will still kill you!"
The moment Zhang Yang's domineering words came out, Xiongba was slightly taken aback. No one had dared to speak to him like that in a long time!
"Bro, the last person who spoke to laozi like that already had grass a meter tall on his grave." Xiongba said in a low voice. Zhang Yang's words contained too much provocation. It was impossible for a gangster to not be angry.
"Oh?" Zhang Yang pressed down the cigarette butt in the ashtray and looked at Xiongba with a faint smile. "I always say that."
"Tsk tsk …" "You Yi, it seems like the boss of the gang isn't as straightforward as you said." Poppy smacked her lips impatiently and said to You Yi, who was standing to the side. The sound was loud enough that everyone in the room could hear it.
"Woman, I, Xiongba, never hit a woman, but don't go overboard." Xiongba's face darkened as he stared at the poppy.
Zhang Yang stood up and blocked Xiongba's gaze. "She's willful, my pet. How about it?"
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Poppy stared at Zhang Yang's back with a stiff expression. Her nose was extremely sore and her eyes were very hot. It felt as if something was about to come out of her eye sockets.
"Xiongba, what good would it do you to fall out with me over these two people?" You Yiran said to Xiongba after giving him a meaningful look at the poppy.
Xiongba was silent. He didn't go to the A8 that often. However, there was one time that made him feel a chill down his spine!
He had gone to Youyi for a drink and accidentally barged into his armoury, which he remembered so well, and there was nothing more clear than the marks on those things, which he believed could not have been made in three or five days, and which had to go through years of infection.
The substance used to infect it was some kind of dark red substance — blood.
He didn't know why, but even though it had been so long, he could still remember the expression on his face, and even the trembling of his body.
It would have been fine if it was any other situation. He had decided not to provoke this god of slaughter, but now that he was bullied, wouldn't he get back some face? Wouldn't he be laughed to death?
Moreover, anyone who had been in the underworld knew that a person's life was a matter of face. If one's face was lost, then how was one to go out and meet others?
If he did not act because he was afraid of the other party, then when he faced his brothers in the future, what would he say …
Once he lost someone, he would lose everything. Only a fool would do as he did; life was like a boat in a river, it was impossible to advance or retreat. However, the word 'retreat' never appeared in his dictionary.
It was the same in the past and would always be the same in the future. He knew that he would not be able to compare with him this time, but even so, he still prepared to go all out.
Thinking of this, Xiongba gestured in Zhang Yang's direction, "Bring it on. Perhaps the brothers in my hands have offended them in some way, and they don't do well. But no matter what, I'm their elder brother, and these people are following me, so this is all that matters."
"Is that so? That's quite interesting and admirable." Zhang Yang said with a faint smile.
However, his fist lit up in the next moment. Right, he didn't use any weapon. It was his confidence and respect for his opponent, because the man in front of him was worth respecting.
Zhang Yang knew what the consequences would be if he were to use his toes to fight a man with almost 100% of his strength.
However, this did not mean that he would stop. After all, if he did that, he would be insulting the other party and himself at the same time.
Zhang Yang would not allow such a loss to happen. In an instant, his body disappeared and reappeared behind Xiongba.
Before he could get a clear look of Zhang Yang's face, he had already fallen onto the ground, making close contact with the ground. In less than half a second after he laid down, every joint in his body creaked.
An intense pain instantly filled his body. Xiongba felt as if his whole body was being torn apart. There was not a single part of his body that was not in pain …
If he could have chosen death, he would have done so. However, he did not regret what he had done. Even if he had to take a beating, it was all for the sake of his brother.
As long as it was because of his bro, everything was worth it!
"Cough cough, Zhang Yang, your fists are so tough. But it doesn't matter. Even if you beat laozi to death, laozi will be a good man in 18 years!" Xiongba said in a low voice with a faint smile on his face.
Zhang Yang had seen this expression countless times on the battlefield. He had never imagined that a mafia lord would have this kind of awareness. This really shocked him.
"Brave man?" "Haha, not bad, not bad! Laozi likes men like you. You can be considered a man, but laozi will beat you up today, there's no room for negotiation!" Zhang Yang laughed maniacally as his fists rained down on You Yi mercilessly.
However, the poppy always had a playful smile on his face, as if he had found something funny to lose. He smiled meaningfully and glanced at Zhang Yang who was not far away from him from time to time.
At first, she thought that this man had changed, but now, she suddenly realized that this man was indeed the same person she loved back then.
Zhang Yang, I've seen you again!