C52 He Then Saw the Three of Them
C52 He Then Saw the Three of Them
"Little bastard, if you have the guts then just wait for me here!"
The long-legged woman also lowered her head and quickly chased after the middle-aged man.
Zhang Yang smiled towards the crowd and said loudly, "Everyone, let's disperse. If you want some food, come back tomorrow."
With that, he ignored the complicated gazes and walked over to Lee Shan and Ye Junyan. He reached out and picked Fei up in his arms, smiling as he said, "My good daughter, Daddy didn't scare you just now right?"
"No, daddy is so awesome!" Fei wasn't afraid. Instead, she looked at Zhang Yang with admiration and kissed his face a few times. This made Zhang Yang burst out in laughter.
"This guy …"
Ye Junyan recovered from her shock and snorted in a low voice, "Elder Sister Lee, you have to be careful. Don't let someone teach Fei badly."
"How could I?" Zhang Yang looked wronged, "I don't even have enough time to love my good daughter. How can I spoil her?"
Lee Shan laughed silently on the side. She glanced at Zhang Yang and then at the indignant Ye Junyan. Her pretty face darkened slightly and quickly disappeared.
"Hmph, such violence, and you still say it's not bad." Ye Junyan argued while helping to pack up her stall, "Besides, what nonsense were you talking about earlier?"
Ye Junyan blushed as she finished speaking. She suddenly thought of Zhang Yang's mocking words to the long-legged woman, Heimu Er … In the age of network information explosion, it was hard to not know what the Black Wood Ear meant.
Lee Shan, who was at the side, also laughed. Apparently, when she thought of this, the two beauties looked at each other and giggled at the same time.
When the surrounding people saw this scene, they all revealed complicated expressions. Especially Zhang Yang, his eyes were filled with all kinds of jealousy and hatred. However, when they saw that they were about to leave, the crowd gradually dispersed.
"Little brother, you should all hurry up and leave."
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his forties walked up to them and kindly reminded them.
"What's wrong, Uncle Luo?"
Lee Shan's pretty face changed slightly. The middle-aged man was also a food stall set up on the food street. Lee Shan was a food cart while the middle-aged man was even simpler: roasted mutton skewers.
"You still don't know who that guy is?"
Uncle Luo smiled wryly before he pointed towards a luxurious twelve-story building in the depths of the food street. "He's the boss of the Delicious Restaurant."
"Do you still remember what happened a few days ago? That's the guy I was talking about."
This time, it was another person who spoke. It was a sister-in-law who was walking towards them. Her shop was directly opposite the food cart. It seemed to be a noodle restaurant.
"Sigh, Little Li, hurry up and leave. Later on, that fellow will definitely lead people to take revenge on you."
Before long, Lee Shan had gathered a lot of people around the food cart. They were all the owners of the shops and stalls around. Actually, they couldn't really be counted as the boss. Everyone was struggling to earn money early in the morning and early in the night.
As these people talked, they took the initiative to clean up the stalls. It could be seen that Lee Shan had a good relationship with other people. After a while, Zhang Yang finally understood what was going on.
The middle-aged man was a rich man, but he wasn't a man with a lot of money. Three months ago, he had bribed the local gangsters in the vicinity of this street, using despicable means to buy the Grand Hyatt at a low price. As for the original owner of the Grand Hyatt, he had even jumped off a building and committed suicide.
The old mutton skewer man who had just spoken used to set up a stall not far away from the Merry Hotel. In the end, he was ordered by the middle-aged man to beat up a few of the local tyrants, giving up his spot.
There were many similar things. In short, that bastard was not a simple person. Relying on the smelly money in his hands, he made a name for himself on this street, bullying people quite a bit.
"Are all the locals on this street under his command?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.
"Not really." The woman carrying the burden shook her head and said, "Don't look at this small food street. It's full of oil and water. There are quite a few local gangsters. Baldy and the others are in the same group, and Dao Ba is in the same group …"
She said seven or eight names consecutively, and each name represented a group of local tyrants. It made Zhang Yang a little surprised, but he didn't know that they were mixed together here.
"Could it be that no one cares?" Zhang Yang voiced out his doubts.
"How?" "Take my shop for example. If we dare to collect money from them, they won't destroy the store or beat us up. However, there will always be a group of rogues surrounding the door. Who would dare to come into my business."
"It's all the same, young people these days …"
Everyone sighed and shook their heads helplessly. For people like them, who only worked in small businesses, who had no money or background, they could only swallow their anger and live on.
Soon, everyone helped to pack up their stalls and urged Lee Shan to leave. However, they were still a step too late.
From afar, there came a wave of shouting and shouting. Looking towards the source of the noise, they saw more than a dozen people walking over in a formidable array.
A crashing sound was heard.
The few aunties who helped him left. When the mutton skewer man left, he looked at Zhang Yang and reminded him kindly, "Young man, bear with it. Don't be rash."
Hearing that, Zhang Yang nodded his head with a kind smile. Then, he slightly turned his head to look and his expression became strange.
