C89 He Deserved His Reputation

"As soon as possible …" Opium poppy muttered. The person in her hands would be back at the earliest until next month. If that was the case, there was no other way.

Looking at the poppy, Zhang Yang unconsciously raised his eyebrows, thinking, "What's going on?" He had never seen opium poppy act like this in the past.

"What, you can't bear for me to go?" Zhang Yang smirked.

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to handle those people. Don't hang up on me before you get the information!"

"How is this possible!" Zhang Yang said with a serious expression, "I think I'm the boss, and Old Genius is the second!"

"Which number two?" Poppy looked at Zhang Yang teasingly and chuckled while covering her mouth.

"Eh …" Zhang Yang was speechless. He had always been a domineering person, but why was it that when he was asked about poppies, he became so weird?

"Alright, stop teasing me." When they arrived at a rather remote place, Zhang Yang took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the poppy. He then took one out and put it in his mouth. "I'm going to go there tomorrow night."

"So fast?" Opium poppy asked indifferently.

Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on the floor with one hand supporting his back and the other holding onto a cigarette. "Yea."

"Do you need any equipment?" Poppy took a long drag on his cigarette and asked.

She knew that no matter how reluctant she was, Zhang Yang would still return to this circle.

She stood behind Zhang Yang and watched his lonely back. Somehow, from the bottom of her heart, she felt a sense of subservience.

Thinking of this, she fiercely shook her head, and a confident smile reappeared on her face.

"Equipment, no need." Zhang Yang flicked his cigarette out and dropped it into the trash can not far away. "I have a black dragon."

Opium poppy definitely believed these words.

Day and night...

Zhang Yang changed into a comfortable sportswear, opened the window and jumped out. After landing on the ground, his body flew out like an arrow and soon disappeared into the night.

The black Mercedes-Benz was parked quietly in the woods near the house. Zhang Yang took out his key from his pocket, opened the car door, and got in.

F * ck! This configuration! The moment his butt touched the seat, Zhang Yang realized that this car was definitely not a normal Mercedes-Benz.

The car was modified, and its speed was comparable to that of a race car.

Even the most vulnerable windows of the car were bulletproof.

Where did the opium poppy get this car? Zhang Yang was puzzled. Yesterday, Opium poppy had asked him to lend him a car, making it convenient for him to do business and escape.

From the looks of it, this car had probably been prepared a long time ago!

Zhang Yang stepped on the throttle and the car flew away.

Two and a half hours later, Zhang Yang stopped the car at a corner, opened the door, and walked out.

An enormous' impossible world 'stood at the highest point, and the bar was six stories high.

"Handsome, do you need any special services?" A girl in a low-cut suit with eyeliner drawn on her eyes walked forward and put her hands on Zhang Yang's shoulders, purposely bringing her breasts in front of him.

"It's too expensive." Zhang Yang pushed away the girls in front of him with a smile and walked towards the bar without even looking back.

Nonsense, he had seen so many peerless beauties before, how could he take a fancy to the goods on the roadside? More importantly, he was obsessed with cleanliness!

"Kao!" If you don't have any money, then come to the night scene to play? You aren't just waiting to pick up the corpses, are you? " The moment that girl heard Zhang Yang say that he didn't have any money, her fawning smile immediately changed.

He shook his hands in disgust and returned to his original position, waiting for his next target.

To this, Zhang Yang just smiled without saying a word.

Walking into a bar wasn't as noisy as other bars. On the contrary, it felt like a coffee shop. Every booth had been knocked into a soundproof compartment.

"Sir, may I ask how many of you are there?" A girl in a plain qipao greeted him, smiling as she bowed and asked.

Are you sure this is a bar? Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the innocent girl in front of him. This completely overturned the bar's image, okay?

"I'm here to discuss business." Zhang Yang said in a low voice with a sullen expression.

"This way please …" The girl was stunned for a moment before she stretched out her hand to lead Zhang Yang inside.

Zhang Yang was two steps away from her.

After a long while, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows as he looked at the narrow passage where his sister had brought him. On both sides of the wall, there were two dim lights.

"Beauty, where are you bringing me?" Zhang Yang smirked as he silently pulled out the black dragon and pressed it against the neck of his sister. With his other hand, he stretched out to the slit of his sister's qipao and took out a dagger that was as thin as a paper wing.

"Who are you?" Not only was she not afraid, but she was also very calm. It was as if she was sure that Zhang Yang would not dare to touch her.

"Tsk tsk …" Zhang Yang buried his head against his sister's neck and took a deep breath, pretending to be intoxicated. "How fragrant."

"Rogue!" The little sister's white face instantly turned red. She glared at Zhang Yang with gritted teeth, but she didn't move an inch.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, it was because he couldn't! The black dragon in Zhang Yang's hand was pressing against her meridians!

"I'm a man, men are all hooligans in front of beautiful girls." What Zhang Yang said was as if it was a matter of course. He wasn't ashamed at all.

"However …" Zhang Yang changed his tone and said coldly, "If I don't get what I want, I might really do something to you."

Sisters, especially pretty ones, it was such a pity to kill them. "Even if I have to die, I have to die on the bed!" Zhang Yang chuckled in the girl's ear.

The qipao girl's body completely froze. After staying in the bar for so long, she naturally understood what a man was thinking. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "May I have your code name, sir?"

"Blood Dragon." Zhang Yang pursed his lips in satisfaction and blew a breath of hot air beside his sister's earlobes.

"Blood Dragon?" After the girl repeated herself, her expression changed. She hurriedly said, "Mr Blood Dragon, I'm sorry, I was rude. I will bring you to see Mr Wu!"

With the sudden change in the younger sister, Zhang Yang became intoxicated. Was his code name that famous? However, this was nothing. As long as he could achieve his goal, everything was fine.

"Mister Wu?" Zhang Yang mumbled.

"Yes, Mr. Blood Dragon." The younger sister lowered her head and meekly replied, "He is the person in charge of receiving guests."

"Yes." Zhang Yang let go of his sister, but the black dragon remained in his hand.

How could a weapon not leave his hand when he came to a place like this?

Sure enough, after arriving at a blood-red door, the young girl pushed it open and quickly dodged to the side. Two black-clothed people rushed out of the door with daggers in their hands towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang stood still, watching the two people coming at him. A trace of ridicule flashed across his eyes. If that was the case, then there was no need for him to explain his purpose in coming here today.

One of their daggers was pointed at Zhang Yang's neck while the other was aimed at his heart.

"So slow." At the same time, a silver light flashed in his hand and the two daggers broke into two.

As for the two men in black who were charging over, Zhang Yang threw them to the ground with one kick.

He looked at the girl standing in the corner in displeasure. "Is that all you guys can do?"

"Pah!" Pow! "Pah!"

The door in front of him became a screen. A silver-haired man looked at Zhang Yang with a charming look, "The Blood Dragon really lives up to its reputation."