Chapter 33 The Money Is Coming

"Oh it's you."

Xiang Yang squinted at the man walking in front. This guy looks like a dog, with a bandage on one hand. Isn't that the guy who went to trouble Su Jingrou two days ago and was beaten by Xiang Yang? Xiang Yang still remembered that the guy's name was Zheng Jian.

"It's not me, you beat me very well the day before yesterday. I thought you were behind. After investigating you for two days, it turned out that you were just a small high school teacher, and you dared to beat me. Do you know who I am? I am not only going to beat you up today, not only to make you unable to take care of yourself, but also to ruin your reputation." Zheng Jian stretched out his other intact hand while speaking. Pinch your fingers together as if you were pinching ants.

"Although I'm only a high school teacher, I still can't beat you? Tsk tsk, I still remember the way you cried and begged for mercy." Xiang Yang had a teasing smile on his face.

"Bastard, when you cry and kneel down and beg for mercy, I will come down." Zheng Jian was furious and waved his hand. The doors of the two vans behind him opened, and seven or eight people from each car rushed down. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen people standing behind him, and together with the previous ones, there were more than 20 people in total.

"There are a lot of people." Xiang Yang said with a smile.

Sun Qingya's big eyes blinked, and she said curiously, "It's so strange, why can you come across such fun things when you're trembling with you?"

"Fun?" Xiang Yang couldn't help laughing when he looked at this beautiful school flower. It was a bit painful. In her eyes, being surrounded by so many people would still be fun..

Sun Qingya said: "Isn't it fun? Wow, twenty people, it feels like watching a movie. It would be great if I could also know martial arts, so I rushed up and divided them by three and five. All fell to the ground, and I was able to go to class on time, alas, it's over, I'm going to be late for class again."

"Don't worry, you won't be late."

Xiang Yang said lightly, his figure had turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Zheng Jian and the others.

"You dare to take the initiative, you're really courting death. Brothers, give me a hand. It's best if you're disabled. If you're killed, I'll carry it." Zheng Jian immediately trembled with excitement when he saw Xiang Yang taking the initiative. What a great opportunity. Even if I arrive at the police station, I can say that this guy started the action first. That's what I call defense. Even if I kill this guy, it's just too much defense at best.

Zheng Jian hurriedly and the photographer carried the camera to the side to find the best angle to record this wonderful lesson, especially Zheng Jian, who was still laughing, "Take care of you first, then I will go. Take that woman Su Jingrou over here, this time I must play her to death, Mad, even a stinky woman dared to refuse me, and I didn’t ask about the origin of this young master, and after I finished playing, I grabbed Africa and sold it.”

"Just saying this to you, it will definitely ruin you today."

Xiang Yang's eyes were gloomy, he sneered and shouted loudly, and his body quickly rushed into the crowd, like a tiger entering a flock, punching everyone to the ground with one punch, but all those who were hit by him were miserable. Crying and can't get up again.

In less than ten seconds, Xiang Yang had knocked everyone down and rushed in front of Zheng Jian and the photographer.

"You..." Before Zheng Jian's laughter fell, he heard screams in his ears, and then Xiang Yang appeared in front of him like a shadow. His laughter stopped as if someone suddenly got stuck in his throat. His eyes were round and round, as if he had seen a ghost.

Xiang Yang grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, and looked at Zheng Jian with a smile, "Who, you just said you were going to make Sleeping cry, I didn't quite hear it?"

"No...I...I said myself." Zheng Jian was crying and his face was shaking, his legs were shaking with fear. Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the twenty or so people who were still alive just now, and found that when they all fell to the ground screaming,

Zheng Jian was even more pale. It was terrifying. Although these people he brought were just ordinary gangsters, they often fought when they were idle. With their desperate spirit, even the masters from the army could fight several times. However, this guy in front of him has reached everyone in less than ten seconds. Is this guy a human or a demon?

"Why do I seem to hear you say that if you are killed, you carry it, and it is best if you are disabled, tsk tsk." Xiang Yang smiled, took the camera, took out the memory card, pinched his index finger and thumb, and rubbed it lightly. Immediately, the plastic memory card was smashed into pieces.

Seeing Xiang Yang smashing the memory card into pieces with such ease, Zheng Jian's legs trembled, and a liquid came out between his legs.

"It's disgusting." Xiang Yang jumped away and took two steps back, waved his hand, and said lightly, "I'm in a hurry, so I don't have time to pay attention to you, so you can tell me how much you want to compensate me."

"Ah...you won't hit me?" Zheng Jian was overjoyed and looked at Xiang Yang unexpectedly. He originally thought he was going to be maimed by Xiang Yang, but he didn't expect Xiang Yang to just ask for money. This is too simple. Said, a little money is nothing at all, because his father is a real estate tycoon and has a lot of money.

"I, I'll give you one hundred thousand." Zheng Jian said cautiously.

