Seeing that his subordinates really started to slap themselves, Boss Duan and Boss Xue seemed a little panicked. They were extremely afraid of Master Zhang now, but they couldn't hide their face and slap themselves. Otherwise, how could they continue to do anything in the future? Wouldn't it be a joke?

The two of them looked at each other from a distance through the right hands that were swishing through the air. The first three minutes were the pins and the smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder. At this moment, they suddenly felt like they were changing with the enemy.

"Stop it, stop it!" Boss Duan roared at his subordinates, and Boss Xue also shouted.

But it was useless. Those people were personally fucked by Mr. Zhang. They had far more profound understanding of Mr. Zhang's terror than their boss. Faced with such a freak, let alone the boss, even if their parents come, they will still be able to get rid of them.

"Why, do you want me to do it yourself?" Mr. Zhang turned his head and glanced sharply on Boss Duan's face.

Boss Duan suddenly felt that at that moment, he became naked and naked, and everything he had nowhere to hide, completely exposed.

The guy's heart couldn't help but tremble, his feet became soft, and he took a step back.

"I count to three. If you don't do it, I will do it." Zhang Dashao said calmly, as if he was talking about something irrelevant. "But if I do it, the consequences will be different. You have to think clearly."

Boss Duan's old face twitched, and a look of struggle appeared in his eyes, but the struggle just flashed by, and he immediately shouted fiercely: "Little slut, go to death for me!"

He raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at Mr. Zhang.

Although I know that this will not have much effect, as the saying goes, if you are anxious, you will jump over the wall. This is the case at this moment. Boss Duan is forced to lose his mind by Master Zhang, and he is angry in his mind. He just subconsciously pours bullets at Master Zhang.

Shaking his head and sighed, Young Master Zhang's toe a little on the ground, and his whole person turned into a black shadow, appeared in front of Boss Duan like a ghost, and raised his leg and kicked it.

Whoosh!

Boss Duan's huge body flew out like a cannonball. At the same time, there was a click, and it was the sound of a broken bone, which looked extremely harsh.

Boss Duan flew more than two meters high, rushed over the heads of everyone, and smashed hard on the wall, as if the entire office was trembling, and then fell heavily to the ground.

As soon as he landed, Boss Duan opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood. Apart from that, he had no strength to move.

When everyone saw that Boss Duan's chest had sunk into it for one or two inches. It was obvious that his ribs had been broken.

No one doubted that this was Mr. Zhang's mercy, otherwise Boss Duan would have lost his life.

But Mr. Zhang did not see Boss Duan's miserable appearance, and strode over, stretched out his hand and pinched Boss Duan's neck, lifting Boss Duan up, as if he was carrying a chick, relaxed and happy.

Boss Duan's face was only horror, and there was no other expression on his face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

With a sneer, Mr. Zhang threw Boss Duan on the ground like he was throwing garbage, walked over, and raised his foot and stomped on Boss Duan's right hand.

The crackling sound made everyone frightened. It was the sound of bone breaking, and Boss Duan's right hand turned into a pile of mud.

All the bones inside were trampled! After Boss Duan screamed at the top of his lungs, he fainted.

The office became extremely silent, and everyone seemed to have difficulty breathing. They looked at Mr. Zhang like a ghost. Is this person a human or a ghost? If it were a human, how could it be so terrible?

The silence passed quickly, and the people in the office soon came to their senses, and even more desperately sucked their faces, as if no one dared not let me slap myself and I was fighting with anyone, for fear that I would not be satisfied with Young Master Zhang, so he kicked himself again.

That kick can't stand it.

Boss Xue had a big mouth, shook his head hard, and then blew it hard at his anus. Finally, he woke up and looked around and stood in the corridor outside the door. Now no one paid attention to him, so why not take the opportunity to slip away?

Just as he moved his footsteps, Zhang Dashao put his eyes on the back of the Buddha, and turned around and said, "Boss Xue, do you need me to serve you?"

"No, no need." Boss Xue immediately shuddered and said stammeringly, "I'll do it myself."

After saying that, he raised his hand and thrust hard on his face, making the fat on his face tremble, not to mention how hard he worked.

Ten slaps were actually very fast. After everyone finished it, there was only one guy left. He was the guy who was going to cut Meng Liangjun's arm, holding a knife in his hand, closing his eyes tightly, and panting heavily. He didn't dare to act or resist.

This was a guy who was not a good person. Zhang Dashao saw this, shook his head and stretched out his hand. Everyone saw a shadow of his hand that seemed to pass by, and the guy's knife appeared in Zhang Dashao's hand.

Then Mr. Zhang raised his knife and fell, a cold light flashed, blood splattered, and one arm fell to the ground, breaking with his wrist.

ah!

The guy lowered his head in horror and stared at his bloody wound. He couldn't believe that this scene was true for a long time. After three or four seconds, he let out a lifeless scream.

Everyone felt a chill in their spine. It was not that they had seen people chopping their arms, but it was the first time they met someone like Mr. Zhang who didn't even blink his eyelids and had a calm and calm look like they were tickling.

They suddenly felt very grateful, fortunately they were wise enough and slapped themselves ten times in the face.

"Don't worry, you can't die." At this time, Mr. Zhang reached out and tapped the guy's arms and chest a few times. The blood that was squirming out of the wound miraculously stopped.

Meng Liangjun was staring at Mr. Zhang all the time, his eyes flashing.

Young Master Zhang glanced at Meng Liangjun, shook his head and sighed, without saying anything, turned around and walked out.

"Teacher Zhang, wait a moment." Meng Liangjun immediately chased after him again.

Young Master Zhang stopped and looked back at Meng Liangjun.

"Teacher Zhang, I want to be your younger brother." Meng Liangjun said with a serious look on his face.

"I have said a long time ago that I'm not here to make a living." Mr. Zhang said without hesitation, "Don't bother me with such words in the future, and don't follow me."
Chapter completed!