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"Brother Ping!"

"Brother Ping!"

Seeing this, the people next to him reached out to grab Zhang Jun's arm.

"Crash"

People from Zhang Haowen rushed up, basically two people fought one, and they were held down in an instant.

Under the dazzling headlights of the van, Zhang Jun inserted his left hand into his pocket and smashed Meng Ping's forehead with a gun in his right hand. Then he pulled his head with his right hand: "Meng Ping, right? Are you a little ignorant? You are not used to standing and taking money, so you have to kneel down and talk, right?"

Meng Ping knelt on the ground, his face pale and his eyes were about to spit out of fire. He tried his best to cover his thighs and wanted to stand up, but was held tightly by several young people next to him and could not move at all.

"It's okay if you are so powerful in Beishan, you can't help but be brave. Do you really think no one can accept you?" Zhang Jun took a step back, put his hands on his hips, pointed at Meng Ping's forehead and said softly: "I think you are quite unconvinced? Compare financial resources. My crown is worth your net income for two years, and brothers. On your territory, you are kneeling here now! Tell me, what's the gap?!"

Meng Ping is also a tough guy. He was shot in both legs and blood was still leaking out of his thigh. He looked pale, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Next to Meng Ping, a young man with long hair who was also pressed to the ground and kneeling couldn't help but look up at Zhang Jun when he heard the sound, and said in a low voice: "Is it over to kill someone? What else do you want to kill Brother Ping?"

"Go to the car to get a bottle of Budweiser." Zhang Jun ignored the young man with long hair, turned his head and said to Tong Hu, and looked at Meng Ping: "You chose the matter, and you were the ones who were beaten. I want to pull you out now. It doesn't make any sense to shoot each person, and it also makes me Zhang Jun useless."

While talking, Tong Hu turned around and brought a bottle of beer and a wine glass from the crown car.

"I won't know each other if I don't fight, Brother Ping, let's have an Ang!"

Zhang Jun reached out to take the beer and wine glass from Tong Hu, bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, poured himself a glass of beer. Then he held a glass of wine and poured half a glass of beer on Meng Ping's forehead.

The beer flowed down Meng Ping's forehead and penetrated into his eyes. He blinked slightly, knelt on the ground, staring at Zhang Jun with scarlet eyes, without saying a word.

"Gudong!"

Zhang Jun raised his neck and drank the remaining half glass of beer! Then he threw away the wine glass, put his hands on his hips, leaned over slightly, stared at Meng Ping's face and said softly: "My name is Zhang Jun, Brother Ping. After drinking this glass of wine, we will be over. If you feel that you are not convinced, I am staying in Shao Djunhao Hotel, you can come to me at any time!"

As he said that, Zhang Jun turned around and prepared to return to the crown car.

Meng Ping was still kneeling on the ground. He looked at Zhang Jun's back with a gloomy look, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Jun, I am unforgettable to me. I, Meng Ping, have recorded it!"

"Haha, I remember that there are so many people in Zhang Jun, I'm not going to have you one!"

Zhang Jun sneered and led everyone into the car without looking back.

...At around 11 o'clock that night, in a small private clinic in Longh Beishan.

A good friend of Meng Ping and his good brother Zhu Yongqiang learned that Meng Ping was shot twice. After being hospitalized, he rushed from Shao Y to Beishan overnight to visit him.

Zhu Yongqiang is Meng Ping's good friend and is considered a childhood friend. The two had a good relationship when they were young. When they grew up, Zhu Yongqiang got married and went the right way, so the relationship between them was slightly reduced, but their relationship was still there.

In the clinic.

"Old Ping, why bother with you when you make it like this? Your legs have not been resting for half a year, so you can't stand up, right?" Zhu Yongqiang was wearing an old leather jacket, looking quite simple. He sat by the bed, frowned at Meng Ping: "I advised you several years ago not to mess with those who fight and kill. He didn't make much money in a year. He couldn't get on the table after all, and was injured all day and entered the bureau every three days."

Meng Ping licked his cracked mouth and looked at Zhu Yongqiang with a bad look, "I was shot twice by someone and I knelt down. Are you here to come and laugh at me?"

"What are you saying? I want to be a joke. Can I take a taxi from Shao Yi in the middle of the night? The fare costs me several hundred yuan!"

Meng Ping had a dark face and said nothing.

"I know you have a temper. You must feel uncomfortable. You are still thinking about how to do it back now, right?" Zhu Yongqiang sighed and pondered: "Before I came, I heard Lin Quan talk about what happened tonight. I also specially asked a friend from Shao D to inquire about Zhang Jun's situation."

Meng Ping sneered: "Haha, so what if I inquired? Is he Nezha with three right arm, or is he the leader of the fifth-generation team of the Shank Group?"

"Look, is your way of speaking interesting?" Zhu Yongqiang frowned and said, then he didn't see the doctor, so he took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. "Zeng Guanghu, do you always know? He was in Shao D a few years ago? But last year he went in. Zeng Guanghu's younger brother had disabled legs and had to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Zeng Guanghu himself was reprieve. Even if he could still come out of prison, his hair would be completely white."

"And the initiator of all this is Zhang Jun." