Chapter 93: Break Bar

Teenagers who appear on the street for no reason are not tall, soft and weak, and they seem to be crying when they are scared.
A few Yan's helpers looked her up and down, and said, "Boy, who are you? Open your mouth and see our boss. Do you know who our boss is?"
"Gao Zhaolong." Song Yechu was there to answer any questions, and flutteringly reported the name of Yan Gang's head.
A few of them stunned, and immediately they were all unhappy, "Well, do you call our boss' name casually, I think your is awkward and crooked." Then, he raised his hand and pushed it forward. Teenager.
Unexpectedly, the palm of the hand was pinched as soon as his hand was shot. The juvenile slender fingers seemed to be weak, but they were very hot. They turned the outstretched hand directly outward, twisting the man's voice out of pain.
"Well, what's your kid doing? Brothers, if someone hits the floor, they'll all show me up." The little brother next to him saw this and immediately came out to resist.
Song Ye twisted an arm in one hand and lifted his feet to rush the crowd out, but he went in while hitting.
The Yan Gang is the biggest gang in Shishi. It can be said that it only covers the sky with hands. The brothers in the gang are usually arrogant. I didn't expect to encounter a more horizontal one today. Ten brothers were forced to the dance floor.
The bar owner who was still interrogating in the hall was startled. "What's going on? Who is it?" After looking at it for a long time, it became clear that only one teenager had hit the scene.
With a bang, Song Ye threw the man in front of the door onto the dance floor. Then he put his hand back in his pocket in his spare time, and turned to look at the man in the deck with a fixed look. "Boss, thank you."
In a flower shirt and pants, Gao Zhaolong with a tattoo tattooed on his cigar, stared at the young man who was walking up, his front teeth grinning, and he smiled, "Boy, you are brave enough." After that, he looked under his hand. People still want to stop the teenagers from coming forward, and they kicked him without hesitation. "Waste, don't get away." I didn't stop anyone at the gate, but now there is a fart.
Song Ye wasn't interested in seeing him show his power, sitting down on his own, and raised Erlang's legs. He said flatly, "I'm here to talk about business."
Trading? Gao Zhaolong raised an eyebrow, looked at Song Ye again, then leaned forward and showed a rather sloppy smile, "Before that, kid, you know, the person who moved my Yanbang is What consequence? "
The heavy epilogue had not yet fallen, and Gao Zhaolong's hand suddenly reached behind his back, only to hear a click, a dark pistol hit his head.
However, it is not the head of the teenager.
Song Ye passed the muzzle in his hand forward, and aimed at the man's brows, his voice remained unchanged. "Is Gao Boss saying this result?"
At that time, no one could see clearly how she pulled the gun. Gao Zhaolong was stiff, and he did not dare to move the muzzle on his side for another half a minute. "Brother, have something to say, and be careful." His voice was tense. Dead tight, a faint tremble.
Song Ye had long heard that this man was very insidious. If it wasn't for her quick hands, I'm afraid he would be shot dead.
A slamming gun shot, Gao Zhaolong only felt that sound exploded in his head, and his body couldn't stop shaking, but in a blink of an eye he saw that the gun in his hand was shot.
"Boss Gao, let's talk about business." Song Ye calmly put his gun on the table, as if nothing had happened just now.
Gao Zhaolong's back of the forehead had already sweated coldly, and the juvenile marksmanship was so accurate.
To this day, his boss, Yan Gang, had to sit down and talk with each other calmly, "I don't know what my brother wants to talk to me about?"
"My friend didn't happen to cause trouble in your field today. I want to trade my friend's life for a share." Song Ye didn't make a mystery and went straight to the door.
The other party hesitated and hesitated, "The friend said by the little brother, wouldn't it be the one who killed my boxing boss today?"
"Well." Song Ye answered, and the light under the brim looked at Wang Tiechuan, who was lying on the ground and was dying, a flash of coldness in his eyes.
Gao Zhaolong also sank his face and said in a rough voice: "Gao doesn't know which way the little brother was mixed up, but today your friend killed someone here, and the second leader of my gang is still killed. Letting you go like this, I ca n’t tell my brothers. "
The implication is that even if Song Ye took Wang Tiechuan out of the bar's door today, the Yan Gang would not take care of it.
In the face of such a threat, Song Ye didn't even move her brows, took out a few pieces of paper from her pocket, and put it on the table. She looked calm and said, "Boss Gao might just read this document before talking."
Gao Zhaolong frowned, and he was a little timid with a fearless attitude towards the teenager. He reached out to get the documents, and then looked intently. His face changed suddenly, and he threw something on the table with a stern blow. Staring at the boy, he said coldly, "Where did you get this thing?"
"Someone stays, you can get it." She sold it off with impulse, and put all the responsibilities on Wang Changbiao who left the evidence. Even if the two cannot really be separated, it is enough to make Gao Zhaolong's heart. A suspicion.
Sure enough, the Gao Zhaolong on the other side bit his teeth and didn't say a word for a long time. At last, he grabbed the information and crushed it in the palm of his hand. The tall body suddenly stood up and seemed to be leaving.
"I'll give it back to you, but please also keep your own tone. If you let me hear something outside, my gang will not let you go."
After warning Song Ye, he walked out calmly.
"Wait." Before coming out of the dance floor, a voice of coldness and alienation came from behind.
Gao Zhaolong turned around and looked at her coldly.
Song Ye got up and walked to Wang Tiechuan's side, helped people to the sofa, and pointed at the terrible face: "My friend was beaten so badly, shouldn't Gao Boss give some compensation? At least I think that my It's worth several second-handers. "
This sentence stabbed Gao Zhaolong's heart socket, he gritted his teeth, almost squeezing his voice from his teeth, "What do you want?"
"It's very simple." The thin lips exposed under the hat brimmed slightly, showing a good shape, and then spit out a few words from that mouth, "I want your punching field."
I want your boxing ring.
This sentence is light and light, but it has the weight of an atomic bomb, and it is so horrible to smash into the ears of each Yanbang brothers.
"Are you crazy?" Gao Zhaolong finally couldn't help but yelled. The young man in front of him was clearly a lunatic.