The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 492

At six o'clock in the evening, in the lobby of the Riverside Hotel, the middle-aged man received Zhou Yang and his party with a smile on his face.

Han Xiaoting quietly said to Zhou Yang: "I have made contact with the principal..."

Zhou Yang nodded.

"What are you going to do?" Han Xiaoting said.

"Just look at it!" Zhou Yang said lightly.

The middle-aged man walked into a large box with Zhou Yang and his party, and greeted the waiter to serve the food.

"Mr. Zhou, our small place is very poor, there is nothing good to eat, you are from a big city, don't mind." The middle-aged man was full of wine and laughed.

Zhou Yang stopped the waiter's pouring, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter what you eat, I just want to know when you plan to distribute the supplies to the children."

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a while, and then he took a sip of his drink and said: "Mr. Zhou, don’t worry... As an organization that accepts donations, we always do some statistics and research according to the specific situation of the students. Don’t worry. It will be a long time."

Zhou Yang smiled and nodded, while starting a mind-reading technique, he heard the other's thoughts.

"Fool from the big city...want to send things out when they arrive? Dreaming!"

"What Boss Zhu is interested in, do you still want to share it with others?"

The middle-aged people kept toasting, but their eyes were mocking.

In his opinion, Zhou Yang was taken advantage of.

The more such people, the better.

With the convenience of accepting donations, Zhu Dacheng has made more than one million illegal profits, which has become his way of making a fortune.

Zhou Yang was furious.

This bunch of rubbish!

"By the way, where is your boss Zhu?" Zhou Yang asked suddenly.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man suddenly stopped.

How did this Zhou surname know the existence of Boss Zhu?

"Ah... I didn't expect Mr. Zhou's news to be very well-informed!" The middle-aged man took a bite of the dish without changing his face. "Boss Zhu is busy tonight and is working overtime. He is... everything is fine, Too hard!"

"That's it!" Zhou Yang got up and came to the wall of the box.

He looked at the middle-aged man and smiled and said, "I seem to hear Boss Zhu's voice!"

what?

Before the middle-aged could react, Zhou Yang punched out abruptly and slammed it against the wall of the box.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the wall made of high-strength polymer panels was exploded with a large hole as wide as one person.

The people at the next table were stupid, one by one, holding their wine glasses, looking towards Zhou Yang.

With a glance, Zhou Yang sneered in his heart.

In the fall, these people wear short sleeves or tank tops, with floral arm tattoos.

A middle-aged man with fat head and big ears sitting in the lead **** position was greasy and staring at Zhou Yang with a gloomy expression.

"Fuck, do you want to die?" In the next moment, those guys with tattoos on their arms stood up screaming and drinking, and some even pulled out their swing sticks from under the table, preparing to surround Zhou Yang.

"Mr. Zhu!" At this time, the middle-aged man who was drinking with Zhou Yang also came over, his face pale.

"Zhu, this... is the donor, Mr. Zhou Yang." The middle-aged man winked at Zhu Dacheng vigorously.

The latter looked cold: "Brothers put the guy down!"

He stood up and said, "It turned out to be the donor... But what does this mean, brother? But what offends me, Zhu?"

Zhu Dacheng is a messy, wise man.

The raptors crossing the river from big cities like Zhou Yang cannot be underestimated.

"Nothing...I just want to try if the wall is not strong. I didn't expect it to be so brittle. It would break in one fell swoop." Zhou Yang smiled and walked to the assistant's position and said to the little brother sitting in the chair, "Get up."

"Fuck, who's so special about you...Ah!" The little brother was slapped and slapped out by Zhou Yang as soon as he said a few words.

Zhou Yang has always been smiling, even when he is very angry, he rarely does it.

But today, he was really angry.

How much the poor students in junior high school needed those donated materials, but someone unexpectedly reached out to him.

Zhou Yang decided to shock the opponent with the strongest force.

He was sitting in the position of assistant, and Zhu Dacheng's brothers around him subconsciously stood up and withdrew a few steps away.

In the entire box, only Zhu Dacheng and Zhou Yang sat facing each other.

"The surname is Zhu, you resell the materials donated to the students, I know about this!" Zhou Yang said lightly.

Zhu Dacheng was shocked, but forcibly controlled the expression on his face.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Zhu Dacheng said with a sullen face, "but today you have to give me an explanation, otherwise, how can someone Zhu be messing around in the future?"

"Explain, okay!" Zhou Yang suddenly kicked the wooden round table in half.

"Wow!"

"Fuck!"

All the cups, plates and dishes on the table fell on the ground and fell into pieces.

Zhou Yang walked to Zhu Dacheng in two steps, grabbed his collar and stood on the window sill.

Lifting a kick, Zhou Yang kicked the large glass in front of him to pieces.

A large piece of broken glass fell and hit Zhu Dacheng's car. The car made a sharp alarm.

This trick calmed everyone in the house.

"You...what are you going to do?" Zhu Dacheng shook, roaring inwardly.

He weighed more than two hundred catties, but he was picked up by Zhou Yang like a milk cat.

"I'll explain to you!" Zhou Yang smiled faintly, grabbed Zhu Dacheng and jumped down.

"Oh my God!"

People in a room, including Meng Yao, Han Xiaoting and other foundation members also exclaimed.

The box can be on the third floor.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, everyone rushed to the windowsill to look down.

Zhou Yang landed on Zhu Dacheng's car, and the roof of the Audi car was well sunken.

Zhu Dacheng howled like a pig.

Zhou Yang took him to the ground and walked slowly towards the school.

The horses are already shocked.

The third floor, more than ten meters high!

That Zhou was okay... and he was holding their boss.

Han Xiaoting and Meng Yao looked at each other, shocked and inexplicably shocked.

Zhou Yang has never been as violent as today.

"Let's go, something big is about to happen!" Han Xiaoting's heart sank, pulling Meng Yao and ran out of the box, and the rest of the Foundation staff ran out like crazy.

The horses woke up like a dream, and rushed down.

Everyone has a hunch, Zhu Dacheng...tonight is over.

...

"Where do you... take me?" Zhu Dacheng had already been scared to pee by the scene just now. He dragged his feet to the ground and was easily dragged by Zhou Yang to the entrance of the junior high school.

Han Xiaoting had already chased him over and greeted the principal who was waiting at the school gate.

The principal opened the door directly and let Zhou Yang in.

"Dear students!" Zhou Yang added a boost to his voice, and the whole campus heard clearly.

The children studying on their own last night poked their heads out.

Su Hao and Sun Ziqian, who had just joined the job today, also ran to the school gate.

"The materials donated by good-hearted people outside were sold by this Zhu Dacheng!" Zhou Yang lifted Zhu Dacheng, who had been shrunk into a ball, with one hand.

Han Xiaoting had already turned on mobile phone recordings, and everything that followed was evidence.

"The surname is Zhu, in front of all the teachers and students, please explain the **** you have done!" Zhou Yang said calmly, "Don't force me to do it!"

"I...I didn't...ah, I said, I said!" As soon as Zhu Dacheng wanted to deny, Zhou Yang squeezed his hand bones.

Severe pain penetrated Zhu Dacheng's mind, and he felt like he was about to die.

"In the June donation this year, I sold more than 70% of my clothes and food."

"In April this year, I sold..."

In the fear of death, Zhu Dacheng gritted his teeth to shake off the nasty things he had done.

The principal and teachers glared.

They dare not speak.

After all, Zhu Dacheng is a tyrant in the town.

But the students are already mad.