They were leaving, but Shang Yang naturally couldn't agree.

When the Zhang family asked "Miyamoto" to break in, they didn't plan to let it go. The practice was so cruel that it was outrageous.

"Swish"

Zhang Cheng turned his head suddenly, and it was clear from his eyes that the fire was burning in his heart. He was indeed anxious. Not only did he with Shang Yang, but suddenly, it seemed that pirates all over the world were fighting against the Zhang family. He couldn't swallow this tone no matter what!

"You speak with respect. This is Haicheng. I want to leave. Who can stop me?"

"I can!"

Shang Yang Gu Jing Bubo said: "So what can I do if I stop you? Uncle Zhang, I am not where I can come whenever I want, and I can leave whenever I want, at least I don't allow it..."

"snort"

Zhang Cheng snorted coldly. He was not in the mood to show off his verbal pleasure from Shang Yang. He could sit in his current position and could still distinguish between priorities and priorities. He had to deal with things in Feizhou first.

"I'm leaving, it depends on how you stop me!"

After saying that, he hurried out.

Zhang Zhanding still couldn't figure out what was going on, but he knew it must be a serious matter. Otherwise, his father would not have been so incompetent. He glared at Shang Yang heavily and followed him and wanted to leave.

"Bang!"

They had just walked a few steps when the door was knocked open from outside.

The two bodyguards he brought were thrown in one after another, and they were in very bad shapes, covering their stomachs and unable to stand.

Then, four men walked into the outside, blocking their way without expression.

Zhang Cheng was stunned.

He looked at the ground, then looked in front of him, and finally turned to look at Shang Yang, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Shang, what are you going to do? Do you still want to touch me?"

He was indeed crazy and was so embarrassed that he had suffered such a great humiliation for the first time in his life. He never dreamed of it before.

"Crazy"

Zhang Zhanding and the other two also turned their heads and widened their eyes angrily.

Shang Yang shrugged.

Step by step: "I said that you can't leave without my permission. Not to mention you, you can't even fly out, do you understand?"

"you…"

Zhang Cheng was so angry that he didn't know how to respond, and felt that his whole body was about to explode.

"Uncle Zhang, I am a little bit good. I know what I want and what I want to explain, so I don't need to remind me, so I just took it myself!"

He said, stopping.

Facing Zhang San in front of him: "I saw you again. Did it hurt to hit you just now?"

Zhang San clenched his fists with both hands, neither humble nor arrogant, nor responded.

"Bang"

At this time, Shang Yang suddenly raised his hand and slapped Zhang San in the face.

“

Does it hurt?"

Zhang Zhanding knew that Uncle San was loaded in a box just now and had seen his embarrassing look, but he was still unable to accept being beaten in front of him, and his breathing became more and more rapid and faster.

Qi Sixue couldn't believe it. What's the difference between hitting Zhang Cheng in front of Zhang Cheng? Is this guy crazy? Or is he born a madman? I just heard of it before, but it happened in front of him, and it felt like a dream.

"Bang"

Shang Yang slapped: "It's great if you don't reply. It depends on whether you are stubborn or my hands!"

Zhang San was indeed a man. His head was beaten and quickly retracted, his eyes wide open and he did not retreat at all.

"Bang..." There was a slap.

"Pan..." slapped again.

Zhang San had been beaten beyond recognition, his face was black and purple, and he had blood stasis.

"Bang"

Another slap fell, Zhang San shook his body, raised his hand to hold the wall before he could barely stand firm.

"Bang"

This slap made him unable to stand up completely, and his body tilted and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"The mouth is still hard," Shang Yang shook his wrist and lowered his head and said, "Don't think that you can let go if you are unconscious. I like to ask the bottom of it!"

While speaking, he raised his foot and stepped on Zhang San's head, and the latter's whole body trembled and cramped.

"Enough!"

Zhang Zhanding's eyes were red with anger. He knew that Shang Yang was deliberately angering him, but he still couldn't help saying: "Shang Yang, you really..."

"Bang"

Before he could finish his words, Shang Yang slapped him with a slap, which was accurate. Compared to Zhang San, Zhang was much weaker in carrying the tripod. After a slap, his body was already leaning against the wall.

"Please carry the tripod!"

Qi Sixue walked to the side with concern and held it, turned her head and shouted, "Crazy, you are just a madman, mentally ill!"

All this came too quickly, making her unable to defend herself.

Shang Yang was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he stepped forward and said contemptuously: "Since he doesn't answer, you can help answer and ask again, does it hurt to hit you?"

Zhang Zhanding couldn't stand his arrogance. If he didn't do anything, he would feel depressed.

"I've fought with you..."

After saying that, he pushed Qi Sixue away irritably and rushed over quickly.

"Swish"

As soon as he arrived in front of him, Shang Yang raised his hand and pinched his neck accurately. The latter was pinched and stood there in an instant.

"Bang"

The applause exploded in the room like thunder, and the listeners were trembling.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhang Zhanding was stunned and motionless.

"Bang"

"say!"

Shang Yang was like a robot without emotions, slapping one after another.

"I

I'll fight you too!"

Qi Sixue couldn't watch her husband being beaten, without any image of a wealthy young woman, rushed over with her teeth and claws, looking like she was trying hard.

Shang Yang quickly moved to the side, Qi Sixue passed by and tripped easily under his feet.

"Bang"

The latter immediately climbed to the ground and fell heavily, grinning in pain.

"Enough!"

At this time, Zhang Cheng said two words in an ethereal way, like a great enlightenment after great joy and sorrow, staring at Shang Yang and said, "You are indeed beyond my expectations. Very good, let's go!"

"Bang"

Shang Yang let go of Zhang to carry the tripod, without hesitation, and slapped Zhang Cheng with the same slap. If it weren't for the time being, except for Qi Sixue, he would have dared to kill these people to avenge his almost dead before!

As for Zhang Cheng, one of the ten most powerful people in China?

In his eyes, it's just a big deal!

"You are very good at talking? So what if you don't let you go?"

Zhang Cheng was beaten and leaned against the wall. He never expected that he would dare to attack himself, not to say dreaming, even if he killed him before this, he would not believe that Shang Yang would dare to touch him.

He said in horror: "Dare you touch me?"

"Bang"

Shang Yang slapped him down: "Guess if I dare to move!"

“Huh…huh…”

Zhang Cheng's breath became stronger and stronger. He could count the number of times he had been slapped in his hand in his life, and he was all alone, just his father. Thinking about it carefully, his father hadn't hit him for at least forty years, which means that he hadn't been beaten in forty years, so he actually dared to take action!

"Bang"

"What are you looking at? I feel uncomfortable? I feel unhappy, you bite me?"
To be continued...