Chapter 198 Dangerous Elements

This group of people did not take Song Yan and Han Sha out of the urban village, but took them to a box in a teahouse in the urban village.

In the box sat a middle-aged fat man with a volume of over 200 pounds. However, his left hand was tied with a bandage and hung around his neck, which was a little funny.

"Boss, we found that these two were inquiring about the whereabouts of the little bastard, and we brought them back." The flat-headed man who brought Song Yan and the others back reported to Fatty Middle-aged Hui.

The middle-aged fat man squinted his eyes, and when he saw Han Sha's face clearly, a lustful light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Who are you two? Why are you looking for Wang Ziming?"

"Who are you? What are you asking us to do?"

Song Yan asked back. While speaking, he reached out and pulled a chair and said to Han Sha, "Sister Sha, please take a seat."

Han Sha couldn't help but rolled her eyes at Song Yan, but she was not worried that this group of people would be able to get her and Song Yan. After all, Song Yan's skills were there, not to mention five people, even if there were five more.

"Paralyzed, who made you sit!"

The flat-headed man kicked down the chair with one foot and cursed at Song Yan.

Song Yan's face suddenly turned cold, he looked at the flat-headed man and said, "Move the chair over and put it away."

"Fuck! How dare you talk to Lao Tzu like that!" The flat-headed man couldn't help but get angry, raised his hand and slapped Song Yan.

As soon as he reached out and grabbed it, Song Yan clasped the flat-headed man's wrist, and then slammed his knee into the other's lower abdomen. Suddenly, the flat-headed man screamed, and his body bowed into a big shrimp in pain.

Song Yan let go of him and said coldly, "Bring the chair here!"

"I'll fuck you!"

The flat-headed man shouted loudly, pulled out the steel pipe pinned to his waist, and slammed Song Yan on the head.

"boom!"

Just as he swung the steel pipe, a big foot wearing a size 42 shoe kicked his lower abdomen again. Suddenly, the flat-headed man flew out like a broken kite, hit the wall of the box, and bounced back. drop on the floor.

"Fuck! Fuck him!"

When the other three gangsters saw their companions kicking, they were furious, and they all pulled out their steel pipes and called Song Yan in the face.

I saw Song Yan's figure flickering, and the three thugs felt that they lost their target.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three hand knives slashed almost indiscriminately on the backs of the three gangsters' necks, and the three fell to the ground groaning softly.

The middle-aged fat man couldn't help being surprised when he saw that his four subordinates were knocked down in less than a minute.

After cooking the four of them, Song Yan moved the chair behind Han Sha again and said with a smile, "Sister Sha, please take a seat!"

"Don't be funny, business matters!" Han Sha said angrily.

"Yes!" Song Yan said with a wink, then looked at the middle-aged fat man, and asked carelessly, "That fat man, your hand was cut by Wang Ziming?"

After a short period of surprise, the middle-aged fat man has regained his composure. Hearing Song Yan calling him fat man, a trace of anger flashed across his face, and he said coldly, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Song Yan disappeared on the spot, but came to the middle-aged fat man, reached out and grabbed his neck, with a little force, the fat man's body was off the ground.

Feeling the big hand on his neck like an iron hoop, Huang Nanshan felt that his breathing was getting faster and faster, and his soul seemed to be shedding its shell.

Just when he thought he was about to die, that palm suddenly loosened.

"boom!"

He fell to the ground like a piece of rotten meat, coughing and breathing a few times before returning to normal.

"I ask you to answer, don't talk nonsense, or I will get angry!" Song Yan stared at him condescendingly, playing with his taste: "Tell me, did the prince cut your hand!"

"It's him." Huang Nanshan hesitated and nodded. People had to bow their heads under the eaves. After dealing with this kid, he would slowly seek revenge for him.

"Why did he cut you?" Song Yan continued to ask.

"I don't know either!" Huang Nanshan's eyes flickered.

"Really don't know?" There was a hint of coldness in Song Yan's tone.

"I really don't know why he wants to chop me!" Huang Nanshan said bravely.

Song Yan waved his hand, and a steel pipe landed on his hand, then fell, and smashed heavily on the other arm of HS City. With a click, his right arm snapped.

Suddenly, Huang Nanshan let out a shrill scream, and the fat on his body also twitched.

"Say panic and I'll interrupt your hand or foot! If you think you're a spider with enough legs, please continue to lie!" Song Yan said with a sneer.

"Don't...I said...I ordered someone to hurt that kid's grandma, so he wanted to chop me!"

Han Sha, who was still a little unbearable at first, heard that Wang Ziming's grandmother was injured by him, and the sympathy in her heart disappeared immediately, instead she scolded: "Do you still have a conscience? Got it!"

"Sister Sha, if you talk about conscience to such people, then they must have conscience!" Song Yan rolled his eyes and said, and then continued to press Huang Nanshan: "Then why did you find someone to hurt his grandma!"

Under the gaze of Song Yan, Huang Nanshan did not dare to lie: "When I was dealing with a traitor, I happened to be hit by the old lady who was picking up garbage, and then she called the police, I just wanted to warn her, I didn't think about it. To kill her, she fell to the ground and died!"

"How did you know she went to the police?"

"The director of the police station is my cousin!" Huang Nanshan said truthfully.

"Then do you know where Prince Ming went?"

"I don't know, I'm looking for him everywhere!"

"Crack!"

The steel pipe in Song Yan's hand rose again, breaking one of Huang Nanshan's legs, and then regardless of his screams, he threw the steel pipe and pulled up Han Sha's hand, and walked outside.

After walking out of the teahouse, Han Sha said angrily, "Just let him go?"

"We are not the police. I interrupted one of his hands and one leg to avenge Wang Ziming's grandmother. Now what we have to do is to find Wang Ziming!" Song Yan shrugged helplessly.

"That's the only way!" Han Sha said in a depressed mood, "By the way, can you find Wang Ziming?"

"Don't worry, as long as he is still in Xiangcheng, I can find him!" Song Yan gave Han Sha a reassuring look.

Just as Song Yan and Han Sha walked out of the urban village and were about to drive away, two police cars drove fast, a group of police officers rushed down from above, pointed guns at them, and said, "Put your hands up, don't move!"

Suddenly, Han Sha's face changed greatly, and there was a worry in her eyes.

And Song Yan's expression turned cold.

"These men and women are both dangerous, take them away!" Ma Dong waved his hands and said with a cold face. He received a call from Huang Nanshan just now, saying that a man and a woman had broken one of his legs and one arm. , and forced to ask a lot of things, and also confessed his cousin.

Hearing this news, Ma Dong couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly summoned his subordinates to rush over, blocking Song Yan and Han Sha.