Chapter 173 C-level killer (I)

As Zhang Yang expected, after the first defeat in the offensive, the Japanese side seemed to have disappeared without a next attack. However, Zhang Yang knew that when he attacked again next time, it would not be as simple as the last time. Moreover, his strength was likely to be known by Japan. No matter how small Japan is, it is a country, how could there not even be any master? Zhang Yang had a foreshadowing that next time would be a difficult battle.

Three days passed, and it seemed as if nothing had happened in City J. During this period, Zhang Yang received a call from Fang Xiuxian. Strangely, Fang Xiuxian's attitude was very friendly on the call. First, he cared about Zhang Yang for concern, and then said that the Japanese had contacted him. The general meaning was that if allowed, the Japanese side would give up the idea of ​​acquiring Golden Avenue, but wanted to use money to rent all the stores on Golden Avenue.

Zhang Yang sneered that the little Japanese devils were originally an act of invasion, but now they change their words to rent a store, which is actually no different from possession, but it sounds very nice, resulting in some stores having a lot of thought. Although some store owners offered sky-high rent, the Japanese side actually refused to pay back the price at a bargain, and directly agreed and decided to sign a contract on the spot.

Although the shop owners who have this idea have been persuaded by their friends, more and more people have been moved. Indeed, what is the purpose of being a gangster? It’s just money! If you have money, you have women, if you have money, you have face, and if you have money, you have power!

Some shops can guess that this is a trap set by Japanese people. No matter how generous the conditions in Japan are, they always refuse in the mood of the War of Resistance Against Japan. This also made Zhang Yang feel a little relieved. What Zhang Yang doesn’t want to see most now is that his own people will be tempted by money and make concessions.

On the other hand, Zhang Yang and Wen Qiang met many times, but gradually stopped hiding, but sat together and drank and had a meal openly, which also made some gangs who were plotting against Tianmen fear. After all, Wen Qiang's strength and power were there. Who would dare to fight against his gang and half of the gangs in J City? Isn't it impatient to live?

On that day, Zhang Yang and Wen Qiang made an appointment to have dinner together. When talking about the issue of the underworld in J City, Zhang Yang said: "Brother Qiang, the underworld in J City can never be united now. It seems that the next battle will be difficult."

Wen Qiang nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, although I am the boss of half of the underworld in J City on the surface, this is only nominal. I can only control about 70% of the northern half of J City. To put it more seriously, this 70% is just a nominal matter. What I can really control is probably about 60%.

Zhang Yang was quite surprised to say this to Wen Qiang, because after all, it is rumored on the road that Wen Qiang is equal to half of the underworld in J City, but after Wen Qiang said this, it is not that simple. Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Brother Qiang, since you can also control most of the gangs, why not completely unify?"

Wen Qiang sighed and said, "People are different. The difference lies in greed. If your greed is bigger, the things you may do will be different from others. There are some things that you can't do with greed and desire, but you also need to have corresponding strength. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to control others, but the people you control may also bite you."

Zhang Yang nodded. It was true. Zhang Yang could not guarantee that everyone in Tianmen would obey absolutely. Zhang Yang suddenly remembered the problems in the Jianghu area and asked tentatively: "Brother Qiang, ask you something, do you know what the word Domain represents?"

Wen Qiang was shocked when he heard Zhang Yang say this, and then asked, "Brother, why did you ask this?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It seems that I asked the right person, Brother Qiang, even for me, can you tell me all the news you know about this?"

"Oh, okay, I didn't want to mention this word again, but since you know, I'll tell you, in the past, I had a brother, we grew up together and became part of the underworld together, and our relationship was closer than brothers, but the routes we took were completely different. I tend to use troops, and he tended to be himself. His name was Han Nuo. Although his name was very elegant, Xiao Nuo was always enthusiastic about exercising and training himself into a master. Five years passed, Xiao Nuo finally got his wish and became the number one master in the gang. He was very skilled. But one day, after fighting with a small gang, two people came to Han Nuo and asked Han Nuo to join an organization. Han Nuo disagreed, and one of them got into Han Nuo. Who would have thought that the man knocked Han Nuo to the ground with only two moves. Han Nuo couldn't stop him.

Xin fought back frantically, but the man only easily repelled Han Nuo. Finally, the man asked Han Nuo if he wanted to make his strength a little higher. If he wanted, follow them. Han Nuo finally agreed, because he could not refuse the temptation to improve his strength. Afterwards, when he was about to leave, Han Nuo told me that the two people were representatives of a mysterious organization. It was because Han Nuo exceeded a boundary and reached the so-called domain level. Therefore, the organization wanted to absorb Han Nuo and avoid breaking the balance of the Tao. Han Nuo said that he had no choice but to agree, otherwise the two people would destroy our gang. When Han Nuo left, he said to me: It may not be a good thing to really have strength, unless you have the ability to despise everything." Wen Qiang sighed heavily when he said this, as if he was missing Han Nuo.

