Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 403 Shame on face?
Yang Hao was about to go up to help, but Ergou ran over from the outside, and said with a strange expression: "Brother Hao, someone called you by name and said they wanted to talk to you about the 'Miss'."

He pointed to the other side of the street not far away, Yang Hao looked over and found Uncle Zhuang standing there.

Seeing Yang Hao looking over, Uncle Zhuang nodded to him with a serious expression, then pointed to the bar named 'Thrilling Night' behind him, turned around and walked in.

Hongmen Banquet?Yang Hao chuckled, and told Ergou: "Let Lao Liu be more vigilant, make sure Xiao Yating and Liu Lan are safe, you and Sanpao and the others follow Xiaohuan, just in case."

Then he walked towards 'Tremor Night', Er Gou hurriedly asked: "Brother Hao, you...you just go there alone? Do you want me to ask some brothers to come with you?"

Yang Hao smiled and shook his head: "No need, this is not the young and Dangerous negotiation in the movie, it's just a chat, it's enough for me to go alone."

Er Gou is still worried: "Brother Hao, you must be cautious. I don't think that guy is a good guy just now."

Yang Hao smiled: "That's fine, I'll call Abao over, he's half a quack, if there's anything wrong, he should be able to see it."

Abao has seen his own lightsaber before, and now he is doing the dirty work for him. If he really wants to do it later, he doesn't have to be afraid of being seen by him, Yang Hao thought to himself.

In the end, Yang Hao took Ah Bao into the Night of Tremors.

The backup generator here has been started, but there are neither guests nor music, except for Uncle Zhuang who is sitting outside the bar drinking, there are only eight other tough men.

It seems that they should be Uncle Zhuang's subordinates. They all wear gun holsters under their clothes, and there are real guys stuck in them. There is no one else besides them.

With a simple sweep of his clairvoyant eyes, Yang Hao has a clear picture of the opponent's psychology and reliance.

Think you can eat yourself with a gun?Hehe, that's really naive, not to mention a few broken pistols, even if they are all replaced with AK, that's not enough class.

He was secretly amused, but he didn't say anything. He walked up to Uncle Zhuang with a smile on his face and asked, "Oh, uncle, it's a coincidence that you came here. It seems that the electricity...was also stopped by you?"

Uncle Zhuang glanced at Abao who was following Yang Hao, and asked an unexpected question: "You are quite confident, so you just brought someone in. Don't you think I'm a Hongmen banquet?"

Yang Hao casually picked up a wine glass, threw it on the ground, made a bang, and then shrugged: "Hehe, what about the five hundred knives and axemen you ambushed, isn't it just throwing the glass as a sign?"

Uncle Zhuang frowned, took a sip of the Hennessy XO in his glass, bared his teeth and said, "Young man, I understand your arrogance and arrogance. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but you have to think clearly, tigers are sometimes far away." Scarier than you think."

Yang Hao smiled: "Okay, uncle, just tell me what you have to say. This kind of too subtle threat is useless to me. I like real things. Besides... don't you plan to invite me to sit down and have a drink?"

Uncle Zhuang frowned, but still said patiently: "Sit down, I want to drink something and make it myself, but I still want to advise you, don't push yourself too hard, I know you have some background, and those tiger security guards outside will It was you who called me."

"But—" he paused, and said with emphasis: "In the eyes of the Thunder Group and the Xiao family, you are nothing. As for the security guards outside, believe it or not, I can take them all away with just one phone call. , can’t come back for at least 24 hours.”

While listening to him, Yang Hao reached out and took out two bottles of Budweiser, glass bottles, from the small refrigerator inside the bar.

Boo!
With a flick of his right thumb, the bottle cap flew out, and then he handed the wine to Ah Bao, and wrote casually: "Drink something to quench your thirst."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Hao prepared another bottle of Budweiser in the same way, only to flick his thumb again, and the bottle cap flew far away with a bang.

Except for Ah Bao's calm expression, everyone else looked dumbfounded. Even Uncle Zhuang, who had seen Yang Hao break the steel plate with his bare hands, looked as if he had seen a ghost.

He knew very well that Yang Hao was demonstrating on purpose, which means that in terms of force, all of you here combined are not my opponent.

Only now did Uncle Zhuang realize that he seemed to be sitting too close to Yang Hao. Even if he had a gun in his hand, but at such a short distance, if Yang Hao turned his back on him, there was a great chance that Yang Hao would kill him before he was finished.

His own head is not as hard as a steel plate, Yang Hao can even break a steel plate with one blow, let alone his own head?
Uncle Zhuang thought about it, his head started to sweat, and he unconsciously wanted to move back, but then he thought, as long as he shows all the guys on his side, is he afraid that Yang Hao will not admit his cowardice?

It's just that he doesn't want to wield a knife and a gun unless it is absolutely necessary, because in this kind of downtown area, it is not a trivial matter to accidentally shoot a gun. There are many.

Uncle Zhuang took another sip of his wine, but he didn't know what it was like. Looking at Yang Hao who was drinking calmly, he shook his heart and said coldly: "Yang Hao, don't think I'm scaring you. If you are so shameless, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yang Hao drank Budweiser in one breath, and said with a smile: "Hehe, don't get excited, uncle, I believe that Mr. Xiao Tianqin has the ability to deal with a group of hard-working security guards."

"But—" He put down the wine bottle, stood up, and patted Uncle Zhuang on the shoulder earnestly: "If you want to be rude to me, a few broken guns are not enough."

Swish!
Uncle Zhuang got up abruptly, jumped two steps back with a speed and agility that obviously didn't match his figure, and then waved his hand, the tough men all around took out a pistol like lightning, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Yang Hao and A Bao.

"How do you know we have guns?!" Uncle Zhuang felt that his throat was a little dry, and stared at Yang Hao who was still smiling with wide eyes, puzzled.

Yang Hao shrugged: "The Hongmen Banquet, if the number of people is not enough, then won't we have to use weapons to win?"

Uncle Zhuang didn't understand why the young man in front of him was still talking and laughing while so many guns were aimed at him. He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he couldn't think of any reason.

He had no choice but to suppress this uneasiness, and persuaded: "Yang Hao, don't hold on, I am also following orders, and I don't want to hurt you. As long as you don't stop me from taking the eldest lady back, then I promise to let you leave safely." .”

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao didn't seem to be afraid at all. He shrugged and said, "Abao, stand back, or if my son hits you later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

(End of this chapter)