"Take me to see Zhang Dabiao." Zhuang Lin looked at his slightly pale hair and said in an unreasonable tone.

Maotou covered his injured wrist and looked ugly. After hearing Zhuang Lin's words, he lowered his head and chose to remain silent.

"Don't let me play deeply there. I'm annoying about this trick the most. Do you think that if you don't speak, I won't be able to find him Zhang Dabiao? Think about it clearly for me. If I ask me to find him in person, by that time, I will definitely make him worse than death. I will do what I say." A cold gaze swept across Maotou's face, and Zhuang Lin said sternly.

Maotou still stood there and didn't move, but still didn't answer Zhuang Lin's meaning.

Zhuang Lin snorted coldly, and two more scalpels appeared in his hand. As his fingers hopped, the two scalpels flew out. The cold light flashed, and the hair made a scream of pain, and he knelt on the ground.

Zhuang Lin never ruthlessly treats his enemies. If this is in Africa or some European countries, he would not mind and would directly kill Maotou. But now he is in China and killing people here has a very bad impact. If he is not careful, he may trap himself in.

He strode forward, walked to Maotou's face, grabbed Maotou's hair with his left hand, lifted his head up, and looked at each other. In those eyes, he read a little firmness and more nervousness. This stubborn guy was also scared.

"Give you a last chance." Zhuang Lin hung his right fist in the air, lowered his head and looked at Maotou, and said.

Because Maotou's hair was pulled, he could only passively raise his head. Seeing Zhuang Lin's sharp gaze, he felt his heart shrinking violently, and a sense of fear was brewing. He simply closed his eyes and made himself not afraid, so that he would not betray the boss.

"Since you want to be buried with Zhang Dabiao, I will help you. For the rest of your life, you will always be a useless person."

A cold voice flew out of Zhuang Lin's mouth. At the moment he landed on the ground, his fist hanging in the air fell down, and with the force of crushing, it landed on Maotou's left shoulder blade, and three consecutive punches.

Everyone in the hall could clearly hear the sound of bone shattering. In the quiet hall, the sound was very crisp, but it was a bit creepy. Then what sounded in his ear was the wailing sound of Maotou like a pig, and he was frightened.

Especially those gangsters who were already scared to death were hiding in a corner of the hall at this time. The knife in their hands had long been thrown to the ground, their eyes widened, and looked at Zhuang Lin and his wailing hair in fear.

"Crack..." Zhuang Lin's fist fell on Maotou's knees again, and several consecutive fists were fists. The kneecap made a crisp cracking sound. Maotou raised his head and made a hysterical scream.

Maotou lay on the floor with his head on his back, his whole body motionless, as if he was dead. There was no emotional fluctuation on his muscles twitching face, and his bloodshot eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling.

The kneecaps of both legs were broken and the left shoulder was broken. He knew that he was completely useless. He was afraid that he would have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

He had too much unwillingness and hatred in his heart, but he couldn't hate it and put himself in his shoes. Once upon a time, he had used such cruel means to deal with his enemies, and he was unhappy in retribution. Today it was his turn.

"You... kill me." The severe pain on his limbs was tortured by him so much that he almost went crazy. His unsightly eyes looked tightly at Zhuang Lin standing in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I won't kill you because I won't attack a useless person, so you can die by yourself." Zhuang Lin stood in front of him, looked down at him, and said lukewarmly.

"Tell me where Zhang Dabiao is now, otherwise you can weigh the consequences yourself." After saying that, he no longer paid attention to his head and raised his head. His sharp eyes swept towards the gangsters in the corner and said coldly.

Zhuang Lin did not know Zhang Dabiao, and he had never heard of this name before. It can be said that he had no grudges or grudges, but from the moment this guy sent someone to besiege his bath center and bar, the bond between the two sides was even formed.

He never ruthlessly treats the enemy. Zhang Dabiao's existence has already threatened him. Even if he lets him go today, he may not appreciate it. On the contrary, he will become more and more aggressive in dealing with him with various means. In this way, it is better to deal with him directly, so as to save any trouble.

Those frightened and uneasy gangsters, cats in the corner of the hall, were all nervous. When Zhuang Lin's eyes swept over them, they were so scared that they shrank their necks.

Looking at the head of a disabled man lying there, they felt a trembling heart. Once upon a time, he was in this Dongcheng District, and the people on the road would not call him Brother Wei, but now he has become a land of such a place.

Compared with Maotou, they are just little gangsters without a name. Since this ordinary young man in front of him dares to be ruthless and directly destroy Maotou, why don’t he dare to destroy people like himself?

They were unwilling to be a useless man like a young man and spend the rest of their lives in a wheelchair, but they were afraid that after they told the man where Zhang Dabiao was, they settled Zhang Dabiao later. After all, they had heard of Zhang Dabiao's viciousness.

"Since you are unwilling to speak, then I can only take some effort to clean up you and then go to find Zhang Dabiao by yourself." Looking at the hesitant gangsters, Zhuang Lin narrowed his eyes and said.

While speaking, he held the frightening fist and strode towards the gangsters.

"I, I said, Zhang Dabiao must be in the world at this time." When he slapped the collar of a slut in front, the slut was so scared that he urinated and told Zhang Dabiao's whereabouts.

"Very good, you can lie down and sleep for a while." After getting the information he wanted, Zhuang Lin nodded with satisfaction. While speaking, his fist fell down and knocked the bastard in his hand fainted.
Chapter completed!