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If this guy was really just a simple passerby, with Wang Yong's temperament, of course he would not care about him. Unfortunately, this guy actually regarded his fiancée as his partner, which made Wang Yong very unhappy. Once Wang Yong was very unhappy, this guy would naturally be in trouble.

As he fought along the way, Wang Yong had already brought down more than a dozen, and his momentum was getting stronger and stronger. His murderous aura gradually became stronger, just like the essence, making Liu Zhe feel like he was strangled and suffocated so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have blocked your way." Liu Zhe's face turned pale and he begged for mercy: "I'll give way to you, let it go." He hurriedly moved the wheelchair and tried to escape. How embarrassed it would be, how embarrassed it would be.

Pa~ Wang Yong stepped on his wheelchair, and Liu Zhe immediately had a miserable face that was almost the same as Huang Lian, who was stuffed all over his stomach, and cried and said, "Big brother, I'm just a cripple. Otherwise, who do you want to find? I'll help you lead the way."

While he was talking, Su Wuyue's voice came from Wang Yong's headset: "Judge, don't delay, the police are coming. There is a team of five-person security guards in the corridor to the right. Ah, one of them is holding a gun, be careful, judge."

Under the mask, Wang Yong narrowed his eyes and pushed Liu Zhe and his wheelchair forward.

"Big, brother. What are you doing?" Liu Zhe was about to cry and shouted, "I have an old man above and a young man below..."

The team of black suit security guards rushed out from the corner. The leader directly held a gun and aimed.

"Bang!" Wang Yong kicked the wheelchair hard, and rushed forward with a thunderous thrust.

"No, don't shoot, I'm..." The poor Liu Zhe screamed desperately: "I'm Mr. Liu."

Liu Zhe was obviously a regular guest here. The VIP level was quite high, and most security guards recognized him. He was stunned when he heard this. The security guard with the gun paused for a moment and did not dare to shoot randomly. If a VIP shot and killed him, the whole club would be too troublesome. Who else dared to come and play again in the future?

Just as the two security guards reached out to hold the wheelchair, the security guard with a gun wanted to bypass Liu Zhe and aimed at Wang Yong. He grew up from behind the wheelchair and hit the security guard with a gun. While he was falling forward, Wang Yong pinched his wrist with an extremely relaxed expression.

With a click, his wrist was crushed. When the gun fell, it was taken away by Wang Yong and hid it in a dark bag. He took advantage of the situation and hit the gun security guard, causing the body to rise in the air. Wang Yong reached out and grabbed his feet and threw him out.

Looking at his extremely relaxed appearance, it seemed that he was not throwing a person weighing more than 100 pounds, but a toy doll. The security guard with a gun hit the two of them. At the same time, Wang Yong grabbed the wheelchair again, pushed and hit him, and his legs flew.

He completely used the wheelchair as a weapon and shield, and was dazzled, accompanied by Liu Zhe's extremely frightened screams, and under the almost performative fighting. This wave of security guards lay all over the floor again.

In just a few seconds, Liu Zhe, who had been in great horror, had a smell of urine directly from his crotch. Wang Yongzhi frowned. He originally wanted to use him to make a bullet-blocking tool again. But now, he felt disgusting.

"Brother, thank you for helping you become an insider." Wang Yong patted his shoulder "friendly" and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Next, I can handle it alone. You can rest here and come back to pick you up after I finish the call."

As soon as Wang Yong finished speaking, several security guards who were beaten to the point of vomiting blood and wailing on the ground half-pretending to die were all stopped moaning, but stared at Liu Zhe with fierce eyes. They were afraid of Wang Yong, who was as terrifying as a tank car, who could not resist, but could not even feel hatred.

But how could the security guards who suffered a great loss because of him behaved in this kind of traitor who are insiders be willing to give up?

Wang Yong was very unkind and picked up Liu Zhe, who had not yet reacted, from the wheelchair and sat in the corridor. He pushed the cart and said, "Brother, you don't need to lead the way anymore. You have to take good care of yourself. I will pick you up in ten minutes at most."

"Ah?" Liu Zhe was shocked by the eyes of the security guards, and seemed to come back to his senses. He screamed with a pale face: "Big, brother, don't, you can't treat me like this. I, I'm just a cripple, at least I have to return the wheelchair to me first..."

But Wang Yong's figure, who was pushing the wheelchair, disappeared from the corner of the corridor in a very casual manner.

