The Road to Slaying God

At a glance, these more than 20 guys are from Northeast China, with a tall body and a sturdy appearance, especially the bald head with a scorpion tattooed on their head, which is extremely brave, about 1.8 meters, and Liu Biao's The body is almost the same, with big arms and thighs, with an arrogant look. After entering the hotel's door, it swept away like an autumn wind sweeping leaves, and was smashed all the way.

To Zhang Yang, they were surprised that five policemen and more than a dozen security guards seemed to see ghosts and did not dare to stop, while the manager Fang looked at the smashed things with a heartache and his body was shaking. Only he knew the value of some vases and other handicrafts placed in the lobby. The cheap ones were thousands of oceans and tens of thousands of expensive ones. This bald smashed all the way, at least hundreds of thousands have been lost ... Although the heartache, Manager Fang was afraid to sell them. The sound, as if chirping, looked poorly at the policeman around him, and the policeman shrugged his shoulders and sighed, apparently, he was powerless.

The bald head was about 30 years old, wearing a fur coat with thick eyebrows and eyes. From the beginning, although his mouth was mad, his expression was a playful expression, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Xie Jun, I'm standing here!" Seeing a group of guys carrying iron rods and the tendency to spread, the police who started talking to Zhang Yang resigned helplessly.

"Ah ... oops, our grown-up is here. Sorry, I didn't see it, I apologize, I apologize, I apologize sincerely, brothers, come here and apologize to the grown-up! "

With one stroke of the iron rod in the bald hand, more than two dozen men immediately stopped smashing things. This action was shocked because it was a well-trained action. It is impossible for a normal lunatic to be so trained. Obviously This is not a group of simple gangsters. At least, this group of gangsters didn't take the director of a police station to heart. Between the eyebrows, they were full of disdain, and the director seemed helpless.

"Hi grownup, I'm sorry!" A group of big men came to the policeman and shouted as if they had been trained.

A bald hand waved, a big man took the bald iron rod, and then a group of guys quietly walked away, leaving a messy ground around the hotel, full of countless people watching the crowd.

"Chen Suo, I smashed this thing, so don't embarrass my brothers, what's the problem, I carried it down, I don't know how much to accompany? ... Well, come in a suit, come on, yes It ’s you, come here, calculate, how many things have been messed up just now, and now I will give you a check ... ”said the bald head, pulling out a check from his body, sneer at the opposite manager.

"Ah ... no need ..." Manager Fang looked at him with a bald sneer, and suddenly waved like an electric shock.

"There is nothing for you here. You have to let those security guards evacuate the crowd, and immediately clean up the smashed things, do not make the situation wider." The policeman sighed and said to the other manager.

"Yes!" Fang manager Ru amnesty, nodded quickly.

"Stuck! Look down on me? Am I the kind of smasher that doesn't lose money?" The bald man slowly walked to the sofa, sat down next to Xuelian, and patted Xuelian's hand gently, one face The faint expression had her own momentum, and Xuelian moved her body a little scared. Obviously, she was not familiar with this bald head.

Suddenly, the bald head was just a word. The atmosphere inside the hotel became tense. Manager Fang seemed to be legally staying, crying and daring not to speak. He was very clear that he was not qualified to speak. Manager Fang regretted crying, but he couldn't think of it. These four guys who looked a little bit rustic would have something to do with this bald head.

Who is bald?

Manager Fang doesn't know. However, Manager Fang is very clear that although he does not know the details of the bald head, it is definitely not the object he can provoke, and even in the entire Yanjing City, no matter which background hotel will not easily provoke the bald head, the bald head In Yanjing's background, no one knows, but everyone knows that bald people have money, bald people, bald heads, and bald heads ... For people like bald people, he has dozens of ways to make This five-star hotel is closed, or the business is seriously damaged. Just as he just smashed something, he lost a lot of money to you, so you ca n’t find loopholes in law. If you do n’t, then this The hatred is settled. If it is, the money must be refunded dozens of times. Losing money is just a form!

