Huadu small security guard

Chapter 557
The man thought that the name of the Meng family in Liaodong had already frightened Zhang Yiming and Hou Yu. When he was secretly proud, a fist the size of a sandbag appeared in front of him, and then there was a flash of gold stars in front of him, and he was beaten by Zhang Yiming flew out.

When his companion saw Zhang Yiming making a move, he was startled at first, but obviously reacted quickly, and immediately rushed towards Zhang Yiming, but his speed was fast enough, Hou Yu was even faster than him, and his fist had not yet been raised , this guy also flew out.

Hou Yu has always been quick, accurate and ruthless in fights. This guy was slapped on the back of the head by Hou Yu, and at that time his eyes turned white and he lost consciousness.

"Two people who pretend to be majestic, do you really think that in Liaodong, the Meng family can cover the sky with one hand?"

Hou Yu spat at the two watchdogs and said contemptuously.

Zhang Yiming looked up at the surveillance camera outside the door, lit a cigarette and said, "Someone will trouble us soon, take Meng Haoran down before Meng Fanhai knows what happened here, the action must be quick."

Hou Yu made an OK gesture, and said with a smile: "Brother Yiming, there is no problem. To deal with these bastards, one punch can handle one. If you come to a hundred and eighty, that is a matter of one hundred and eighty punches."

Regarding Hou Yu's fighting power, Zhang Yiming never doubted it. He kicked the tempered glass of the Dijin Bar into pieces.

Needless to say, there was such a big commotion at the door, and the picture of the two of them packing up the two watchdogs had already appeared on the monitoring screen.

As soon as Zhang Yiming and Hou Yu entered the lobby of Dijin Bar, more than a dozen men in black with sticks rushed out and surrounded them.

"Are you two bastards here to smash things, and you don't open your dog eyes to see whose property this bar is, and break them both for me."

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed eyes, who looked very gentle, looked at Zhang Yiming and Hou Yu with his mouth curled up, sneered for a while, and said to the thugs under him.

Those thugs were very obedient, and immediately brandished the murder weapon in their hands, and rushed towards Zhang Yiming and Hou Yu. It was obvious that the middle-aged man was the manager of Dijin Bar.

If you want to find Meng Haoran, you just need to control this middle-aged man. Zhang Yiming reacted immediately, giving Hou Yu a protective look, and his men rushed towards the middle-aged man.

A flash of excitement flashed in Hou Yu's eyes. Although the fighting power of these guys could not reach five in his eyes, being able to fight was better than nothing.

As soon as Zhang Yiming moved, he immediately launched an attack. After a burst of punching and kicking, those thugs fell to the ground and rolled, and none of them had the strength to stand up again.

At this moment, Zhang Yiming's foot had already landed on the middle-aged man's stomach, and the middle-aged man immediately lost his magic, and his body bent like a cooked shrimp.

Zhang Yiming raised his hand and grabbed his collar, pulled him up, and asked coldly, "Tell me, is Meng Haoran here?"

"You dare to hit me, don't you know this is the place of the Meng family?"

The middle-aged man's face was contorted in pain, but his mouth was still firm, and he dared to threaten under such circumstances.

Zhang Yiming snorted, and said calmly: "It's because this is the place of the Meng family that I came here to smash it. Not everyone is afraid of Meng Fanhai. Now you just need to answer me, is Meng Haoran here?"

"Do you think I will tell you the whereabouts of the young master? Stop dreaming!"

The middle-aged man was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he spoke rather stiffly, and deliberately raised his head high, just like those heroic martyrs in old movies.

Zhang Yiming sneered and said, "You still dare to act tough in front of me, don't you? Very good, I hope you can be tough to the end."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Zhang Yiming's hand, and the sharp flying knife cut the middle-aged man's belt in an instant, and the pants immediately fell off, revealing the flowery trousers inside.

Zhang Yiming couldn't help saying, another punch, only heard the sound of bones breaking, the middle-aged man fell to the ground in pain, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get up, because Zhang Yiming's punch cracked his two legs. ribs.

"I'll ask you again, whether to say it or not. If you don't say it now, then you really have no chance."

Zhang Yiming asked with a smile, but it made people shudder.

The middle-aged man was sweating all over in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I am the manager of Dijin promoted by the Meng family. How could I do such a thing as betraying the Meng family? Even if you beat me to death, I won't say anything!"

"Very well, I like a tough man like you, monkey, give me your lighter."

Zhang Yiming said with a smile.

Hou Yu took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it into Zhang Yiming's hand.

Zhang Yiming lit the lighter, put it between the middle-aged man's legs, and said flatly, "I admire tough bones the most. I don't know if you can watch me roast your dick with your own eyes. Can your tough bones hold up?"

"How dare you treat me like this? Me, I won't let you go!"

The middle-aged man immediately yelled in horror, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more intense. This time it was not because of the pain, but because of being frightened.

Zhang Yiming chuckled and said, "I'm not even afraid of Meng Fanhai. Would I still be afraid of your threat? I've given you a chance just now. Since you didn't make good use of it, don't blame me."

While talking, Zhang Yiming turned up the flame of the lighter to the maximum, and began to roast the middle-aged man's legs with the outer flame.

The middle-aged man felt the temperature of the flames, imagining the scene of his little brother being roasted, scorched and crispy, and suddenly felt like dying.

"Don't do this, I said, can't I say it?"

The middle-aged man obviously overestimated his ability to bear it, and he was already convinced before his trousers were scorched.

Zhang Yiming stared, and asked, "Then why don't you say it quickly, and wait for the New Year?"

"Master Meng was drunk last night, and he hasn't woken up yet."

The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

Zhang Yiming nodded and said, "Not bad, where is he now?"

"He's in the No. [-] VIP room, which is the only one on the top floor."

The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

"Okay, then you take a rest first, and when we finish our work, someone will take you to the hospital."

As Zhang Yiming spoke, he swung his elbow like lightning and hit the middle-aged man in the face.

The middle-aged man fell backwards on his back. The last scene was to see all his teeth flying out of his mouth, and after a burst of dizziness, he didn't know anything.

"Brother Yiming, your interrogation method is very powerful. Who did you learn it from?"

Hou Yu asked with a smile.

Zhang Yiming rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Don't forget, I am the trump card of the dragon group. As the strongest special forces member in China, how could I not be proficient in any interrogation method? This time I finally did not fail. Now let's beat Meng Haoran." Meal."

Hou Yu rubbed his fists and said, "You are ready anytime, brother Yiming."

"Meng Fanhai dared to touch my wives, this time I will let him know what it's like, my revenge has come."

Zhang Yiming stood up and said with cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)