Supreme Master In City

Loong Wei reached out his hand and grabbed the leader of the thugs who was kneeling on the ground. He questioned coldly: "Tell me, who is the mastermind behind this?"    

    

The blondie took the initiative to stir up trouble and led Loong Wei outside. This was definitely not a coincidence.    

    

At this moment, the leader of the gangsters was already frightened out of his wits. He hurriedly said, what happened?" It's a boss with the surname Yang. He asked me to break your legs. Good man, please let me go. I'm just following orders."    

    

Loong Wei guessed that it was President Yang who was playing tricks behind the scenes. It seemed like the one with the surname Yang was at the end of his life.    

    

" Get lost! " Loong Wei threw the leader of the gangsters more than ten meters away and turned around to leave.    

    

Back in the bar, Hee Wanqiu was nowhere to be seen. The place was a mess and there seemed to be signs of struggle.    

    

Loong Wei's gaze was piercingly cold. The temperature in the bar instantly dropped to freezing point. Everyone was so scared that they trembled.    

    

"Sir, not long after you went out, a few people dragged your girlfriend away. They..." A girl who had witnessed the whole process said timidly.    

    

"Yes, thank you." Loong Wei said and strode out.    

    

President Yang must have taken advantage of the time when he was fighting with the gangsters to take Hee Wanqiu away.    

    

President Yang, you better pray that you die immediately, or else I will make you wish you were dead!    

    

In the parking lot outside the bar, a white car slowly started up.    

    

Hee Wanqiu, who was in the car, shouted in panic, "Yang, let me go! You scum, where are you taking me?!"    

    

Director Shen pinched Hee Wanqiu's sharp chin with great interest, and a trace of infatuation flashed across his eyes. "It is indeed an outstanding beauty. No wonder so many people are captivated by you."    

    

"If I didn't give you to Young Master Chen in exchange for great benefits, I would like to enjoy you myself."    

    

The more Hee Wanqiu heard, the more anxious she became. She struggled with all her might and shouted with all her might, "Someone, help! There's a rogue!"    

    

The originally pleasant and pleasant voice was now extremely noisy. President Yang gave a look to the subordinates behind him.    

    

The subordinate suddenly waved his hand and knocked Hee Wanqiu unconscious with a knife.    

    

President Yang was about to enjoy the moment when the driver suddenly braked and almost knocked President Yang's nose out.    

    

"Damn it, how did you drive? Are you blind?"    

    

President Yang rubbed his sore nose and cursed.    

    

Before the driver could say anything, President Yang saw Loong Wei in front of the car and was shocked.    

    

Why was this kid still alive? How could those gangsters not get rid of him?    

    

President Yang cursed in his heart and shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Drive! Hit him to death!"    

    

"Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst!" The wheels violently rubbed against the ground, and waves of blue smoke rose.    

    

The car's engine continuously roared, but it was unable to move forward in the slightest.    

    

The driver, who was sweating profusely, turned around and said to President Yang, "President Yang, our car can't move!"    

    

President Yang was so angry that he slapped the driver. He said on his face, "You are an f * cking trash. You don't even know how to drive. What use do I have for you?"    

    

"Get out of the car!"    

    

President Yang pushed open the door. A few of his subordinates in the car saw the situation and quickly came over to help.    

    

Loong Wei only let go when he saw President Yang get out of the car and turn off the engine.    

    

"Hualala!" More than a dozen thugs surrounded Loong Wei in an instant. President Yang sneered, "Kid, you are bold enough. I haven't gone to find you yet, but you actually took the initiative to deliver yourself to me. Do you want to die?"    

    

Loong Wei saw that he was talking nonsense with you and asked straightforwardly, "Where is Hee Wanqiu?"    

    

President Yang sneered. "What a joke. Your woman is gone. Why are you asking me? Who knows which wealthy young master she is crazily having fun in bed? Hahahaha!"    

    

Loong Wei smiled and stared at President Yang with his cold eyes.    

    

President Yang felt his scalp tingle when Loong Wei looked at him. He subconsciously took a step back.    

    

"Let's attack together and cripple this kid!" President Yang gave the order, and the fighters rushed forward.    

    

This group of killers with killing intent was hired by President Yang with a lot of money. They were much stronger than the previous group of gangsters.    

    

At this moment, more than a dozen of them attacked at the same time. Their momentum was so strong that it caused the surrounding sand and stones to fly and the ground to tremble.    

    

President Yang's eyes were smiling, as if he had already seen Loong Wei kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.    

    

However, in the next second, President Yang was stunned.    

    

"Swish! Swish! Swish!" Fists of fists kept flashing in front of the fighters. Each punch created a strong wind, blowing President Yang's face until it hurt.    

    

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fighters had all fallen to the ground.    

    

President Yang's heart was in a mess. He was shocked to the extreme. This man was outrageously strong. He was simply a monster!    

    

The pale President Yang subconsciously kept retreating. After he got a little farther away, he broke into a run and slipped into the car.    

    

He locked the car door and was about to start the fire to escape.    

    

"Bang!" Before President Yang could start the car, the door was pulled open by Loong Wei. President Yang was pulled out of the driver's seat like a dead dog.    

    

Loong Wei threw President Yang onto the ground as if he was throwing garbage, staring at him coldly.    

    

"Don't... Don't kill me. I was also ordered by someone. Mr Loong, I really know my mistake."    

    

After President Yang said those teary words, a cold smile emerged on Loong Wei's face. "Who ordered you?"    

    

President Yang swallowed hard and said in a low voice. "As long as you are willing to let me go, I can tell you."    

    

"But I can only tell you one person about this..." President Yang stood up slightly and moved closer to Loong Wei. "Actually, it is..."    

    

As they got closer and closer, President Yang's eyes suddenly became bloodshot. He quickly took out a sharp dagger from his pocket and stabbed it at Loong Wei's heart. "Go to hell!"    

    

However, the dagger in the air was caught by Loong Wei's two fingers and used a little bit of force.    

    

"Crack!" The sound of metal breaking was heard and the sharp dagger was broken by Loong Wei.    

    

The blood-red light in President Yang's eyes turned into horror at this moment. His knees went soft, and he knelt down in front of Loong Wei. Mr Loong, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I will never do the right thing to you again. "    

    

"It was that bastard Chen Sheng who took a liking to Miss Hee. That's why he asked me to come and kidnap her."    

    

"But don't worry, I didn't hurt Miss Hee at all."    

    

"Mr Loong, I said everything. Please let me go, please..."    

    

President Yang kept kowtowing on the ground, until he was badly mutilated.    

    

Loong Wei sneered. "Surnamed Yang, I gave you a chance."    

    

"But you kept causing trouble for me, and now you want me to let you go?"    

    

After saying that, Loong Wei lifted his foot and stomped on President Yang's thigh.    

    

"Ka!"    

    

The sound of bones cracking could be heard. President Yang let out a cry that was a hundred times more miserable than a pig being slaughtered.    

    

"Ah!!!"    

    

However, Loong Wei did not have the slightest pity. He lifted his foot and stepped on his other leg.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

Both of his legs were broken. This time, President Yang didn't even have the chance to scream. He was lying on the ground like a dead dog, breathing less and more.