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C48 A Man Doesn't Talk Much When He's Ruthless



C48 A Man Doesn't Talk Much When He's Ruthless

Zhao Quan didn't say a word when he saw the people surrounding him. He emptied his pocket and threw everything into the car.    

    

He didn't even need to ask who sent these people here. He could guess Han Jianguo's words in the morning.    

    

When he saw Zhao Quan's actions, a sneer appeared on the baldy's face. "Don't worry. We will only cut your ears. We won't rob you."    

    

"You are thinking too much. I am afraid that when I deal with you later, I will have to spend a lot of effort to find these things when I lose them."    

    

Zhao Quan's words stunned the baldy. He then laughed out loud and looked at Zhao Quan as if he was looking at an idiot.    

    

"You? You want to teach us a lesson? You came from the De Yun Club, right? You are so funny!"    

    

"I, Du Sheng, have been in the society for so many years. You are the first person I have ever felt happy before I teach you a lesson. It's good. In order to reward you, I have decided to cut your ears so that you can maintain symmetry. You don't have to thank me, I..."    

    

The big bald man who called himself Du Sheng was still talking when Zhao Quan suddenly punched out like a dragon going out to sea or a fierce tiger going down the mountain.    

    

Before Du Sheng could react, he felt as if there was wind blowing on his mouth, and it even hurt a little.    

    

But in the next moment, his entire mouth went numb, and he even felt his teeth loosen a little. He couldn't help but stagger backwards under the heavy blow, and almost fell to the ground.    

    

Then, he covered his mouth and stood there. He saw that Zhao Quan had actually taken the initiative to attack the brothers he had brought with him.    

    

It was like watching those martial arts movies. That guy suddenly jumped up in the air and spread his legs in the air, kicking the two brothers on the left and right. When he landed on the ground, he raised his elbow and hit the head of the brother in front of him.    

    

Du Sheng did not know how to describe it. He believed that if there was a storyteller here, it would be very interesting.    

    

But he was not a storyteller. He could only use the simplest language to describe what he saw in his eyes.    

    

His mouth was still bleeding, and he couldn't care less. He just watched helplessly. In less than two minutes, the six or seven brothers he brought with him were all thrown to the ground by Zhao Quan. Each of them had either covered their heads or their chests with pain on their faces.    

    

Patting his hands, Zhao Quan appeared in front of Du Sheng as if nothing had happened.    

    

Du Sheng sucked in a breath of cold air, instinctively feeling a little afraid. This fellow was a tough nut to crack, he was too good at fighting.    

    

However, he was not a coward who would piss his pants whenever something happened. He reached out and took out the dagger from his back.    

    

But before he could do anything, Zhao Quan took out the packet of cigarettes from the pocket of his shirt.    

    

After lighting a cigarette, Zhao Quan ordered him, "Three things. One, my cigarette is gone. I will confiscate your packet. Two, I am not from the De Yun Association. Three, quickly drive the car away and block my way. "    

    

Du Sheng held the dagger in his hand, his eyes filled with confusion.    

    

He came to cut people's ears, but someone snatched the cigarette away instead?    

    

If this were to spread, it would probably affect his reputation in the underworld, wouldn't it?    

    

Just as he was in a daze, Zhao Quan's words rang out once again, "Are you deaf? Why don't I repeat it again?"    

    

Du Sheng came back to his senses and hurriedly put away the dagger. "I'm not deaf, I'm not deaf. I'll move the car now..."    

    

One had to say that Du Sheng was really a man of one word and action. He quickly called his subordinates to get on the car and drove away in a hurry.    

    

After they left, Zhao Quan also went around the car and returned to the car.    

    

However, just as he was about to get into the car and get ready to start, he found that there was a person sitting in the front of the car.    

    

The person was wearing a white old man's shirt and a pair of large black underpants. One of his feet was even stepping on slippers as he stepped on the front cover of the car.    

    

The most eye-catching thing was the slightly curly shoulder-length hair. He looked like a behavioral artist with a brush between his ears.    

