President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

Zhao family.

Zhao Siming was sitting on the sofa, and there were several people standing beside him, all of whom were helpless, even trembling, not daring to breathe.

Zhao Siming, who was drinking tea, raised his head slightly: "Did you find the person you were looking for?"

No one said anything.

"I'm asking you something." Zhao Siming suddenly raised his voice.

A man timidly came over and said in a soft voice: "After the other party knew it was Zhang Shutong, no one dared to take the order."

"What they're doing is murder and transgression, don't you dare? It's because the price is not in place." Zhao Siming tried hard to suppress the gloom in his heart.

In order to get rid of Zhang Shutong, he took great pains and did not know how much financial and material resources he spent, but in the end he returned in vain. He was a little scared. In the past, there was nothing that Zhao Siming could not do in this city. When it came to this boy who was born out of nowhere, he was repeatedly frustrated.

"I offered them a price of 5000 million, but still no one dared to accept it." The man said tremblingly: "None of the killers who came before survived, and those people are scared."

"Then change it to US dollars." Zhao Siming threw the teacup on the table heavily, and said angrily.

Before, I pretended to be crazy and stupid at the gate of the jail, in order to buy myself time to find someone to kill Zhang Shutong. I never imagined that this would be the result.

"I'm talking about U.S. dollars." The man lowered his head, and the palms of his clothes were covered with cold sweat.

Zhang Shutong, that almost invincible existence, thinking about his cold eyes still makes people shudder. Is there really no one in this world who can kill him?
"Useless things. Useless." Zhao Siming picked up the teapot on the table and threw it at it. His hands were trembling in anger, and he pointed at that person and said viciously: "You, find some people, go to him Killed."

The man paused for a moment, his legs were weak, and he piled up in front of Zhao Siming with a plop, and kowtowed vigorously until his forehead was covered with blood, then he raised his head and said, "Boss, I dare not."

"If you don't go, I'll kill you." Zhao Siming couldn't figure out why his people were scared out of their wits by Zhang Shutong.

They are all his own people, they are lackeys he raised little by little, and they actually told him in turn that he dare not bite people anymore.

"Boss, kill me, I really don't dare to go." The man kowtowed desperately, he would rather let the boss beat him to death than provoke Zhang Shutong, which shows how terrifying he is.

"That Zhang Shutong is a lunatic, whoever provokes him will have no good end."

"I'd rather let the boss beat me to death than seek Zhang Shutong's bad luck."

Zhao Siming gritted his teeth and glanced at the others.

After looking at each other, the rest of the people knelt in front of Zhao Siming, lined up like the buddy just now, kowtowing their heads desperately, in order not to be with the guy who threw several internationally renowned wanted criminals into the police station People are against themselves, they are willing to betray their boss and beg for mercy on their knees.

"It's against you." Zhao Siming roared angrily.

In a rage, he overturned the table, picked up the hard objects on the table, and beat them violently. After venting for a while, he let the group of people get out.

Sitting on the sofa slumped by himself, he wondered if he really wanted to go to the last step, did he really want to let himself find that person? !
On Zhang Shutong's side, when he returned to his room, Liu Junling came over with a smile, holding a thermos cup in both hands, and said with a smile: "Boss, I made the chicken soup with my own hands, and I also put ginseng in it, it's a great tonic."

When Zhang Shutong saw him, he could always feel his ass tightened.

"I haven't bothered with you about the last time you lied to me."

"Isn't this a chicken soup for you to apologize for?" Liu Junling now does not regard himself as an outsider at all, sitting next to Zhang Shutong, and said softly: "It was the little girl who gave me money last time. I invited you over, now, 1000 yuan, if you want, I will give it to you."

Liu Junling took out 1000 yuan from his own pocket and wanted to give it to Zhang Shutong.

"I don't want the money. But you'd better not do such things in the future." Zhang Shutong pointed to his bed: "Sit back."

Liu Junling was not annoyed either. After putting down the chicken soup, he returned to his bed, leaned on the head of the bed, pinched the orchid finger and played with his mobile phone. After a few seconds, he cast a warm look at Zhang Shutong again, and said with a smile: "There was The little girl who was bullied by you is here again, the one surnamed Zhao, do you remember?"

Zhang Shutong did not speak.

"Little girl told you to go, oh, I'll go, bro, you're really good, I specially ordered you, and some people in our internal group are jealous." Liu Junling tapped his mobile phone screen, and said excitedly: "It really is muscles. Big ones are popular, how did you develop your muscles?!"

Zhang Shutong got up and walked out. He already knew what happened in the WeChat group, but he couldn't figure out what Zhao Qingfeng was looking for at this juncture.

Not long after he went out, Lin Xue quietly entered his room.

In the private room, Zhao Qingfeng kept pouring herself wine. There was already a row of empty bottles on the table in front of her. She was dressed in simple sportswear, which made her more pure, but it was difficult to conceal the loneliness and pain on her face. .

"Come to intercede for your father." Zhang Shuguan sat beside her, picked up a bottle of wine, and drank it on his own.

"No. I beg, can you let him go?" Zhao Qingfeng put down the bottle in his hand, and looked at everything in front of him with a dull gaze.

She took a few deep breaths, turned her head to look at Zhang Shutong, seemed to muster up her courage, and then said: "You have seriously injured my brother, and now he is still in the hospital, and most of the rest of his life has been ruined, isn't that enough?" ?”

Zhang Shutong shook his head, took a sip of wine, leaned on the sofa with his hands on his head, and said, "Not enough. This is just the beginning."

"Just for one Yitian, is it worth it?" Zhao Qingfeng's eyes became depressed. For that woman, he would rather risk the world's displeasure, and even challenge the Zhao family at all costs.

She was thinking how happy she would be if there was such an invincible man doing this for her.

"It's worth it." Zhang Shutong said with firm eyes: "Go back and tell your dad that he is not my opponent at all, and if he wants to fight with me, bring out the backer behind him."

"This is your purpose, right? Our Zhao family is just your bait." Zhao Qingfeng smiled wryly.

"I'll leave a whole body for Zhao Siming." Zhang Shutong patted her on the shoulder behind him: "Girls, drink less, the young masters here are all staring at each other. Everyone wants to sleep with a rich second generation like flowers and jade."

Zhao Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly asked, "What about me? How are you going to deal with it?"

Zhang Shutong stopped for a while, but still didn't speak after all.