MTL - The Road to Slaying God-Chapter 468 Goodbye nana

Zhang Yang's pressure was pervasive. He started to kill five people, leaving twelve people left. Now, twelve people dare not move.

Those hands are full of magic.

That gun was full of oppression.

The air in the conference room was suffocating, as if a huge mountain was pressing on the heart.

Finally, Zhang Yang spoke. This was the first time Zhang Yang had spoken after being involved in Su Dafeng's affairs.

"My brother's requirements are not high. I think everyone should be able to meet his requirements, and that's what he deserves. Of course, I don't mind your dissatisfaction. I just want to tell you that in this world, not just rich people If you can get everything done, at least you are sitting in front of me and there is no difference between an ordinary person. "

With a click, the open gun finally loaded in the slow motion, and the sound of that loading made the heart beat. Zhang Yang doesn't want to spend time in this place anymore, because today is the last day for him to help Su Dafeng, he must settle this group of Vietnamese. There is no doubt that the use of force is the most direct and effective way.

Threat!

This is the ** naked threat!

The twelve Vietnamese are full of anger and helplessness. Although they have guns on them, everyone has the feeling that they have no chance to shoot bullets.

"Oh!"

Zhang Yang shot suddenly, and the bullet hit a Mona Lisa oil painting on the wall. In the middle of Mona Lisa's right eye, the black hole was very strange.

"Is anyone in charge?" Zhang Yang's eyes slowly fell on Qiang's body.

Now, the entire conference room has fallen under the control of Zhang Yang. Brother Qiang is tense but not afraid to move. The more people who experience the battle of life and death, the more he cherishes his life, and Brother Qiang is no exception.

"As Wenwu's elder, of course I support Wenwu to get back what belongs to him. Of course, I only represent myself because I also owe Chishan's affection."

Brother Qiang pushed things to others very skillfully. He just agreed with himself and did not represent others. No doubt, this saved him the trouble of being trapped in the center of the vortex. Now he just wants to leave here and make plans. The short-haired young man puts too much psychological pressure on him.

After leaving here, he will have several ways to kill this young man. Vietnam ’s help is not short of manpower!

"How about you?" Zhang Yang's knife-like eyes passed over a group of Vietnamese, and finally, he fell on a Vietnamese sitting next to Qiang. This is a strong and sturdy old man, about 50 years old. , Wearing a set of black clothes, gives a delicate feeling.

"I don't fully agree, at least, we should find a feasible way. So that everyone will not ..."

"Oh!"

The old man's words were interrupted by the sound of gunfire before the sound fell. The old man's body suddenly trembled, with a miserable expression, staring blankly at Zhang Yang, and then slowly looking down at the bullet holes in his heart that were constantly bleeding With an incredible expression on his face.

"I don't need opinions, all I want is results."

Zhang Yang blew the gunpowder lightly at the muzzle, with a bland expression on everyone's back, a chill. There was no sign of killing at all in this person. Anyone can see that this old man does not disagree, should Some opinions came out ...

Not only was a group of Vietnamese people frightened, but Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu both felt a sense of fright. They suddenly discovered that they didn't know this new partner. They have always regarded Zhang Yang as a weak scholar, and then, As a super gunman again, now this person can no longer be described as a super gunman, and it is more appropriate to use the description of the murderer.

The current Zhang Yang, despite the harmless expression of humans and animals, makes people feel extremely dangerous, like a latent beast, a beast that jumps up and hurts people at any time.

"Flop." Finally, the old man fell to the ground with his eyes wide and dead.

The air was depressed and dull. No one had expected that this situation would have been negotiated, even Su Dafeng did not expect this result.

"What about you?" Zhang Yang casually set his eyes on a Vietnamese.

"I have no opinion." The Vietnamese brow and shook his head quickly.

"Well, fine, how about you?" Zhang Yang's eyes were on all Vietnamese.

The crowd shook their heads with a sly face, their movements were neat.

"Okay, that's good, I believe that everyone will cooperate with Wenwu to get all the legal procedures. Of course, I don't have any opinions if they don't cooperate. San Francisco is so big. There are not many Vietnamese people. I want to find a few It's easy for people to cooperate with each other. "Zhang Yang smiled gently with a gun barrel and hit the table, making a pleasant sound, listening to the pressure of everyone's ears.

The face of a group of Vietnamese people is discolored, which is a more explicit threat.

