Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 1125 Three inches below the navel

When Yang Gang heard Huang Luguan's tone, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he didn't think this kind of thing was too complicated, after all, it wasn't like he hadn't done it before, but he wanted to do it more beautifully and thoroughly, which is the so-called not leaving behind. Any handle, this is his principle of doing things, so he feels that this matter is a bit difficult.

"Okay Brother Huang, I'll do it right away." Yang Gang quickly replied, while talking on the phone, he picked up his suit and put it on his body, picked up the car keys on the table and walked out.

"Well, move faster, so you won't have long nights and dreams." Huang Luguan didn't forget to ask at the end.

"Don't worry, Brother Huang." After Yang Gang finished speaking, he got into his silver-gray car.

It turned out that the person who picked up Yang Gang last night was just his driver, and there was a special situation today, so he didn't need to ask the driver to pick him up again.

Slamming on the accelerator, Yang Gang quickly drove towards No. 196, a shantytown in the northern suburbs, without calling Brother Jun and others. Yang Gang had his own thoughts on many things.

Unknowingly, it was past nine o'clock in the morning, Li Miao was in the dark hut, and the scene he was looking forward to happened didn't seem to happen yet.

Li Miao even felt a bit of desolation, especially when he saw his bare feet. He had never been wronged before, so Li Miao didn't expect anything else at the moment, only that the group of guys came over to punish him quickly, otherwise he would have to wait. The taste is really tormented.

There was no special movement in the yard. Ever since Brother Jun came to visit him early in the morning, it seemed to have fallen into silence. It must have happened that one of them was still asleep, otherwise there would be no movement It didn't work either.

Li Miao didn't bother to use perspective to see what they were doing, and waited depressedly for various situations to come. Of course, he also had his own limits. If there was no movement in the afternoon, it seemed that he had to use some means, anyway. Zhuang Xiaoying was already safe, and she had no worries.

Ten minutes later, Li Miao vaguely heard the sound of vehicles approaching, and he also concentrated his energy to make a careful judgment.

Sure enough, the vehicle was indeed coming towards No. 196, a shanty town, and it was the same silver-gray car from last night. Li Miao held Fang Tianyu's money and carefully observed every move of the outside world.

The car door opened, and it was Brother Gang from last night who got out of the car!Even though he was still wearing black eyepieces, Li Miao firmly believed that he had seen the right person. This was the guy who called the so-called Mayor Huang last night.

After Yang Gang walked into the courtyard, he walked straight into the room where Brother Jun was. Li Miao also stared at all this with concentration, because he knew that the curtain was about to begin.

With a creak, the door of Brother Jun's room was pushed open brazenly, as if the people in the room didn't deserve his respect at all.

At the same time, Brother Jun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking a smoky cigarette, immediately stood up, and when he saw that it was Yang Gang, he hurriedly told him to sit down.

The conditions here are simple, so it is definitely not possible to make tea for Yang Gang, and there was no time to boil water last night, and the water in the thermos was already cold, so Brother Jun didn't pour water for Yang Gang.

"Where did that guy go?" After Yang Gang entered the room, he didn't find Bancuntou, so he asked Brother Jun.

"Here, isn't that asleep?" Brother Jun pouted, motioning Yang Gang to look back.

Yang Gang turned around suspiciously, and on another single bed near the wall behind him, he saw a big-shaped Bancuntou sleeping soundly on the bed. It may be because he changed his sleeping position. No snoring.

"Oh, what a fuck, look for kicks." Yang Gang said that a man of one word, especially for those under his command, is definitely rewarded and punished. As long as things are done well, he can reward a car, but he has to smash it. I can't run away after a hard beating.

I saw Yang Gang walking quickly to Bancuntou's bed, and whispered: "Are you still sleeping?"

Bancuntou pouted, and replied in a lazy voice: "Get out, get out of here, don't disturb my sweet dreams, I'm just playing with a chick in my arms."

It seems that Bancuntou is reluctant to let go of his dream, and he scolded Yang Gang in a daze. Brother Jun at the side really sweated for him, because insulting Brother Gang is an extra crime, this guy has suffered a lot .

The corner of Yang Gang's mouth raised an arc, and he laughed in a contemptuous voice: "Okay, you are the first one who dares to let me go and call yourself Lao Tzu."

After all, Yang Gang suddenly raised his legs, and stomped on the Bancuntou on the bed with his feet wearing pointed leather shoes. Every foot hit the vital parts such as the chest and abdomen of the Bancuntou. As for the legs and buttocks, there was no foot. Kicking is enough to show how vicious Yang Gang is.

"Aw, ow, ah, who the hell kicked me." After Bancuntou was kicked heavily at the navel, he jumped out of bed on the spot in unbearable pain.

In an instant, seeing Yang Gang standing in front of him, this guy felt petrified.

"Hehe, didn't you just tell me to get the hell out of here, so as not to disturb your dream? Why are you scared now?" Yang Gang said calmly, completely frightening Bancuntou.

"I, Gang, Brother Gang, I, I." Bancuntou trembled all over, unable to speak.

"Hurry up and get off." Brother Jun on the side couldn't stand it any longer. If this guy was still standing on the bed pretending to be half-baked, he probably wouldn't be able to survive today.

Hearing this, Bancuntou scrambled and ran down from the bed, knelt down in front of Yang Gang with a plop, hugged his thigh and kept shaking, his mouth full of incomprehensible begging for mercy.

"Being my subordinate, not doing things honestly, and letting me sleep in late at almost noon, do you think you should die?" Yang Gang directly grabbed the few hairs of Bancuntou, and forcibly lifted him up. stand up.

Not to mention how uncomfortable it is, the feeling of pulling your hair is worse than death, not to mention being lifted up, the feeling is like pulling your scalp off, as uncomfortable as it is.

"Just now, Brother Gang, I'm damned, Brother Gang, you go around me, I don't dare anymore." Tears flowed from the pain of Bancun, the whole face was distorted and deformed, and the sweat dripped from the cheeks , with a miserable look of wanting to live but not dying.

"Don't dare again? Why do I think you don't have a long memory?" Yang Gang pulled it up suddenly, and Bancuntou yelled like killing a pig. The whole scalp seemed to be separated from the head. That feeling It was a real heartbreak.

"Long, long, I'm long, I'm long." Bancuntou faltered and couldn't speak, maybe he really hurt to the limit.

"Then I'll let you improve your long memory." Yang Gang said in a sinister manner, causing Bancuntou to be taken aback for a moment.

Before he could react, Yang Gang's pointed leather shoes kicked hard three inches below Bancuntou's navel. The strength and speed were definitely professional level. It seems that he often kicked others in the crotch on weekdays.

"Oh." Bancuntou groaned, rolled his eyes, and passed out like a puddle of mud, his legs would twitch from time to time, like a beast that had just been slaughtered.