The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 49 Don't move, I have a gun in my hand
Star Entertainment Club.

An unremarkable clubhouse in Yangcheng, located in the bustling downtown area, is also one of Zhang Chao's industries. It is only developed for high-ranking officials and business tycoons with membership status. It is a private club.

After dealing with everything, Shen Lang rushed here non-stop.

Compared to the dead silence of the university town, the rest of Yangcheng is truly a city that never sleeps, brightly lit, even at three o'clock in the morning, this street is still full of people and cars.

There aren't many, but every now and then a well-dressed duo will show up and walk into the club.

As if to participate in some activities.

Shen Lang squatted outside with helplessness written all over his face.

He can't get in...

From the mouth of the Daowen Dahan, he learned that Zhang Mingyang will attend a charity party organized by him tonight, and celebrities from all walks of life will appear one by one.

But the big man with the knife pattern didn't tell him that if he wants to participate in this charity party, he needs to be a member of the club first and be on the invitation list.

For this, he was ridiculed.

After all, he had just experienced an extremely dangerous battle, so his body was naturally not very clean, and even the clothes he wore were of the nature of sportswear.

It was a pajamas he found randomly after he finished training in the Mad Demon Golden Body.

Compared with the group of celebrities coming in and out, he is undoubtedly not on the stage.

No wonder the security stopped him.

"Why am I not the protagonist? Generally, when the protagonist encounters this kind of thing, he will definitely have some conflicts with the security guards, and then some unknown little villain will jump out to provoke him. When the atmosphere reaches its peak, there will be a decent boy who will assist him. A beautiful woman appears, saves her, and puts on a secret agent."

Shen Lang propped his face, squatted on the side of the road, looked at the brightly lit singing and dancing venue in the distance, and sighed silently.

He is not the protagonist, just a simple ordinary person.

I don't know any celebrities.

Even if he wanted to slap him in the face, no one cooperated with him.

"Tonight may not be the best time to do it."

Excluding the fact that he couldn't even get into the charity gala, there were too many people, which was also a problem.

He couldn't forcefully kill Zhang Mingyang in public. In that case, even though Zhang Mingyang was a person full of evil, he would be whitewashed as a victim under public opinion.

And he will be wanted by the whole country, and he will live a life of desperation from then on.

This is not what he wants.

However, if you don't do anything now, it will be too late when Zhang Mingyang finds out about his father's murder.

It's just that the one who regrets becomes him.

Heaven and man are at war in their hearts, and Shen Lang is constantly observing his surroundings.

"what!"

Suddenly, Shen Lang saw Zhang Mingyang's mount.

A black Land Rover.

The license plate number of Zhang Chao's car is only one digit away.

With an idea in mind, Shen Lang went to a hardware store some distance away from the club and bought a long iron wire. He carefully stuck his hands to the car window and pulled it down forcefully.

After opening a small slit, the iron wire was stretched in.

Then with a pull, the driver's door opened.

Get in the car and close the door.

Everything is silent again.

……

Ten minutes later.

At the door of the club, two men suddenly walked out.

A heroic, well-dressed young man who looked very gentle, a burly man in a black suit and sunglasses followed behind the young man.

This person is none other than Zhang Mingyang and his subordinates.

"Something happened, definitely something happened."

At this moment, Zhang Mingyang was walking, flipping through the address book on his mobile phone, and muttering to himself.

Dial: Father.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is off..."

Dial again... It's still the cold customer service voice.

"Young master, Zhang Chao's boss may be delayed by something." The bodyguard who followed behind was somewhat disapproving. As an old man who followed Zhang Chao's life and death, he was trusted by Zhang Chao and sent to protect Zhang Mingyang.

He felt that the accident that Zhang Mingyang said was too serious.

May I ask, within Yangcheng, who dares to touch Zhang Chao?
Who has this strength?
As for the phone being turned off, there are too many possibilities.

Like... flirting.

Another example... some shady activities.

If he thought that something happened to the person just because the phone was turned off, then he might have to suggest to the boss to take Zhang Mingyang to the neurosurgery department.

"Brother Long, you don't know, my dad won't turn off the phone easily, and three or ten minutes ago, he called me personally to ask me to be careful, and sent me a document by the way, which recorded the name of the company in detail. It is the company of Baiyun Pharmaceutical, and the personal file of a man named Shen Lang."

Opening the car door, Zhang Mingyang sat in the co-pilot, and the burly man was in the driver's seat, and asked, "Then, where are we going now, son? Your charity party is still going on."

"Go to the place where my father disappeared last, which is a road in the Yunwu Mountain Scenic Area."

Zhang Mingyang clicked on the GPS and pointed to the location where Zhang Chao's last signal disappeared.

Then staring at the photo on the phone, Shen Lang's profile, lost in thought.

"Brother Long, why do you think my father sent me this person's information?"

The burly man just glanced at it lightly, then said with a smirk:
"Young master, don't you know the boss's character? If he is a serious customer, how could he send you information in the middle of the night? I'm afraid the boss is plotting this company, but there is a troublesome person, and the boss is inconvenient. It is inconvenient to make small moves on the surface, so I handed it over to you, an outsider who has nothing to do with the boss on the surface, and this is for you to eradicate those who block the way."

"Hahaha, that's what I said."

At this time, Zhang Mingyang also seemed to have let go of his gentle appearance, and a perverted smile appeared on his heroic and extraordinary face, "Just a second-rank warrior, brother Long, are you going to do it yourself or me?"

"I think this boy is quite in line with my taste."

Hearing this, the burly man couldn't help but shudder. This sentence does not mean that Zhang Mingyang has a hobby of homosexuality, but that he likes to torture those who seem to be pampered and have not suffered any pain. .

According to Zhang Mingyang's original words: It only takes a simple preparation, and these people will lose their original colors. How tough they were originally, who would rather die than surrender, and then look like a dog, kneeling in front of him to add soles.

This kind of contrast is Zhang Mingyang's favorite.

He had also seen those "pets" kept by Zhang Mingyang, and they were horrible.

If Zhang Chao is vicious, venomous, and a generational hero, then Zhang Mingyang is truly a pervert.

Of course, he can only rot in his heart.

"Then I'll do it, Brother Long, just watch, he's just a second-rank martial artist, if he can stop my spear..."

In the next moment, before Zhang Mingyang could finish speaking, the perverted smile on his face froze for an instant, and so did the burly man.

Because, from behind the car, a figure suddenly protruded.

And put something on the heads of the two of them, and the hoarse and low voice echoed in the car: "Don't look back, keep driving, put your hands where I can see, or don't blame me for being blind .”

In order to try to prove that he really had a gun in his hand, Shen Lang pushed the heads of the two of them, and in order to ensure the truth, he held his hands against the heads of the two, and burst out a raging force of energy and blood.

At that moment, Zhang Mingyang and the bodyguards stopped what they had just done, sweated profusely, and dared not move at all, as if they were being pressed against their heads by a pistol.

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