Chapter 7 - Your face is nothing

"Brat, you …"

Looking at Zhou Yang who was approaching, Chen Ming was startled and shouted.

"Your face isn't even considered fart here."

Zhou Yang stopped, looked coldly at Chen Ming, and said coldly.

After he finished speaking, he did not care about the furious Chen Ming in the slightest as he walked over.

"A fool has come!"

Seeing Zhou Yang walking over, the group of youths by the door laughed even more happily, but their faces revealed sinister expressions.

"I said, get lost!"

At this moment, Zhou Yang seemed to have become a completely different person. He was a decisive killer, a god of death who was bathed in blood.

The 10 or so sneering thugs' smiles froze. Just a moment ago, they had actually felt a chill invade.

"Who is he?"

Behind him, Zhu Xirou looked at Zhou Yang's back, his eyes filled with doubt.

"Is he really Zhou Yang?"

Xia Man muttered to herself.

For some reason, at this moment, Zhou Yang felt that he could support the heavens, making people believe in him inexplicably.

Zhou Yang looked straight ahead as he walked towards the door.

On both sides, more than a dozen youths were eager to give it a try, but none of them dared to step forward.

Branch...

The door was pushed open and a wailing sound could be heard from inside.

Hearing that, Zhu Xirou immediately rushed in, with Xia Man following closely behind.

"What's going on outside?"

Almost at the same moment the door was pushed open, a lazy voice sounded from inside.

"This sound …"

Hearing this voice, Chen Ming's heart inexplicably trembled.

He seemed to have heard this voice somewhere before.

"Manager Chen, save me! Save me!"

Just as Chen Ming was deep in thought, Chen Ke's begging voice came out from inside.

Hearing that, Chen Ming's body trembled.

In the next second, he realised that Zhu Xirou and the rest had already entered.

Now that he thought about it, it was already impossible to leave. Chen Ming felt a little regretful, and could only grit his teeth and walk in.

In a dark room, a group of coquettish dressed women were swinging their sexy bodies. On a leather sofa, a bald man around 40 years old was lying there, hugging each other.

Upon closer inspection, there was a long scar extending from the man's shiny head all the way to the right corner of his eye.

"Boss Hong!"

The moment he saw the person, Chen Ming immediately remembered who the owner of the voice was and cried out.

Hair suddenly rose up as cold sweat uncontrollably flowed down his body, his legs were shaking with all his might. Chen Ming looked at the figure on the sofa in terror.

In the southeast region of Han City, who didn't know his name?

This was a vicious person. Whether it was a person of the underworld or a person of the righteous path, they all had to respect him.

Rumor has it that three years ago, a director of the southeast district offended him, and the director suddenly died the next day.

No one knew who did it, but those in the underworld knew very well that other than the Boss Hong, no one else would have the guts to do so.

It was from that time onwards that the Boss Hong took control of the large South-East Region.

Back then, Chen Ming had also met him once, and in front of this person, Shao Wenshan did not dare to be arrogant.

At this moment, Chen Ming truly regretted it.

Who is Chen Ming? I heard you are the spokesperson for the Shao Group's Shao Wenshan? "

While Chen Ming was panic-stricken, the Boss Hong on the sofa moved and said indifferently.

Hearing that, Chen Ming almost fell to the ground, his face full of fear.

"Yes, yes." Lowering his head, Chen Ming nodded his head.

"Boss Hong, this has nothing to do with me! "Please observe carefully."

Chen Ming had already been completely terrified, and said with a sorrowful expression as he wiped off his cold sweat.

"Alright, you can scram now!"

Boss Hong laughed coldly, and looked at Chen Ming as if he was looking at trash.

Hearing that, Chen Ming thanked him profusely.

"In that case, are they …"

"Scram!" Chen Ming had not finished speaking when he heard the Boss Hong's impatient voice.

"Yes, yes, I will scram, I will scram!"

Hearing that, Chen Ming did not dare to say anything else, and scrambled out of the room.

"You are from the Seoul University's research institute?"

When Chen Ming left, Boss Hong gazed greedily at Zhu Xirou and Xia Man, and in the end stopped for a moment on Zhou Yang's body.

"Boss Hong, I am Zhu Xirou, the Director of Seoul University Research, and we do not have any intention of offending you. It was all a misunderstanding just now, please do not lower yourself to our level."

Although Zhu Xirou was afraid, she still relied on her courage and spoke slowly.

"Oh, I've long heard that the Director of Han City Research is a great beauty. It looks like he really lives up to his reputation."

Boss Hong wiped his lips, his eyes gleaming with lust, and said while chuckling.

"How about this, I won't make things difficult for you. Stay here with me for a night. Take this trash away."

Boss Hong laughed mischievously.

"You …"

Hearing that, Zhu Xirou's beautiful face instantly flushed red, while Xia Man's face was also filled with anger.

"Let me do it."

At this moment, Zhu Xirou felt a pair of strong hands on his shoulders. Before she could react, Zhou Yang had already walked up.

"Zhou Yang, what are you doing? You can't harm us at this time! "

Only, when Liang Shuqing saw Zhou Yang walk forward, his expression greatly changed as he cried out in alarm.

She did not want to be implicated because of this matter.

In fact, the source of this matter was her!

"From now on, shut your mouth. Otherwise, if they don't do anything to you, then I will do the same to you today! "

Turning his head, a pair of calm eyes looked towards Liang Shuqing, as Zhou Yang's voice sounded out.

He originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhou Yang's pitch-black eyes, Liang Shu's heart inexplicably shook, and he instantly shut his mouth.

"Kid, there's a huge price to pay for trying to be a hero at a time like this."

Boss Hong sneered as he looked at Zhou Yang. He admired the other party's calmness.

"Playing hero? I think Boss Hong is wrong. "

Who would have thought that Zhou Yang would actually shake his head and come to his side after a few steps.

"You're right, this is just trash. Who cares about trash?"

Boom! *

His expression was still calm, but in the next second, Zhou Yang threw a kick at Chen Ke.

Bang! Chen Ke instantly shrunk into a small shrimp ball, without even letting out a wail.

This sudden scene caused everyone to not understand what Zhou Yang was trying to do.

Zhu Xirou frowned. Xia Man covered his mouth in shock, while the corner of Liang Shuqing's mouth trembled.

"Kid, what do you mean?"

Boss Hong straightened his body with a boom and looked at Zhou Yang with an ominous glint in his eyes.

It had been three years, but there had never been a person who dared to be so ruthless in front of him.

Zhou Yang was the first one.

"Very simple. How about we discuss a collaboration?"

While speaking, Zhou Yang once again kicked towards Chen Ke. There was the sound of friction as Chen Ke was pushed to the side.

At this time, Zhou Yang walked straight up to a sofa and sat down.

He glanced at the so called Boss Hong, and the cold corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.

Playing tricks in front of Flying Lord was simply courting death!

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