Sheyan turned around and saw a 30 year old guy with dyed blonde hair standing up from the side. He wore a short leather jacket with a black elastic vest underneath. The bulging muscles of his chest were extremely obvious. Sheyan recognized this brat, he was called Bao Tiansheng, and loved to be addressed as Brother Abalone. He was the type of person who wouldn't do anything without being paid, and even if he was paid, he wouldn't do anything.
Sheyan didn't have the time to be long-winded with him, he calmly said.
"Brother Abalone, let's drink together next time."
As he spoke, he walked out. Instead, Abalone held a glass of wine and blocked Sheyan's path. Baring his yellow teeth, he chuckled.
"I heard you gave Rice Bucket 30,000 dollars in bonuses, just to find out the whereabouts of your old man? Then do you want to find out the whereabouts of your brother? "
The 'Rice Bucket' in Abalone's words was actually the gambling den boss Fan Jun that Sheyan had previously requested for help. This boss was very righteous, although his business involved in the underworld, his reputation was good and his information was fast. Sheyan had also requested for him to inquire about the whereabouts of Uncle Dasi and the rest. Sheyan was currently well off, and because of his status as a contestant, he treated money like dirt and directly tossed out 30,000 dollars in bonuses. He didn't expect Abalone to actually receive news of this.
Sheyan could tell that Abalone was implying something, he halted his footsteps.
"My brother? I have many brothers, from Chaoshan to Istanbul. Which one are you referring to? "
Abalone waved his wine bottle, burping drunkenly.
"Of course it's that bum follower of yours."
Sheyan's pupils contracted slightly.
"Bum follower ….. are you referring to Sanzi?"
Sanzi had always worshipped Sheyan, so whenever Sheyan went ashore to do something, he would often clamor to follow him and help him. Sheyan also intended to build some connections for him. Thus, after a long period of time, Sanzi became a bum follower in the mouths of those familiar with him. Sheyan giggled and didn't get angry. Abalone laughed.
"That's right, I did see him today. Do you want news of him?"
Sheyan turned around and said in a serious tone, "That's right.
"Speak!"
Abalone chuckled and made a rubbing gesture with his fingers. Sheyan pulled out a stack of money from his bosom and threw it directly into the man's arms without even counting it. He calmly said:
"Speak!"
When Abalone saw the greenish banknote, it was shockingly US dollars. Her eyes immediately lit up and she couldn't help but flick her fingers. After hearing the pleasing sound, she licked her large red lips and beamed with joy as she said:
"Okay, okay, okay. I saw a stalker at noon … Brother Sanzi, right? He was taken away by Brother Crab from Temple Street. "
"Crab bro?" Sheyan was stunned. "Who is that?"
Bao Yu sneered, pinching his eyebrows as he mysteriously said:
"Yan, you haven't been here for a long time, so you don't know, right? Crab, this traitor, had stepped on his boss not long ago. It was said that he had connections with the Vietnamese and Burmese people. The price of his goods is the same, and the purity is much higher than other places, so the followers under him can sell their powder very quickly, and their status will naturally rise. Who would still remember his boss? "
After hearing the news, Sheyan didn't have the time to talk nonsense with him, swinging his arms and walking away. Instead, Abalone pulled Sheyan back and said with a salivating face.
"Oi oi oi, Yan bro, where's the information fee?"
Sheyan's social experience was plentiful, he knew that this scoundrel had his eyes on his money and was trying to extort him. But he was worried that Sanzi would suffer, and didn't want to waste words with him. He casually tossed another stack of banknotes to him and turned to leave. Seeing that Sheyan still had plenty of cash in his pockets, Abalone's eyes burned with greed. He signalled to his two underlings, and abruptly picked up a beer bottle from the side. Abruptly, he smashed it towards the back of Sheyan's head!
At present, Sheyan was worried about Sanzi. Furthermore, they were in the present world, so he didn't take precautions against Abalone who was like an ant in his eyes! That beer bottle carried a heavy gust of wind as it smashed against the back of Abalone's head! With a "Pa La" sound, the wine and glass shards almost exploded in all directions, splashing all over the bodies of the surrounding drinkers. Sheyan didn't have 'Endurance' to protect his body, a stream of dark red blood flowed down from the back of his head. But to him, it was only a superficial injury. Unlike Abalone's expectations, he immediately slumped to the ground.
Abalone's heart was in ecstasy, but he saw Sheyan suddenly turning around, using a ferocious glare to stare at him, as though he was about to devour him! Abalone had committed all sorts of atrocities, he didn't know why, but when he saw Sheyan's piercing glare, he couldn't help but cower back. But this guy immediately realized that there were many underlings watching, he immediately raised his arm and shouted:
"Everyone capture him, this is the person Crab bro wants! After that Sanzi was captured, Crab bro took out half a catty of goods to share with everyone. If we capture this trash, we won't need to buy any more powder for the next half a year! "
Sheyan's head drooped down, his wet hair covering his eyes. His fists were clenched tightly, trembling slightly.
Not because of fear.
But because of anger!
The anger of a dragon being touched on its reverse scale!
Family, was Sheyan's reverse scale!!