Zhang Yang was not the only one with a strange expression. Lee Shan and Ye Junyan both had a complex expression on their pretty faces, as if they had a tacit understanding with each other. The two girls simultaneously cast their gaze at Zhang Yang.
"Hur hur."
Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head, signaling them not to be afraid. He wasn't in a hurry, so he found a chair and sat down steadily with Fei in his arms. A faint smile appeared on his ordinary face.
The ones walking in the front were, of course, the middle-aged man whose face was as swollen as a pig's head, as well as the long-legged woman who had once again turned into an advanced blackwood ear.
Behind them was a group of crooked hooligans. Some of them were bare-chested with tattoos, some were covered with Yellow Hair's earring, while others walked with eight words. It was obvious that they weren't good people.
However, the three people walking in front of this group of delinquents were extremely eye-catching.
One was bald with a crutch, one was Yellow Hair with his nose wrapped, and the other was a vulgar looking man with his arms hanging from his hips …
Wasn't this the bald Yellow Hair, who went to Lee Shan's house that night?
That night, it was also the first time Zhang Yang tried to kill them, but he finally let them go.
The smile on Zhang Yang's face became wider as he watched the crowd get closer, but his eyes were getting colder and colder.
Although the baldy and the rest were already dead, they still maintained their majestic presence as they were surrounded by dozens of hooligans. However, as they got closer, their complacent expressions disappeared.
When they saw Zhang Yang sitting casually with the loli in his arms, all three of their expressions froze and cold air came out of their bodies.
The person Fatty Ma wanted them to take revenge on was not this God of Slaughter, right?
"That's him!"
What was there to be afraid of? Looking at the direction that Fatty Li was pointing at, the three's hearts shattered.
Especially when they saw Zhang Yang's faint smile, the few of them felt chills running down their spines. They cursed Fatty Li's eighteen generations of ancestors one by one in their hearts.
The middle-aged man, also known as Fatty Ma, did not notice the bald man and the other two's expression at all. He had a hideous and chubby face and looked like he was gnashing his teeth.
"Little bastard, you didn't think about it, right? F * ck my god. Today, I'll let you know how many eyes Lord Horse is staring at."
With that, he laughed complacently. His face twitched all of a sudden, and even until now, his face was still numb. He seemed to have just recovered and pointed at Lee Shan and Ye Junyan with a lustful look in his eyes.
"And you two bitches, I …"
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden bang sound. Fatty Ma felt his head go blank and his face was filled with astonishment. He turned his head and coincidentally met with three pairs of murderous gazes.
"Big Bro Baldy, you guys …"
"Go to hell, who is your Big Bro Baldie? F * ck that bastard, I don't even know who you are!"
Baldy raised his crutch and turned around to kick Fatty Ma's leg. With a thump, Fatty Ma fell to the ground, while Yellow Hair and the vulgar man took the opportunity to stomp on him a few times.
"Ah!"
The long-legged woman's screams rang out, and she had no idea what was going on.
She wasn't the only one who was shocked. The ten or so subordinates behind the baldy trio were also stunned. The other storefronts who pretended nothing had happened were also at a loss for words.
This... What kind of rhythm?
No one understood.
The three of them ignored Fatty Ma, who was moaning on the ground. They looked at Zhang Yang with an enchanting smile and bowed their heads, not knowing what to say.
Ever since they came back, the three of them often had nightmares and dreamt of waking up. Whenever they closed their eyes, they would see a face that seemed to be smiling, and a pair of eyes that were as calm and emotionless as a dead sea.
However, to be able to reach this step, the bald trio still had a certain level of insight. Not to mention the rest, in a second, they were severely injured, and then they ruthlessly broke their limbs. That night's cold and sharp killing intent made them deeply realize the terror of Zhang Yang.
After returning, the three of them thought the same, they all thought that Zhang Yang must have killed someone before!
Thinking about their lives, the three of them felt a lingering fear and also rejoiced, but they never thought that before they fully recovered, they would meet this God of Slaughter again.
F * ck!
The three of them wanted to die, but of course, before they died, they had to make that damn fatty carry them on his back.
Zhang Yang did not say anything. He raised his hand and pointed at Fatty Ma, who was lying on the ground. Then he pointed at the bald man and the other two and pointed at them.
The three of them were indeed experienced people who could read words and see the situation. They did not have the time to use their walking sticks, but they helped themselves and carried Fatty Ma in front of Zhang Yang.
"Hur hur."
Zhang Yang laughed lightly. The palm of his left hand slowly touched the back of Fei's neck as a warm Star Power flowed out. Fei's eyes started to fight, then she fell asleep while leaning on Zhang Yang's shoulder.
Then, without any warning, Zhang Yang raised his leg and kicked out heavily on Fatty Ma's face, instantly causing him to bleed from his nose. His body flew backwards and fell to the ground with a thump.
With a blood-curdling screech, Fatty Ma howled like a wild beast before he died. He was in so much pain that tears flowed from his eyes. He felt as if his nose was broken and his head no longer belonged to him.