Manager Fang knows a rumor about bald heads. It is said that many years ago, a KFC store and bald heads had a contradiction. Bald heads used a very simple but effective method. He called hundreds of people to take turns to consume at KFC, one for each person. Cola, or a hamburger, a piece of fries, the purchase is all single, KFC needs to be fried, absolutely not for mass production, no waiting, no need to wait, drag the queue to take turns, that shop I persisted for more than ten days, and I was just convinced. It is said that I paid a considerable protection fee ... No one can put a bald head, and there is no way to report the case, because he doesn't break the law, he quietly sends people to line up. The people in the entire KFC restaurant are his people, and they are consumers. In theory, he is reasonable and legal.

It is said that there is an unwritten rule for the bald, that is, the money he compensates or the expenses must be recovered 100 times. Now, the manager Fang encountered this problem. To return one million, one hundred thousand, or ten million ... This is no longer what Manager Fang can do.

"Xie Jun, it seems that you haven't paid attention to me!" The policeman's face was a little angry, and for people like them, they always gave others a look, as they still do now It was n’t much to look at other people ’s faces, and now he is very restrained.

"Hahaha ... Chen Suo, don't say I don't give you face, thank you. Well, this way, it's a few thousand, even ten thousand. Well, I said, don't you have any opinion if you wear a suit? "The bald head laughed, and Da Ma Jindao put the check on the coffee table, swiped a large amount, and tore it off after signing and handed it to the manager Fang.

"Ah ... thank you, thank you ..." Manager Fang nodded and took over the cheque. He felt so moved that he wanted to cry. It was only a million times a million. He could barely make the decision. What is said above, Explain that you should be able to cope with it. What he is most afraid of is that the bald head compensates dozens of millions, so he won't have to do this job.

"Hmm!" The policeman looked at Manager Fang's minions and snorted heavily. Today, he lost his face, a phone call was called to deal with the matter, but the matter was not dealt with. Now it's better, and people simply set aside He's gone.

"Chen Suo, I have been with you for a long time, and you only transferred shortly after you knew that Chen Suo is an upright person. Therefore, I have never visited the house. There are places that offend me. I have a lot of forgiveness and time. I must thank you. Please blame ... Today's matter is quite complicated. Hey, I'm better to thank Xielai, if it's someone else, hahaha ... "Bald stood up and walked to the policeman and patted the policeman's shoulder, a good brother Looks like haha.

"You go and clear it up," the police officer nodded and said to the manager in depression.

"Yes Yes!"

Manager Fang quickly ordered the clean-up. In fact, it was almost clear at this time. Some security personnel were helping to clear some debris and glass from the hotel lobby. Some onlookers were also evacuated. It seemed calm and calm. The only thing that was a bit abrupt was The glass curtain wall became empty, but at first glance, you really can't see that there is a wall missing in the place. Of course, the cold wind blowing outside will find that there is a wall missing, and the heating can't be started. It worked in the slightest ... "Sister Xuelian, I am a friend of your father's friend, haha, call me Xie Ye, um, come to Yanjing, don't be afraid, I will arrange it in the future!" Bald head saw the police unhappy, I didn't bother to talk too much, and walked beside Xuelian's hearty way. At the same time, his eyes glanced at the three of Liu Biao and Az.

"Thank you, thank you ..." Xuelian was a bit uncomfortable with this bald enthusiasm. This bald looks very affectionate, but it is full of a danger of invading the surname. Xuelian feels very uncomfortable.

"Go, I'll re-arrange a hotel for you ..." The bald head was very enthusiastic.

"Zhang Yang!"

Xuelian hadn't spoke yet. Suddenly, a group of people rushed in from the door again. Wang Yan walked in front, followed by five or six young people. However, besides Wang Yan's fierce fire, the people who followed were slow. Suddenly, a leisurely expression, as if to come to play, there is no sweeping momentum when the bald head came in.

"Wang Yan!"

Suddenly, the air seemed to be frozen. Bald heads looked at the people behind Wang Yan, and the young people behind Wang Yan glanced at each other, and their expressions became dignified, without the ease of beginning.

"Zhang Yang, okay? There was a traffic jam just now ..." Wang Yan suddenly became shy.

(To be continued)