Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Zhao Wusheng stood at the door without saying a word, like an old monk in meditation.

Zhang Yujie walked to the side of the hooded man, and slowly bent down.

He took off the man's hood suddenly, and his face changed color instantly.

Only then did I see clearly that the person lying on the ground with his hands and feet tied, looked about 30 years old, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, was screaming "woo woo", his eyes staring like a camel bell Big, with bruises on his face, bruised and purple, it seems that he has suffered a lot.

"Is it him?" Zhao Wusheng asked behind him. [

"It's him." Zhang Yujie replied lightly.

This time, I can finally be sure that the person on the ground must be the little leader of the Tianxinghui who killed Zhang Yujie's sister and is still at large!

Zhang Yujie's face turned pale little by little.

He had mentioned countless times in front of me that he wanted to kill this person with his own hands, and every time he talked about it, he could not hide the anger on his face, and his whole person was like an active volcano that was about to erupt.

But now, with this person lying in front of him, Zhang Yujie calmed down instead!

Zhang Yujie pulled out the rag from that mouth.

"who are you!"

"Why did you tie me here!"

"I'm a member of Tianxinghui, don't you want to live anymore, let me go!"

The man's face showed horror, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Who are we?" Zhang Yujie suddenly laughed frantically: "There is really something wrong with your eyes, you might as well take a closer look!"

Zhang Yujie lowered his face suddenly, staring at the man fiercely with his eyes.

The man gasped for breath, and suddenly realized: "It's you...it's you!"

"You finally remember me." Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yujie suddenly flew up and kicked the man on the cheek.

"Wow..." The man spat out blood, and two teeth popped out.

Zhao Wusheng, who was behind him, took out a cigarette calmly, walked to the side of the square table, lit the cigarette with the fire of a candle, and started smoking.

Zhang Yujie's shock turned into overwhelming anger in a blink of an eye. He threw out both fists and feet, and greeted the middle-aged man whose hands and feet were tied.