"Brother Qiang, have you never met again since that time?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I have never seen him before, and there is no news about him. I really don't know what this organization is." Wen Qiang said helplessly.

Zhang Yang was silent. Wen Qiang looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Brother, why did you suddenly remember to ask about this thing?"

"I'm going to know that brother Qiang, I think that organization will come to me, too." Zhang Yang said lightly.

"What? You, are you too..." Even someone like Wen Qiang who can stay calm at any time also exclaimed at this time.

Zhang Yang nodded and said nothing.

Wen Qiang suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "Brother, what do you think about this?"

"Of course I won't surrender. If they really find me, I would rather get to know this organization!" Zhang Yang said, clenching his fist.

"Brother, although I don't know how powerful this organization is, judging from Han Nuo's words, this organization has even exceeded the standards of the underworld, and I still suspect that this organization..." Wen Qiang stopped talking.

"How is this organization?" Zhang Yang asked anxiously.

Wen Qiang was about to speak, but suddenly Wen Qiang yelled softly: "No, Zhang Yang, please dodge it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled gunshot sound came from the room, which was the sound of the pistol with a silencer. Zhang Yang, when Wen Qiang warned, had already subconsciously lying on the table. A bullet flew over Zhang Yang's face and hit the table, wiping a blood mark on Zhang Yang's face.

Zhang Yang quickly jumped out of his seat and looked in the direction of shooting. He found that a man in black with sunglasses sitting not far away was holding a pistol with a silencer aiming at him, and was slowly walking towards him.

"Damn it!" Zhang Yang growled and rushed towards the man in black.

The man in black seemed to know that Zhang Yang would do this, so he stopped, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger without hesitation toward Zhang Yang's head.

There was another dull sound, and Zhang Yang actually dodged the bullet. The man in black felt something was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but in terms of speed, how could Zhang Yang be faster? Zhang Yang rushed to the man in black, grabbed the man in black's arm holding the gun, and then bent down hard. The man wailed in pain. Zhang Yang then realized that the man in black was actually a foreigner. Then he grabbed the man in black's neck and raised the nearly 1.8 meters foreigner's face was red. When he was about to suffocate, Wen Qiang said: "Zhang Yang, don't kill him."

Zhang Yang then relaxed his strength, then swung his hand, and the foreigner hit a pillar in the room and fainted.

"Are you okay?" Wen Qiang asked Zhang Yang.

"It's okay, I just scratched my skin. Thanks to Brother Qiang, you reminded me." Zhang Yang said.

"It's fine." After saying that, Wen Qiang squatted in front of the foreigner, took off the man's sunglasses, and appeared in front of the two of them with a strange face. At least neither of them had seen this foreigner.

Wen Qiang called someone to get the foreigner to a warehouse, and then went to the warehouse with Zhang Yang, preparing to ask the foreigner where he came from.

When we arrived at the warehouse, the foreigner was tied to a chair and was still in a coma.

"Wake him up!" Wen Qiang shouted.

The little brother next to him brought a basin of water and poured it on the foreigner's face. The foreigner woke up suddenly. Seeing Zhang Yang and Wen Qiang, he kept shouting something, but unfortunately no one could understand.

"Damn, do you need to find an interpreter?" Zhang Yang said.

"Hmph, translator? I'll let him translate it by myself!" Wen Qiang said angrily. Today I came to Zhang Yang to talk about it. If something really happened to Zhang Yang, I couldn't explain it clearly, and how should I explain it to Boss Tang?

Wen Qiang came forward and slapped several big slaps in the face, which made the foreigner's eyes look like stars and his nose was bleeding.

"Damn, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you. I will only ask you once, will you be able to speak Chinese?" Wen Qiang roared.

Zhang Yang secretly smacked his tongue, but he didn't expect that Wen Qiang, who usually smiled, would have such a hot side.

"I can't say anything, you'd better let me go!" The foreigner was silent for a while and said in stiff Chinese.

Zhang Yang secretly stretched out his thumb. It seemed that Wen Qiang still had a good time. Wen Qiang seemed to see Zhang Yang's thoughts and said with a smile: "He is obviously a foreigner and has no one around him. If he doesn't speak Chinese, how could he appear in China?"

Zhang Yang slapped his forehead, understood the truth, secretly scolded himself for being stupid, then walked to the person and asked, "Why did you want to kill me?"

"Hmph!" The foreigner ignored Zhang Yang, turned his head and snorted coldly.

"Brother, I'll ask for help." Wen Qiang walked up to him and said.
Chapter completed!