Chapter 1,285 Eliminate opponents(2/2)
"Yes, who are you? You are Yang Jun. Of course you are not afraid."
In the past, he had always heard that Yang Jun was ruthless and merciless, but he always thought that he didn't take it seriously. Today, he finally saw what it means to be ruthless and merciless. He would do anything without blinking an eye. He was like Butcher Yang.
"Old Zhou, can you now tell me how you used Wang Yuping to drag me into this?"
Old God Yang Jun was sitting there.
"Don't tell."
Zhou Qiang suddenly straightened his back and sat upright.
"I, Zhou Qiang, am not a nobody. I don't believe you, Lao Yang, dare to touch me?"
He had expected that Yang Jun would not dare to touch him. Even though Yang Jun had touched Zhao Pengyu, he did not dare to touch him. After all, he was not an unknown person. Once something happened to him, the case would not be closed without results.
"Yeah?"
Yang Jun raised his gun and pointed it at him.
When Zhou Qiang saw this, his eyelids twitched, but he still sat there calmly.
After all, after all these years, Jingqi's kung fu is still pretty good. Besides, he can't lose his prestige.
"If you have the ability, just shoot. I don't believe you can walk out of this yard safely." Zhou Qiang.
"Hey, Lao Zhou."
Yang Jun sighed and said quietly: "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Today I will let you see that in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are empty talk."
When Zhou Qiang heard this, he looked at him doubtfully.
He didn't know what Yang Jun was up to, so he tilted his head and stared at Yang Jun without blinking.
"You are both lucky and unfortunate. You are the first person to see my true abilities, but you can only see me."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared under his gaze.
When Zhou Qiang saw this, he was so shocked that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.
How come a good person disappears all of a sudden?
Thinking about Yang Jun's sudden appearance just now, he seemed to have guessed how Yang Jun entered the tightly controlled courtyard.
Zhou Qiang stood up in a panic, looking around, looking for Yang Jun's shadow.
Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.
"Lao Zhou, I'm here."
When Zhou Qiang turned around, he saw Yang Jun standing behind him with a smile.
"Are you...are you a human or a ghost?"
Yang Jun heard this, thought for a moment, then raised his head and replied seriously: "I don't know whether I am a human or a ghost. If I am a human, I have the ability of a ghost. If I am a ghost, I am a ghost."
As a living person, I have seven emotions and six desires, as well as love, hate, and hatred."
"Hey, if I have to give a definition, it can only be... a god."
"god?"
Zhou Qiang looked at Yang Jun in shock.
In the past, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death, but after seeing Yang Jun's unpredictable abilities today, he no longer had any doubts.
"Don't believe it?"
Looking at his horrified expression, Yang Jun asked with a smile.
"It's not that I don't believe it, but it's hard not to believe it." Zhou Qiang murmured.
Hearing this, Yang Jun looked at him with a smile, and then said calmly: "Actually, you could have discovered that I am a god a long time ago, but you just didn't pay attention."
"Oh, how do you say this?" Zhou Qiang asked curiously.
At this moment, he had forgotten that he was in danger, and instead became curious about Yang Jun.
He knew that he would not be able to leave this living room alive today, and at the same time he had no hope. Facing a god-like opponent, he had no hope of survival.
Yang Jun walked up to him, stared into his eyes, and then said lightly: "Have you not noticed that I have always had this face for so many years?"
"Haha, me too..."
Zhou Qiang just wanted to laugh at himself, saying that he also had this face, but as he spoke, he suddenly looked at Yang Jun in shock.
The look on his face was frightened at first, and then slowly became calm.
"Yes, you have always had this face for so many years."
"Today, if you didn't remind me, I really wouldn't have discovered it."
"You have always had the face of a man in his twenties."
Although Yang Jun can be considered young and promising, if you want to sit in that position, you must be at least sixty or seventy years old, and you must be qualified. He has seen Yang Jun's file, and it clearly says Yang Jun.
He is forty-eight years old this year.
But the Yang Jun in front of him didn't look like he was forty-eight. He was clearly just a young man in his early twenties.
It was precisely because of this young and immature face that he despised Yang Jun. Unexpectedly, underneath this young face was the heart of a mature middle-aged man.
If he were to know that Yang Jun was almost ninety years old in two lifetimes, his jaw would probably be shocked.
"How...how did you do it?"
Zhou Qiang finally asked the question in his mind.
After Yang Jun heard this, he walked back to his original position and sat down.
He lit a cigarette and took another one to Zhou Qiang.
At this moment, the two of them no longer looked like mortal enemies. Instead, they sat down and chatted calmly like old friends.
"I don't know either."
Yang Jun exhaled a puff of thick smoke, and then said quietly: "Maybe it's because I am a god."
Zhou Qiang was holding the cigarette that Yang Jun handed him, but he had not yet lit it.
He knew in his heart that I only had this cigarette left in my life. Once this cigarette was finished, his life would also end.
At this moment, he felt fear like never before.
It was also the first time I felt the preciousness of life.
However, what is coming will always come, and you cannot avoid it by hiding.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qiang's face suddenly showed an expression of relief.
"Crack!"
Zhou Qiang lit up the cigarette resolutely.
Afterwards, they talked about everything like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, from how they met in the first place, to how they became colleagues, to how they became rivals, to how they made things difficult for each other...
"puff!"
Chapter completed!