As soon as Wang Yong disappeared, the security guards who were beaten very badly began to smile grimly, and they began to struggle to crawl towards him like collective action. Especially the gun security guard who had his wrist crushed and vomited blood in his mouth, he hated Liu Zhe and Young Master Liu to the bone. His eyes were extremely vicious, and he crawled over while spitting blood. If it weren't for Liu Zhe, how could he be beaten so badly? I wonder if this wrist would be disabled.

Insider, traitor, damn.

"No, it's not my business. I'm innocent, I'm forced." Liu Zhe screamed desperately, screaming and explaining without anyone's expression. However, under the anger, hatred, and a strong revenge mentality, no one would pay attention to him. At least, he would also have to expel his anger just now from him.

Seeing that the explanation was useless, Liu Zhe began to drag his broken leg and crawl forward on the ground. The security guard behind him was also struggling to crawl to revenge him and vent his anger.

Unfortunately, Liu Zhe was overjoyed today. He was already weak and frightened, and was so weak that he couldn't use his strength. Soon, he was crawling and running away, and before he could even get a few meters away, a security guard grabbed his ankle and dragged it backwards.

"Help, Yafen Butterfly." Liu Zhe felt like he was being grabbed by a ghost and was dragging back into the devil's cave. He screamed desperately, but unfortunately, the more he screamed, the more excited the security guards became. He buried him in the middle, as if he wanted to pull such a person back even if he died.

...

"Judge, that cripple is so miserable. Tsk tsk, this is the first time I have seen humans take revenge on their enemies. It is so cruel." Su Wuyue saw the terrible and evil scene with her own eyes through the camera in the corridor. She hissed and sucked a few breaths of air conditioning, and said with some gloating pleasure: "At first glance, he is not a good person, a playboy. He doesn't forget to come out to play with women even if his legs are lame. He deserves it."

Su Wuyue was so miserable by this club because she had a classmate, so she was quite disgusted with this. She could see the scene in the corridor just now clearly through the high-definition camera, which made her feel so happy.

"Wuwu, uncle, come on. There are so many security guards in this broken club. How many bad things have to be done to earn so much money?" Su Wuyue muttered: "Uncle, there are seven or eight security guards lying around the corner of the corridor in front of the left to ambush you, be careful."

When he saw Wang Yong chopping melons and vegetables again and again, Su Wuyue was worried about him since she saw the security guard. Until now, she has become accustomed to his strength. Instead, she has sympathized with those black suit security guards. How much salary does the boss usually pay? Is it worth it to be so desperate? Poor.

After the announcement, she began to adjust the camera again, and began to enjoy free and real dramas from different angles. With these good dramas, she felt that the cooperation with her uncle was so pleasant. Don’t say that she quit voluntarily, even if she drove her away, she would not leave.

...

At the same time, in a large and very high-end office, a middle-aged man in a suit, with a burly body, a deep and a bit sinister face. He was sitting on the boss's chair, listening to the constant reports of the battle situation coming from the phone. The repeated failures of interception and arrest made his already fierce and sinister face become even more cruel.

The elite young men in the black suits in front of him were frightened by his aura and did not dare to breathe for a moment. They could only listen to the instructions. Mr. Tiger's temper is famously domineering. If anyone commits a crime and falls into his hands, it will make you unable to survive or die.

The middle-aged man named Hu Ye kept knocking on the table with his fingers. Looking at the man wearing a judge's mask on the monitor, he frowned and thought hard. In his memory, he seemed to have never offended this person.

But maybe, because he has too many enemies in his life, who knows who this person is for?

"Master Hu, I think he is coming for you."

Standing beside Hu Ye is a man and a woman. The man has a scar on his face, his eyes are inverted triangles, and he looks very vicious. The woman is tall and slim, beautiful and charming, and is wearing a cheongsam.

"Master Hu, should you avoid the limelight first?" The cheongsam woman said coquettishly: "This person doesn't seem simple."

"Hait for the limelight?" The Hu Ye showed disdain at the corner of his mouth: "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a pair of fists and two legs. There are so many of us and we still have guns, so I don't believe that we can't beat him?"

"Master Hu, I'm afraid of the police." The cheongsam woman said with a little worried.

"The police don't have to worry, so naturally someone will come forward to settle the situation for us." Hu Ye waved his hand imposingly: "Take out the guns and set the formation. If he dares to rush in, he will shoot them to death."

Everyone took out their guns, loaded the bullets and pointed them at the door.

Time passes by minute by minute.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The door was knocked away.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang ~ A series of deafening gunfire kept ringing, and bullets poured towards the door.
Chapter completed!