The white-haired man sneered and pointed at Zhang Muyang with a finger and said, "Boy, it doesn't matter to tell you. Your dear brother, you lost one million a few days ago and haven't paid it back yet. Then the profit was over and over and the profit was over and over and over and understood?" The white-haired man took out an IOU and Zhang Muyang took a look. It was indeed written by Zhang Muyu, the boy.

These people are clearly cheating Zhang Muyu, and they are unknown little bastards. You should know that Zhang Muyu is from the Zhang family. Although the Zhang family is not in Yanjing, its momentum is stronger than before. They are no longer the one who can only call the wind and rain in business. Especially with the bug Zhang Muyang, there are still several people who dare to provoke him, and it is too late to win over and please him.

When the white-haired man saw Zhang Muyang sucking his IOU, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth, handed him a look at him, and asked them to block the door of the room and said, "I said, looking at you, you are not people who are short of money, hurry up and pay back the money, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

He said, taking out a dagger from his arms and putting it on the table with a "slap". The threatening meaning was self-evident.

Zhang Muyang ignored him. He could knock down all this kind of crappy guy with one finger. He just couldn't figure out how Zhang Muyu got like this. Looking at his timid look, Zhang Muyang frowned, then looked at the white-haired man and said, "I recognize a million gambling debt, but I can't figure it out. This is a little profit. You can turn one million to three million in just three days. How high is your interest? Today I will give you 1.5 million, and things will be understood."

Money is just a number for Zhang Muyang. He doesn't want to waste time, so he just uses money to solve it.

Unfortunately, the white-haired man was full of greed, shook his head and said viciously: "Only give 1.5 million? Are you dreaming? I tell you, today you either give the money, or leave some objects on you."

"Oh."

Zhang Muyang smiled. How long has it been? No one dared to say such things in front of him. It may be praised if they don’t know how to live or die.

This guy is still laughing? The white-haired man suddenly became a little angry. After all, he was a social person. He was actually ridiculed by a young boy. He was instantly angry and pushed him towards Zhang Muyang and shouted: "Boy, I'm tmd and you... hey, I'll go."

Just as he pushed towards Zhang Muyang behind him, Zhang Muyang raised his wrist and pinched it directly. A piercing pain came from his wrist. All the swear words in his mouth were held back into his stomach before he could finish his words.

Zhang Muyang kept slapping his hands, and the white-haired man didn't have time to cover his face and fell to the ground with his body spinning.

As for his younger brothers, they were about to take action, but Zhang Muyang's figure was gone in front of them. After a blink of an eye, they all rolled on the ground like the white-haired man, screaming endlessly.

"Brother Muyang, you are still powerful."

Seeing that Zhang Muyang almost knocked down all the people who threatened him in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but cheer.

But Zhang Muyang looked at him coldly and did not give him any good looks.

The white hair, who was slapped to the ground, struggled to get up. He wanted to say a few harsh words, but thinking about Zhang Muyang's reaching out, his cheeks were swollen and his teeth were leaking, so he could only bear it, and helped him and left the box with his younger brother. But looking at their appearance, he knew that this matter must be over.

Zhang Muyang sat steadily on the sofa, looking at his cousin with a little scared look not far away from him, and asked, "Tell me, why did you get together with these people."

Zhang Muyu was confused for a while, but still didn't dare to tell Zhang Muyang everything. Since he recovered from the Zhang family's identity, he returned to Yanjing to read the score because he had no roots in his practice. When he was having fun in the bar nightclub, he met a few white hairs. He was originally eighteen or nineteen years old, and was praised by others. He said good words and flattered, and then he was in a state of a good mood and began to gamble with others. First, he made a small fight, won hundreds of thousands, but later he almost never won much, and lost nearly ten million in succession.

Although he is a rich second generation and a child of the Zhang family, he didn't have much pocket money before he became an adult, not to mention that he didn't want his father to know, otherwise he would have to interrupt his push. This time he was helpless and found Zhang Muyang.

Zhang Muyang really didn't know what to say about this kid. It was a bit similar to his own experience, and it was clearly being tricked.

Zhang Muyang said: "I will help you with this matter, and I won't let Uncle Bao know, but in the future..."

Before Zhang Muyang could finish speaking, Zhang Muyu sneered and said, "I promise not to cause trouble for Brother Muyang."

Zhang Muyang shook his head. He was not afraid that he would cause trouble. Just when Zhang Muyang wanted to teach him a lesson, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and was kicked open afterwards.

A young man stepped in, followed by Baimao who had just been beaten. After seeing Zhang Muyang, Baimao pointed at Zhang Muyang and said, "Brother Yong is him."

The young man asked coldly, "Is it the one you hit just now?"

Zhang Muyang nodded and said, "I beat him."

The young man looked up and down at Zhang Muyang, and his face became even more gloomy: "You guy is enough to beat my little brother in my territory and still talk to me like this. Do you think you are very powerful?"

Zhang Muyang glanced at him lightly and said, "It's not that great, but your little brother is foul, so he sets up a trap for my brother and slaps them. He is already showing mercy."

Faced with Zhang Muyang's indifferent expression, the young man immediately said angrily: "Boy, do you know whose place is here? Don't show off here, give me the money immediately. 5 million yuan a penny cannot be lost. I will apologize to my brother after that, otherwise I will kill you today."

Zhang Muyang shook his head and someone actually robbed money on his head. He slowly stood up and looked down at the young man and said, "Give it aside? Apologize? Go and ask your master, I dare to give it to him, or does he dare?"

"hehe."

The young man looked at Zhang Muyang instead of anger and laughed, clapped his hands, and more than a dozen strong men rushed in outside the door, just about to take action.

I heard an arrogant voice coming from behind me.

"Who is causing trouble in my place?"

The young man's face changed instantly, and he was not in a hurry to deal with Zhang Muyang. He quickly came out of the box and said flatteringly: "Mr. Jun, you are here."

"I heard that someone is making trouble here, so I come and see who has such courage, Cai Ze..." The person who came to the private room, raised his eyes and opened his mouth and shouted, suddenly saw Zhang Muyang's face clearly. He hesitated for a moment, rubbed his eyes hard with his hands, and swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.
Chapter completed!