Super Bodyguard

Zhang Yang sneered as he grabbed Scar face's neck with one hand, and with a "peng" sound, he injured Zhang Kun's leg bone.

Ah!" Zhang Kun screamed as his face turned pale and his hands trembled as he held onto his injured leg.

Before anyone could react, Zhang Yang sneered, "Zhang Kun, you are not afraid of death, but you don't want to die either."

"Humph!" Zhang Kun viciously glared at Zhang Yang as he gritted his teeth and said, "I, your father, have yet to kill you. How could I bear to die?"

"If you want to kill him, I'm afraid you won't have the chance." Behind him, the blood lizard laughed in a low voice. "Because I will kill you before you kill him."

Even now, when he thought about the matter of Blood Shadow betraying him, he still felt fear. They were afraid that such a good brother would pass away and that they would be separated from each other.

"You are afraid of death, but those women are even more afraid of death! Those who die because of the contraband you sell are also afraid of death! " At this point, Zhang Yang sounded as though he was speaking from the region of the 18th level.

It was eerie and bone-chilling cold.

"So what if those people die?" What does it have to do with us! It's not like we let them! " Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Scarface hurriedly explained, afraid that Zhang Yang would really shoot him if he got angry.

"How many were infected by your people?" Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows. With a cold glint in his eyes, he made up his mind.

"Enough, why are you wasting your breath on them?" The blood lizard impatiently glared at Scarface, who was about to continue arguing, and then looked at the bodyguard. "You're still not leaving?"

"If I don't go out now, I won't have to." A gunshot rang out, and a deep bullet hole appeared under the bodyguard captain's feet.

This scene shocked everyone. There were many people that could execute a spear skill. However, no one saw the blood lizard's movements and heard the sound.

This speed was not something that an ordinary person could compare with.

The leader of the bodyguards looked at the people behind him and left the room as if his life depended on it.

"You are not allowed to leave! None of you are allowed to leave! " Seeing this, Zhang Kun shouted in a flustered and exasperated voice.

The crowd didn't stop because of Zhang Kun's shout. Usually, he was not good to the crowd. There was no need for him to lose his life for such a person.

"Shouting for your third leg to explode." The blood lizard put its hand on Zhang Kun's neck and pointed its pistol at his back.

"…" Hearing his words, Zhang Yang's face darkened.

But it was effective. Any man would be afraid of such a thing. That was something related to a man's dignity!

"I heard that someone from the Sun Country came to look for your boss?" Zhang Yang let go of Scarface and sat down on the sofa. He lit a cigarette and asked.

"You … How do you know? " Scarface glared at Zhang Yang with his eyes wide open. "You're the one who broke into the mansion that night!"

"It's me." Holding the cigarette in his mouth, Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?" Scarface's face turned extremely ugly. He had seen the combat power of the Sun Country warrior in the villa.

This person in front of them was actually able to kill him. The people outside were simply no match for him. Now, all he wanted was for them to have some brains and call the white wolf.

"Tell me, your big brother White Wolf …"

"Peng", the door of the room was kicked open and a man in leather clothes rushed in with a knife in his hand. A group of lackeys followed behind him, each holding a machete in their hands.

"Second Master!" When the scarred face saw who it was, he let out a sigh of relief and revealed a smile. The person who came was White Wolf's younger brother, White Tiger. Fighting was notoriously sinister.

"Brothers, fuck him!" Looking at Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the sofa, White Tiger waved his saber and said to the lackeys behind him.

The crowd charged toward Zhang Yang and the blood lizard, the blades in their hands aiming straight for their heads.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and stood up from the sofa. He then took the saber from the lackey's hand. With a flash of silver light, that lackey collapsed on the ground, clutching his arm and wailing in pain.

Before anyone could react, Zhang Yang's body suddenly exploded. A few streaks of silver light flashed past. The room was filled with miserable screams, as if it was in hell.

Fresh blood spurted out from his mouth and stained Zhang Yang's face. He stretched out his hand and wiped his face. His eyes were bloodshot, like a Shura that had just walked out of hell.

Some of the lackeys who were a bit further away from Zhang Yang stopped their steps and stared at him with fear in their eyes. It wasn't that they hadn't seen bloody people before, it was just that Zhang Yang's momentum was too terrifying.

"What are you all blanking out for!?" F * ck him! "If you hurt him, the reward is one thousand yuan. If you bring his head back, it's ten thousand yuan!" The White Tiger held the money as a lure.

Since ancient times, this had always been the case. There would always be brave men who would show their appreciation!

The lackey, who usually only received a meager salary, instantly went crazy. He raised his blade and rushed towards Zhang Yang.

"Young master's head is only worth ten thousand?" With a cold sneer on his face, Zhang Yang leaped into the crowd.

Every time there was a flash of silver, someone would clutch his left arm and fall to the ground, screaming in pain.

The floor of the chartered room was covered with blood and limbs. Anyone who was close to Zhang Yang would have their left arm removed.

The entire space was filled with the thick smell of blood. It would not be an exaggeration to say that this place was hell.

After Zhang Yang's massacre, not a single underling was spared. He walked with graceful steps to the front of the white tiger, his lips curled into a smile.

