Zhou Yang followed the commercial vehicle around and around the city. After circling for about half an hour, he actually plunged into the slum area where Zhou Yang lived. After walking through the slums for a while, we stopped outside a courtyard house. Of course, this courtyard is not the one in Zhou Yang, but it's not too far apart, about three to four hundred meters. After the commercial vehicle in front stopped at the alley, six men in suits got out and walked into the courtyard. When they got out of the car, they all looked around. They walked in and ignored Zhou Yang in the car. They didn't know whether they didn't take Zhou Yang seriously or were confident in their two brothers with guns. They didn¡¯t come to see Zhou Yang, but Zhou Yang got out of the car out of curiosity and stuffed the Blood Red Scorpion into the crack of the door. The next thing would be much easier to handle. Zhou Yang has decided not to take action easily since he suffered some losses in the fight with those gangsters yesterday, and it would be strange if he really breaks in like that and doesn't get randomly shot to death. The Blood Red Scorpion went in for about half an hour, then climbed out in a swaggering manner and automatically got into the bamboo tube. Judging from the posture, all the guys inside have been eliminated. Seeing this, Zhou Yang stepped forward and kicked the door open. He found a group of men in black lying in the courtyard inside, and a middle-aged man fell on the Taishi chair in the middle. Judging from the posture, that guy should be their leader. Zhou Yang thought that asking him for questioning might be able to find out why they were causing trouble for Fang Xueluo. So they grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the car. After dragging him into the car, the other two minions naturally threw him down. They have no use value to Zhou Yang. After leaving the two minions behind, he reversed the car and drove towards his house. The two places are relatively close and can be reached in three or four minutes. When he got home, Zhou Yang drove the car directly into the yard. Although the gangsters didn't expect that they would be so close to their hometown, they couldn't park the car outside so arrogantly. Isn't this a lack of strings? After driving the car into the yard, Zhou Yang locked the yard gate and then dragged the middle-aged man out of the car. This middle-aged man was unconscious and unable to move, but he still looked somewhat imposing. Although he did not look ferocious, there was an air of violence between his brows, and he was a very vicious person. When Zhou Yang was in the primitive jungle, the old drunkard also taught him some fortune-telling skills. Although this thing is mysterious, there is a certain basis for it. As the saying goes, love comes from the heart. It is impossible for a person with deep intentions to have an unreserved bright smile on his face. For safety reasons, Zhou Yang first searched his body, took out a small pistol from his waist and a small dagger hidden in his socks, then tied him up with hemp rope, and then slowly tied him up. Undo the poison of the red scorpion. The poison of the red scorpion is the most powerful anesthetic in the world. It is very powerful and very effective. If Zhou Yang does not detoxify it, even if he invites the best experts in traditional Chinese and Western medicine, it is impossible for the patient to wake up within a day. After the middle-aged man slowly regained consciousness, he struggled a few times. After discovering the environment he was in, he did not make a fuss or call out. Instead, he looked around calmly. When his eyes noticed Zhou Yang, he looked carefully. He opened his eyes and asked in confusion: "These little brothers, Lian seems to have no grievances or quarrels with you, right?" "Ha." Zhou Yang chuckled lightly, playing with the small dagger found from his body. , said calmly: "If I hadn't been a little smarter, I might have said this to you." "This" The middle-aged man frowned and asked doubtfully: "Brother, how do you say this?" "I still want to ask you. Why was it that while I was driving on the road without incident, two men in black suddenly took money and asked me to go with them?" Zhou Yang said angrily. "This is probably a misunderstanding, brother." The middle-aged man said quickly. Zhou Yang ignored him, only a fool thought it was a misunderstanding. "Let the police tell you if there is a misunderstanding or not. I want to see how you explain the misunderstanding that you threatened people with guns." "This" Upon hearing Zhou Yang move out of the police, the panic on the middle-aged man's face became more obvious. . They are ***, born to be restrained by the police. Moreover, the ban on guns here in mainland China is very strict. If they knew that all of their gangs had guns, they would not care whether they were Taiwan compatriots or not, and they would still be shot. This is a destabilizing factor that seriously endangers social harmony. "Brother, we have something to say, something to say." "I want to say it properly, but you don't give me a chance." Zhou Yang walked up to the middle-aged man and said with a sneer: "You make me feel scared. , I only" Before Zhou Yang could finish his words, the right hand holding the dagger had already stabbed the middle-aged man's chest severely. The middle-aged man grinned in pain. He gritted his teeth and sucked in the cold air. Looking at Zhou Yang with a calm expression, he walked around the worldIn twenty or thirty years, I have never seen such a person. His face did not change and his heart did not beat when he struck. No matter how ruthless a person is, he will not be so calm. After all, this is stabbing someone, not killing a pig. In Zhou Yang¡¯s eyes, he is no different from a pig. The only difference is that a pig cannot hurt itself, but this middle-aged man can. Therefore, the attitude towards treatment should be more cold. "You make me feel unsafe, so I have to control you." Zhou Yang took out the Blood Red Scorpion from the bamboo tube and introduced himself calmly: "I forgot to tell you, I am a doctor. My specialty is rescuing people, and my specialty is killing people, but what I am best at ismaking you unable to survive or die." Zhou Yang's words were calm, but when they fell into the ears of the middle-aged man, he felt a chill. The young man is not lying to himself, he is telling the truth. "Brother, brother. I can give you anything you want, money, women, I can satisfy you. Can you" This Taiwanese gangster, known as the Blood Wolf in the world, had to beg for mercy this time. . He had been chopped down and had a gun put to his head, but he had never been so frightened as he was today. Because this kid is so unlike a human being, he is simply a devil. Before the middle-aged man finished speaking in panic, Zhou Yang interrupted him coldly: "Can you not be so naive? Everyone knows that we have formed a rift now, and only a fool will believe that this matter can be improved. There are only two solutions now. One, you die. Two, your life is better than death. My choice is to let you live, but it must be under my control. I control you, why don't you give me some money as tribute?" Zhou Yang's words were clear, although a bit direct. After being analyzed like this by Zhou Yang, the middle-aged man finally understood that there was no way things could go well today. He just didn't expect that he would go through all kinds of rivers and seas, and finally capsize in this gutter, and the person who cleans him up would be a young kid.