The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

When he drove the car near the neighborhood where this guy lived, Zhao Ziyang suddenly thought of a problem.

"Do you have a wife?" Zhao Ziyang turned his head and asked the co-pilot holding the middle-aged man with the injured leg.

Hearing Zhao Ziyang's question, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then nodded in horror.

"Brother, this matter has nothing to do with my wife..."

"Pfft!" "Oh..."

The saber pierced the middle-aged man's other thigh, and a howling sound came from his mouth.

"Shut your mouth." Zhao Ziyang made a sound.

The middle-aged man immediately closed his mouth, trying to suppress his pain.

Hearing that the other party had a wife, Zhao Ziyang immediately turned the car around and drove towards the most chaotic area.

This is a third-rate bar, and there is no good stuff in it, gangsters, gangsters, drug addicts, prostitutes, etc. This is the dark corner of the bright city.

After Zhao Ziyang parked the car here, he opened the car window and waved at the three ruffians.

Three ruffians covered in tattoos came over immediately after seeing it. Generally, such people are the ones who give money, and there are always many needs.

"Do something for me." Zhao Ziyang said to the three ruffians.

"Boss, let's negotiate a price first, hehe..." A guy with a cigarette in his mouth and a snake pierced on his arm smiled viciously.

With a sound of "shua", a thick stack of banknotes was thrown out of Zhao Ziyang's hand.

"boarding!"

This stack of banknotes was at least tens of thousands of yuan, but the money was thrown on the ground by Zhao Ziyang, which caused great dissatisfaction among the ruffians.

"Damn it, it's great to have a few stinky money, do you want to get some money?"

With a "snap", several stacks of banknotes smashed into the face of the talking ruffian.

"Boss, get in the car now, hehe..." The ruffian quickly picked up the banknotes, and the three of them got into the car.

Dignity is measured by money, and as long as the price is sufficient, it can be sold.

The car drove directly into the community, and a group of five people entered the middle-aged man's home.

"Hey, you guys!" A young woman with average looks and a little fat looked at the intruder in surprise, and then saw that her husband was covered in blood.

"Who are you? How did you hurt my husband like this?" The young woman glared at Zhao Ziyang and the others.

"Boss, what do you want us to do? Kidnapping? Robbing? Damn, are you kidding me? You won't do it no matter how much money you pay!" the ruffian cursed loudly.

"Pfft", the tiger teeth pierced through the ruffian's neck, and warm blood spurted out.

The other two ruffians who had never expected this scene were stunned, staring blankly at their heads falling to the ground, convulsing and dying.

"Ah!" The young woman screamed.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were full of fear, and he leaned back with both hands on the floor.

"Tell me where those photos and videos are, and whether they are hidden elsewhere, or you will know the consequences." Zhao Ziyang spun his blood-dripping saber, warning the middle-aged man.

"The hidden folders of the F drive of the computer, computer, and computer, don't, there are no other places, no more..."

Zhao Ziyang nodded, walked up to the young woman and made a silent movement towards her, pulling her up and walking towards the computer.

"I'll let you see what your husband has done behind your back." Zhao Ziyang quickly turned on the computer, and found nude photos and videos of his sister-in-law from the F drive.

The trembling young woman didn't pay attention, but she still saw it and knew that her husband had caused the trouble at home.

"You two take him to the bedroom." Zhao Ziyang ordered the two ruffians.

The ruffian with trembling legs was shocked, and immediately carried the middle-aged man to the bedroom according to Zhao Ziyang's request.

"Ma'am, please too." The cruel Zhao Ziyang clamped the young woman with one arm, walked into the bedroom and kept her on the bed.

The young woman seemed to have come to her senses, crying and pleading: "Brother, brother, this is none of my business, I am innocent, woo woo woo..."

Zhao Ziyang was indifferent, and the cruelty on his face became more serious.

"This young woman is for you to play with, it's fun, from head to toe, understand?"

The two ruffians looked at Zhao Ziyang in fear and strangeness, but when they saw the bloody corpse of their boss, they immediately jumped on the bed and tore the young woman's clothes.

"I'm innocent, ah! I'm still innocent, woo woo woo..." The young woman cried out in despair.

Yes, you are innocent, my sister deserves it... If you want to blame it, blame your man...

"It's not a disaster for my family... It's not a disaster for my family... Huh... Just let my wife go..."

At this time, Zhao Ziyang was sitting on the sofa, watching the two ruffians playing with the young woman fiercely in order to survive, his mind was full of images of his sister-in-law being bullied by this middle-aged man.Can't hurt the family?Without that statement, you always have to pay for your mistakes.

"Ah! Don't, please, don't, don't..."

"From head to toe, my request is from head to toe." Zhao Ziyang stated his request again.