Zhang Yang's words almost told everyone that if Ruan Wenwu did not get control of the entertainment city, he would retaliate.

Thinking of Zhang Yang's intriguing marksmanship, everyone found that their shirts were soaked.

...

There was a silence, a long silence, but this silence was broken by Carla.

"Haha, haha, well, there is a Chinese saying that is very good, and you are rich in money. Everyone is asking for money, why bother with a knife and a gun. Come, since the matter is resolved, I will help you with some programs ... ... "

The door of the conference room was opened, and Karachaa's appearance appeared to break the silence. Zhang Yang smiled slightly. In fact, he knew that Kara had been monitoring the conference room with a camera. Of course, Zhang Yang didn't know Kara's purpose.

However, Zhang Yang believed that Cara would never dare to help the Vietnamese gang. Although the bosses of the Vietnamese gang were concentrated here, if they were killed, he would still not be able to obtain the site of the Vietnamese gang. Instead, he would usher in crazy revenge by the Vietnamese gang. As long as the underworld organizations in the United States know that Vietnam is particularly united when it comes to foreign enemies. Compared with the big circle gangs, the Vietnamese are even more fierce, because they are poorer!

Now that Kara has been excluded from the Vietnamese, then Kara's goal should be them.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's mouth gave an inexplicable smile.

Zhang Yang guessed very well. Indeed, at the beginning, Carla just wanted to find a partner to provide a steady stream of Asian women for her entertainment city. However, after seeing Zhang Yang's killing methods from the camera surveillance, Cara felt a bit Great pressure.

No one is willing to cooperate with a fierce tiger, not to mention, the power of Zhang Yang's marksmanship has far surpassed that of a tiger.

Get rid of publicity!

When Carla pushed open the door of the conference room, he had already decided. For Carla, the presence of Zhang Yang was full of uncertain surnames. Carla didn't like this feeling of uncertainty.

"Dear Mr. Carla, I'm sorry, we are not interested in participating in any activities." Brother Qiang stood up indifferently. For Brother Qiang, he always thinks that Kara was put together today. Even, he thinks that this flat-headed Asian young man should be the man arranged by Kara. He has reason to believe that Ruan Wenwu cannot attract such excellent talents.

"Jiangge just talked, and I guarantee your safety with the honor of the family. You will definitely like this show. Of course, if Qiangge doesn't like it, you can leave at any time, please!"

"..."

Brother Qiang refused to say a word. After all, it is very difficult for a character like Carla to say that it is guaranteed by family honors. If he doesn't give face, it will not be generous.

A group of Vietnamese people looked at each other and followed Cara out.

Outside the door, there was a slipping business car.

Seeing Zhang Yang Shi Shiran followed Qiang into the car, Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu also dared into the car.

At this time, it was the beginning of the lantern festival, and the night was alternated between black and white, which seemed extremely hazy. After walking out of the villa, more than 20 cars passed through half the city to a barren factory.

This is a huge and outdated factory. There are weeds all over the place. Some giant metal machinery are rusted in the factory and cast huge shadows in the moonlight.

Finally, the convoy docked in front of a tall workshop, which stood at night, like an old castle.

After everyone got out of the car, the team left immediately. Zhang Yang found that when Brother Qiang got out of the car, he was obviously relieved. Obviously, he was also familiar with this place.

"Peng!"

The huge metal door of the workshop was pushed in ...

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's **** is about to come. Let our blood boil. Will the twelfth, twelfth, twelfth win the final victory ..."

When the door opened, a heat wave swept through, and a scream of screams and screams came out like a river.

Not only was Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu stunned, but Zhang Yang was also instantly lost.

This is a completely different world from the barren outside, with strange lights and a huge steel structure.

There is a boxing ring in the middle of the huge workshop. Below it is filled with crazy crowds, and some women actually have their upper bodies exposed, revealing a huge pair of crazy swings ...

This is a world of irrationality. The air is filled with the smell of liquor and sweat, and the powdery powder is filled with it.

Above the boxing ring, a man and a woman are looking at each other, their bodies are slowly turning. Obviously, the fighting is in progress.

The man was a very strong black man with muscles like steel plates flashing the masculine beauty of the male surname in the light.

The woman's hair was fluttering, her figure was slender, she was dressed in black and black pants, and her eyes were cold and indifferent ...

Nana!

It's Nana!

Zhang Yang's body was shocked, and the woman on the stage was actually Nana ...

(To be continued)