"Pa..." Xiang Yang slapped him directly, causing Zheng Jian to be completely stunned. He felt a roar in his head, and the world was spinning.

"One million..." Zheng Jian said quickly.

"Pa..." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yang slapped him on the other side of his face, and Xiang Yang showed a hideous smile. He glanced at the photographer who was about to rush over, and then said to Zheng Jian, "I'm in a hurry. Let's go to class and give you another chance."

"Five hundred... No, no, ten million." Zheng Jian wanted to say five million, but when he saw that Xiang Yang's face became more gloomy, he quickly changed his words.

"Congratulations, you saved your life."

A smile appeared on Xiang Yang's face, and he waved to Sun Qingya who was not far away. The latter trotted over and stood beside Xiang Yang with a smile, "Brother Xiang Yang, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Give him a valid bank card number, and then pay attention to check 10 million." Xiang Yang said lightly.

"Ah, Brother Xiang Yang is amazing. He extorted 10 million yuan in one fell swoop. I'll look for it." Sun Qingya said excitedly, flipping out a bank card from her bag and handing it to Xiang Yang.

"Give you five minutes to transfer money." Xiang Yang said lightly.

"Yes yes yes." Zheng Jian was full of resentment, but was forced to do nothing by Xiang Yang's violence. After taking the bank card, he started to transfer money to the card number on it, thinking in his heart, "Let you first Be proud of it for a few days, and in a few days, I will return all the money you swallowed with the principal and interest."

When transferring money, Zheng Jian's heart was bleeding. Even if his father was a real estate tycoon, it was his father's money. After 10 million was transferred out, his money was almost used up.

"Okay, check it out." Soon, Zheng Jian transferred the money, and Sun Qingya's mobile phone text message received the payment information.

"I got it, 10 million. Brother Xiang Yang, don't you want to be a teacher. Wouldn't it be easier to extort money directly. The money came too quickly." Sun Qingya said happily.

"Don't make trouble, go to class now."

Xiang Yang patted Sun Qingya's little head, then looked at Zheng Jian, "Next time, you are welcome to send me money, of course, I hope you can find a place where no one else is and send it to me, otherwise so much Man, it may not affect you too well."

"Yes... No no, I don't dare any more." Zheng Jian shook his head hastily.

"Why don't you dare, I welcome you to come to trouble me, but remember, it's just to trouble me, if you trouble other people, even if you have money, you won't be able to change your life. Well, remember, next time you have to bring some more money and come back to me." Xiang Yang patted Zheng Jian on the shoulder and said.

"I, I don't dare anymore." Zheng Jian was about to cry, why is this person like this, I have already transferred my money to you, and you still attacked me. Xiang Yang patted the shoulder exactly where his broken hand was. Every time he patted it, a force was transmitted to his arm, and he felt that his arm was broken again.

"Let's go, remember to take these people away."

Xiang Yang waved goodbye to Zheng Jian very cordially. He felt that this guy was really timely. He just had no money on him, so he sent the money over. Ten million was enough for a period of time.

"Let's go, drive your car." Xiang Yang asked Sun Qingya to drive her own sports car, while he drove a heavy locomotive.

"This bastard, if I don't kill you, I won't be called Zheng Jian." Zheng Jian stood there, watching the two shadows, one red and one black, disappear. He breathed a sigh of relief and cursed angrily while gritting his teeth.

"Master Zheng, what should we do? The brothers are all injured." One of Zheng Jian's men limped over with a depressed look on his face.

"Useless rubbish, twenty or so people can't beat one, you really embarrass me." Zheng Jian scolded angrily.

"I... We have tried our best, but... it's just that he is too powerful." The man had a look of shame on his face, but he was very contemptuous of Zheng Jian. What's the use of being fierce, it's not that you spent 10 million to buy your life.

"Go away." Zheng Jian shouted with a ferocious look on his face.

"Yes." Although Zheng Jian's subordinates felt uncomfortable, when facing Zheng Jian, he really didn't dare to say anything. He hurriedly greeted a group of "distressed brothers and sisters" and helped them get into the car and leave.

"You, take off your pants and give them to me." Zheng Jian felt that his lower body was wet and uncomfortable, and roared directly at the photographer standing next to him.

"Yes." The photographer was frightened when he saw it, and quickly took off his pants and handed them to Zheng Jian.

Zheng Jian looked around and found that there were not many people. He quickly took off his soaked trousers and threw them aside, then put on the photographer's trousers.

"Hey, help me contact Boss Wang, just say that I will invite him to dinner at the Emperor's Pavilion tonight."

After getting into the car, Zheng Jian, who had a ferocious face, threw his phone on the ground after making a phone call, with a ferocious expression on his face, and roared, "Xiang Yang, the surname is Xiang, this young master has grown up so much that he was beaten twice. It's all your hands, I want your life, no, I want you to live but not die!"