However, his bloodshot eyes carried the bloodlust of a wild beast. "You are the Second Master?"

Who was this person? The White Tiger was astonished. With its eyes wide open, it took a step back and gripped the blade in its hand tightly. "I know who grandpa is, but I still haven't …"

"Pah!" Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yang slapped him across the face. The white tiger's face swelled with the marks of five fingers.

The white tiger was stunned by the slap, then veins started popping out on its forehead. "I'll fuck your ass …"

"Pah!" Another slap on the face.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and sneered at the White Tiger who was covering his face with his hands.

The white tiger raised its blade and hacked it straight at Zhang Yang's head.

Zhang Yang sneered. He raised his hand, grabbed the white tiger's wrist, and kicked it onto the ground.

"What the f * ck!" The White Tiger bellowed angrily as it used both hands to prop itself up from the ground.

Zhang Yang raised his foot and firmly stepped on the white tiger's head. He looked down at the white tiger and said, "Speak, where is the white werewolf."

"F * ck your grandmother!" Veins popped up on the White Tiger's arms as he used all his strength to prop his arms up.

"Bam!" With a dull thud, the White Tiger's face once again came into close contact with the ground.

"Speak, where is the white wolf?" Zhang Yang asked again.

"I don't know!" The White Tiger glared fiercely at Zhang Yang.

"You call yourself your father?" Zhang Yang lazily twisted his feet as he thought to himself, "Such a trash can actually be the Second Master?" Then, if Young Master were to take up the role of boss, wouldn't that mean that Young Master would have to take up the position of boss?

"You better let me go, otherwise I'll make you die without a burial ground!" The white tiger's eyes were bloodshot as it spoke with a sinister voice. Ever since he came to the Sect, he had never suffered such humiliation!

"Aiyo, I'm so scared." The Blood Lizard walked to the front of the white tiger and squatted down. It crossed its arms and looked at him. "How does it feel to be stepped on?"

The White Tiger stared at the Blood Lizard, gritting its teeth as it said word by word, "It's best if you don't fall into my hands."

"Now you're in our hands." Zhang Yang snickered helplessly. He raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "Why are all of them like this? They only know how to talk big."

The blood lizard looked at the time, then raised its head and said to Zhang Yang, "Boss, it's getting late, let's end this quickly."

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded and stomped his feet. "Tell me, the names of the people who have organized the opening ceremony."

The White Tiger was alarmed. All of its anger disappeared, leaving behind only fear. They already know this? He had to tell the white wolf about this. If these two people were from the country, then …

"It's useless for you to think about anything right now. Tell me!" The blood lizard tapped its knee repeatedly with its finger. Its tone carried a faint threat.

The White Tiger looked at its little brother, who was still screaming on the ground, and knew that he would still be alive if he didn't say something. If he did, he would be doomed today. Thinking of this, he simply closed his eyes and ignored the blood lizard.

"Haha …" When the blood lizard saw this, it sneered silently. "Is there nothing wrong with what I just said?"

Hearing the blood lizard's words, the White Tiger trembled uncontrollably. An inexplicable terror rose in his heart. Previously, he had seen Zhang Yang's skills. That kind of terrifying speed was definitely not something an ordinary person could achieve. What did the blood lizard want to do this time, he was still a bit scared.

The blood lizard took out its own military thorn, pulled out a strand of the White Tiger's hair, and laid it horizontally on the military thorn, blowing towards it. He only saw the soft hair being cut in two, falling onto the White Tiger's face.

"I'll give you one last chance, do you want to say it?" Seeing the blood lizard take out its weapon, Zhang Yang knew that he was going to force a confession.

"Don't say it!" The White Tiger spoke with a stern voice.

"It doesn't matter, you can write it if you don't want to." The blood lizard said indifferently. It looked around the room, then picked up a pen and paper from the tea table and threw them beside the white tiger.

He used a military knife to cut open the white tiger's clothes, slowly and gently. It was like taking off a lover's clothes. However, only Zhang Yang knew what was going to happen next.

The White Tiger felt its clothes being disintegrated, its hair stood on end as the cold air came into contact with its skin.

"Yo, I haven't even started, and you're already scared?" The blood lizard playfully patted the white tiger's back with its military thorn and said with a sigh, "Although it is not the best, it is not too bad."

The White Tiger felt like a toy in the eyes of the Blood Lizard, and couldn't help but bitterly smile.

"Light a Sky lamp. Although it cannot be placed in the sky, it is still a lamp." The blood lizard rubbed its lips, looking playfully at the twitching mouth of the white tiger.

Ah!" The blood lizard opened a deep wound on the white tiger's back, and the white tiger trembled in pain, cursing non-stop: "How dare you treat me like this! I will skin you alive!

"You still dare to spout such outrageous words in such a situation? Are you stupid?" The blood lizard said in amusement.

He gouged a hole in the tiger's back, took out a lighter and poured the liquid inside.

"Crack crack." The sound of the lighter being ignited sounded. The White Tiger who was about to faint from the pain suddenly woke up and immediately howled: "I'll say! I say! "