The two ruffians immediately began to ravage the young woman from head to toe.

……

After everything was over, Zhao Ziyang smiled with satisfaction: "Good job, you two can go."

With Zhao Ziyang's consent, the two ruffians immediately opened the door and fled downwards.They survived because they helped Zhao Ziyang, and the ruffian died because they bargained with Zhao Ziyang.

"Does it look good?" Zhao Ziyang asked the middle-aged man with a smile.

The middle-aged man was already unable to answer Zhao Ziyang's question, his face was full of pain.No man can just watch his wife being played by others, this is the greatest shame.

This humiliation belonged to the captain first, and Zhao Ziyang was just repaying the past, which was not excessive at all.

"Okay, that's it." Zhao Ziyang stood up from the sofa and walked towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but stared at his wife crying on the bed, full of remorse.

But now the regret came too late, and he could only blame him for provoking the wrong person.

"嗤", a smear of blood burst out, the neck of the middle-aged man was cut open, and he lay down slowly on the ground.

The ravaged young woman shrank back again, looking at Zhao Ziyang in horror.

"I won't kill you." Zhao Ziyang put away his saber, pointed at the window and said with an extremely seductive smile: "You can just jump off by yourself, there is no point in your life, your man betrayed you, and will kill you." The water of misfortune has come to you, you have failed in life, why are you still alive? Open the window and jump, maybe this is the best result."

The woman in a trance really opened the window and jumped downstairs under Zhao Ziyang's persuasion.

"Bang", the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

A raging fire broke out from the closed room, and when the firetruck arrived, everything inside was burned in the fire...

Early the next morning, the sister-in-law who took the little guy to school saw an envelope stuffed through the door, and when she opened it, she saw a bank card and a piece of white paper with only one sentence written: Sister, live a good life——Yang son.

Holding the paper, Shen Ruolin knelt down and burst into tears.

"Mom, who bullied you? I'll go find my uncle!" The little guy hugged his mother to comfort him.

"No, no one bullies mother." Shen Ruolin hugged her son, wiped away her tears and murmured, "Uncle told me to tell you to study hard..."

"Yeah!" The little guy nodded heavily, and said in a very serious voice, "When I grow up, I want to be like my uncle, knocking down bad guys with one punch!"

……

In the following time, Zhao Ziyang traveled to half of China to visit the brothers' homes and sent 300 million cash to each of them.Although people are dead, no amount of money is useless, but he can only do so much. In this society, having money is much better than having no money.

Zhao Ziyang's last stop came to the city where he lived since he was a child, and walked towards his home.

My hometown has changed a lot, and there is a sense of familiarity and strangeness when walking on the street.According to my current memory, I haven't been home for four years. I don't know if my parents are okay.

Not good, definitely not good!Zhao Ziyang knew that his parents were not good, they had only one son, and the only son became a martyr and died for the country.

He really wanted to go home, but he didn't dare to go home. He didn't know how to face his parents when he went home. Maybe it might not be good to go home.

Zhao Ziyang, who could already see his own family, dodged and hid in the alley next to him, staring at a woman in her 60s and [-]s with gray hair, walking towards the vegetable market with a vegetable basket on her shoulders.

Her legs and feet didn't seem to be so sharp anymore, she felt like she was limping when she walked, her whole waist became rickety, and her outstretched left hand was still trembling slightly.

Zhao Ziyang, who was peeking at the woman, wept silently, his body standing against the wall slipped slowly, and sat down on the ground, slamming his fists hard on the solid ground.

The gravel cut his fist, and the ground was blood red, but he continued to cry silently as if he still didn't know, while mechanically continuing to smash the ground with bangs.

That was his mother, the mother who raised him up through all kinds of hardships!

The trembling left hand is the sequela left by the stroke, and the white hair on the head...

"Hmm..." Zhao Ziyang buried his head between his arms, biting his lips and crying.

A hand patted his shoulder lightly, and then a sigh reached his ear.

Zhao Ziyang, who was crying with his head down, suddenly raised his head and clasped the wrist that was patting his shoulder, a sharp light burst out from his eyes.

In front of him was a middle-aged man in casual clothes, but Zhao Ziyang knew that this middle-aged man was definitely not an ordinary person.His palms were covered with calluses, and his eyes were not cloudy like that of middle-aged people. On the contrary, they were abnormally bright, brighter than most young people.

"You're in a particularly low mood right now, otherwise I wouldn't be able to walk up to you without being noticed." The middle-aged man stood upright, with a soft gleam in his bright eyes, and gently pulled out his hand to touch Zhao Ziyang said: "There is a restaurant behind, let's go to the bar for a drink."

Staring at the middle-aged man for a while, Zhao Ziyang nodded, and walked side by side with him to the restaurant on the other side of the alleyway.