    

Seeing this fellow, Zhao Quan curled the corner of his mouth. In the next moment, he pressed the megaphone without batting an eyelid.    

    

After a beep, the guy in the car slowly turned his head like a sloth and said, "Why do you care if I'm scared to death?"    

    

Zhao Quan replied, "I don't care."    

    

After that, Zhao Quan got out of the car, and the guy in front of the car also got out.    

    

The two of them walked towards each other, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer. In the end, it was almost to the point where their toes touched the tips of their toes that the two of them stopped.    

    

In the next moment, the two of them attacked at the same time, but they hugged each other tightly.    

    

Zhao Quan was very happy and asked, "Third Brother, why are you here?"    

    

"I came to the country to do some things. After I'm done, I came to see you."    

    

Third Brother, Ma San, the controller of the underground power of Zhao Family. He was also Zhao Quan's biggest playmate when he was young.    

    

Of course, he was having fun, including shooting and fighting. They were all 'played' by Ma San.    

    

After that, the two of them sat in the car, smoking and chatting about their own matters over the years.    

    

After chatting, Ma San started to talk about proper business, "The old master called me yesterday and asked me if the place I work is far from your place. He didn't tell me to come over, but I could guess what he was thinking. He wanted to know when you would go back."    

    

Zhao Quan was silent for a while and replied, "There is still a coming of age ceremony there after all. I will definitely go back."    

    

Ma San's face revealed a smile. With these words, he could be at ease. It was also enough to let the old master feel at ease.    

    

As the two of them were chatting, there was the sound of cars roaring. Immediately, three business cars rushed over and surrounded Zhao Quan's car once again.    

    

Immediately following that, more than twenty social people rushed out of the cars, all of them aggressive.    

    

They didn't even bother to say a word, and rushed over with sticks in their hands. This really conformed to the saying, "A person doesn't have much to say.    

    

"Alright, I won't tell you anymore. Let's sit down and chat when we get home. Let's go."    

    

Ma San patted Zhao Quan on the shoulder, then opened the door and got out of the car.    

    

He did not know when he had stretched out his hand, but the brush that had been stuck between his ears had already fallen into his hand.    

    

The brush shaft was red and the brush's fur was snow white. It looked like a good brush.    

    

However, when Ma San waved the brush, the brush's fur separated, and a sharp blade appeared in the middle.    

    

After Ma San got out of the car, Zhao Quan started playing music.    

    

Before he could sing the middle part of "Saber and Horse Dan," Ma San had already waved his hand from afar, indicating that he should leave.    

    

As for the twenty or so social members who had been aggressive earlier, they had already covered their heads with their hands, trembling in pain.    

    

In the car far away, Du Sheng, who was holding a pair of binoculars, was trembling with both his hands. He was frightened by the ears all over the floor.    

    

In less than half a minute, the long-haired monster had harvested the left ears of his brothers.    

    

If that small spear like brush was not used on their ears, It's the neck...    

    

Du Sheng originally thought that he would definitely regain his face this time, but after seeing this scene, he did not dare to think too much about it.    

    

He hurriedly picked up his phone and prepared to call his brothers to leave, but at this moment, his phone rang first.    

    

When Du Sheng saw Han Jianguo's name on the screen, he immediately became furious.    

    

If it wasn't for this bastard, how could his twenty over brothers lose an ear each?!    

    

However, when he picked up the phone, he was not angry at all.    

    

"Haha, Vice President Han, don't worry. Zhao Quan has been taught a lesson by me. I promise that he will listen to me now..."    

    

After hanging up the phone, Du Sheng's eyes revealed a sinister look. Han Jianguo had caused more than twenty of his brothers to lose their ears. He would let Han Jianguo continue to provoke Zhao Quan. Sooner or later, he would cause a big trouble and make Han Jianguo suffer!    

    

At the same time, Han Jianguo and his son in the hospital had a new idea.    

    


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