Back at the hotel, Song Gang was already waiting in the room and wiping his "black iron knife". Seeing Zhang Heng and Song Jiao open the door and come in, the man stood up from the bed and nodded. Although there was no expression on his face, he used his actions to tell Song Jiao about his respect for the boss!

"Have you touched it?" Zhang Heng waved his hand and signaled him to sit there. There was no outsider here. Who would you please show this? Song Gang went out for a long time, and if he was right, he should have touched the bottom of the person. As soon as the three of them got off the boat, they were targeted by the other party. I'm afraid that the killers would come to the door and be dealt with by Song Gang secretly!

Song Gang nodded. He didn't expect Zhang Heng to come, but since the boss came, the chance of revenge should be greater.

"Let's go, I still have something to do later. I'm going back to China. Hei Niu has already booked a plane ticket for me!" Zhang Heng said nothing. Song Gang took out a large travel bag from under the bed, containing guns. He was not brought from the island, but probably bought it from nearby arms dealers when he went out just now.

Zhang Heng shook his head and signaled that he would not use it. He had two "Desert Eagles" on his body, which was enough!

Take the weapon, walk out of the hotel one after another.

Outside the city, there is a European-style manor building covering an area of ​​less than ten acres.

"Boss, the man named Wang, has a woman named Goya, who is very powerful. A Thai boxing champion once challenged her, but she cut her neck with a bare-handed knife within three moves!" Outside the manor, Song Gang suddenly spoke to remind Zhang Heng.

"Woman?" Zhang Heng was stunned.

"Yes, nicknamed Blackberry!" Song Gang nodded. He had seen that woman. She looked very beautiful, but hundreds of men who died at her hands were definitely a tough guy. He paused and added: "There are rumors that her master was the black widow of the Nanyang sacrificial master, Naimi'er."

"Nanyang surrender?" Zhang Heng touched his chin and said with a smile and nonchalantly: "Is there really a surrender in Nanyang? I thought it was just a rumor!"

Song Gang said seriously: "Boss, the sacrificial master is very famous in Southeast Asia. Some people would rather provoke despair than provoke those people. In Southeast Asia, even the king is afraid of the sacrificial master. He is so evil, he has to be careful!"

Nanyang Zhuangzi? It’s quite interesting. Now Zhang Heng is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Not to mention Zhuangzi, he is not afraid of anyone who comes. It just so happens that he hasn’t found a fight with the enemy!

"Then let's go and meet this master!" Zhang Heng smiled and didn't know when there were two extra grenades in his hand and threw them towards the gate of the manor.

Boom, two loud bangs, the door was blown open!

Song Jiao's eyes widened, and Song Gang subconsciously couldn't help rolling his eyes. Zhaoyao, it's too silly, this is someone's nest, just so blatantly killing him? Before the two brothers and sisters came, they were all thinking about assassinating the enemy, but they didn't expect that their boss would be so bold and attack the gate!

"Let's go!" Zhang Heng walked towards the manor with a cold face with a desert eagle in his hand!

Song Jiao was suddenly shocked. I have to say that her boss looks very domineering and manly, and that domineering aura is very attractive to her!

Taking a deep breath, Song Jiao held Wei Chong and Song Gang in her hand to protect Zhang Heng from the left and right.

Bang bang bang!

Although Zhang Heng has not practiced his marksmanship specifically, he can still shoot the bullets within a hundred meters and shoot the head with guns. This comes from the aura in his heart, or the sensation of the demonic energy!

"Boss, your marksmanship is good!" Song Jiao looked at Zhang Heng, and a smile appeared on her face for the first time.

"I'm here to go wherever... my grass!" Zhang Heng tilted his head back and flashed, a bullet flew over his face, leaving a shallow blood mark. Without taking care of Song Gang, he hugged Song Jiao and rolled to the side. "There is a blocker!"

Song Jiao was hugged by Zhang Heng, her body was a little stiff, but it soon became soft. She said expressionlessly: "Let me go!"

Zhang Heng rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart, it was really cold. I kindly wanted to help you! Just let go, but I touched some private parts with bad intentions!

"Boss, can't you... be more serious?" Song Jiao said with a cold face.

"I've always been serious!"

Song Jiao stood up, ignored him, and quickly ran towards the villa in front. Song Gang had passed, his physique twenty times more than the special forces soldier, making the speed of the two brothers and sisters no less than the world sprint champion. The threspass posed no great threat to the two!

Zhang Heng stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body!

When he entered the villa, the two brothers and sisters of the Song family were holding each other against a group of people. What surprised Zhang Heng was that he actually saw the fat man Huang Dahai again here.

"Wang Hu, my father and brothers are all dead at your hands. Today is the day when you will pay your blood debts and blood! "Song Jiao looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa with red eyes.

Beside middle-aged, there was a petite woman standing, saying that she was petite and delicate because she was definitely not more than 1.5 meters tall, and she should not be old, at most, and she was only twenty-five years old. She had a good appearance, especially her big watery eyes, which seemed to be able to speak, and were full of spring charm.

Wang Hu had a sneer on his face, looked at Song Jiao, his eyes were greedy, and he said with a lewd smile: "The niece of the Song family, you have been beautiful again after not seeing each other for a few years, haha, uncle will entertain you later and let you taste the taste of a man." When he turned to look at Song Gang, he looked gloomy: "If you have a way in heaven, you don't have a way, you will come here without a door. You can't find you. You two brothers and sisters came to your door, which saved me some trouble!"

Huang Dahai came to discuss business with Wang Hu, but he didn't expect to meet Zhang Heng here, and he was stunned. Zhang Heng smiled and blinked at the other party, turned his head to see the middle-aged man named Wang Hu. He was definitely less than fifty years old and was not tall. He gave people a feminine feeling, which was inconsistent with his name.

I don’t know what he relied on, but he actually had no fear of the Song brothers and sisters who came to the door. This made Zhang Heng interested!

"Goya, go and kill this kid. As for the daughter of the Song family, let the brothers enjoy it first, then break their hands and feet and throw them outside to pick up customers. There are countless people who want my life as Wang Hu. To this day, I, Wang Hu, still alive?"

"Little handsome guy, you can't blame me. You came to the door to seek death!" Goya was the petite and delicate woman standing behind Wang Hu. No wonder she was nicknamed "Blackberry"!

Goya stopped three meters away in front of Song Gang and said with a smile: "If it is a man, I will throw the gun in your hand. I will give you three moves!"

Song Gang had a cold face, threw the slight rush in his hand, and pulled out the "black iron knife" behind him.
Chapter completed!