"Control … … .reveal my identity … … .endure … … .go f * ck yourself! My own family has been betrayed and kidnapped, even this little hoodlum dares to ride on my head and shit!!!?? "
Under Abalone's call, 5-6 tattooed hoodlums tied their shirts to their waists, as they raised their beer bottles and surrounded Sheyan. Sheyan slowly raised his head, expressionlessly saying:
"In your next life, remember to be a good person."
Sheyan's expression was wooden, but for some unknown reason, his body emitted a fearful aura that Abalone had never felt before. A hoodlum by the side was already cursing "Pounce your mother" as he swung a beer bottle horizontally. Sheyan's right fist abruptly swung out, "Pa La!" he cleanly smashed the beer bottle into smithereens. His remaining momentum didn't diminish, as he heavily smashed against the left side of the hoodlum's face with a terrifying gust of wind!
The hoodlum was instantly sent flying, his neck twisted into a horrifying shape, and his face was twisted to the back of his neck! Fresh blood spurted out half a foot long. Sheyan's fist was unleashed with all his might, not only did it shatter the left side of the hoodlum's face, it even broke his neck!!!
The rest of the hoodlums hadn't realized what kind of ferocious fiend they were about to face, as they continued to curse and charge forward. A wine bottle continued to smash against Sheyan's head, and a nearby folding stool also fell apart on Sheyan's back with a crash. Yet at this moment, Sheyan acted as though nothing had happened, as he abruptly took two steps forward, and stomped on another hoodlum's stomach.
With this stomp, the air in the hoodlum's stomach, gastric juices, and even the alcohol and food residue that he had just consumed immediately spurted out from his mouth! His stomach directly ruptured, as his eyes bulged out to the point of bursting! He couldn't even utter a sound, as he directly flew 5-6 metres back, flipping over several tables and stools. Finally, he collapsed to the ground, paralyzed. The first thing that came out of his mouth was rotten food and gastric juices, followed by blood. The dark red blood was like free tap water, as it flowed out more and more!
The other hoodlum's luck was slightly better, as he was considered to be in the second echelon of attacking Sheyan. Just as he was cursing "Pa La Granny" and waving his beer bottle, Sheyan's fist smashed onto his right shoulder. With an incomparably oppressive thud, he immediately fell to the ground, as he frantically rolled around, as an incomparably mournful wail echoed out!
Everyone could clearly see, that unlucky kid's right shoulder had clearly caved in. In this instance, his right shoulder was obviously shorter than his left by at least 2 cm. Under Sheyan's fist, his shoulder blade, first and second ribs were completely shattered, as the broken bones pierced into his lungs. As he screamed, he coughed violently, as he choked out pink blood foam.
This hoodlum's injury was a strong warning to the rest. Nevertheless, Baoyu's underlings weren't good men and women, and even if they were caught by the police, it would still be a serious crime. Immediately, a hoodlum pulled out a switchblade and stabbed towards Sheyan. Sheyan couldn't even be bothered to dodge, as he directly received the stab. Using his abdominal muscles to clamp down on the blade, he flipped his hand and grabbed onto the hoodlum's wrist, as though he was twisting a towel! Forcefully twisting the hoodlum's arm 180 degrees, the hoodlum's eyes bulged out of their sockets. After a few seconds of sluggishness, he finally released a mournful wail. Sheyan casually slapped him, causing him to stagger backwards. After rolling a few rounds, he crawled on the ground, as his hands clutched tightly onto his head. Blood was flowing out from his ears.
Witnessing such a scene, Baoyu couldn't help but stare blankly. Nevertheless, he still had some guts, as he had killed a few people before. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a gun from his waist. Unexpectedly, his vision darkened as he saw a human body flying towards him. Caught unprepared, he hurriedly raised his hands to protect his head. In the end, he was still smashed to the ground. When he straightened up, Sheyan had already grabbed onto his wrist, as he indifferently said.
"Bao Tiansheng, you want to use this gun to kill me right?"
Baoyu relied on the fact that Sheyan was a ship runner and not a gangster, as he yelled out.
"If you have the guts, then kill me!"
Sheyan callously replied.
"Of course, not only will I kill you, I will kill all of you."
*****
Recommend an infinite style novel, 'Steel Throne', written by Feng Yue Niang, it's really excellent.
Infinite worlds, infinite journeys, infinite desires.
The blind Bai Shuo accidentally stepped into an infinite space, his life hanging by a thread, every step filled with murderous intent.
To survive, he must use his blade and sword to prove his strength.
From then on, he will experience the terror of life and death, and search for a way to survive.
One day, he will use iron and blood to forge his own peerless throne in this world!
I guess, you guys definitely don't want to know the reason why I gave Feng Yue Niang a shove.
Because you guys are pure, kindhearted, hardworking and honest schoolmates who don't gossip at all. Alright alright, I'm just casually speaking.
Because, the black register – the Blackthorn Overmind is currently tearfully wriggling out with the words' If it's not me, then it's that coder who's been arrested. Therefore, today I will drag Feng Yue Niang to apply for a parole for the black register. Therefore, you have to promise Feng Yue Niang a shove! (To be continued. If you like this novel, I welcome you to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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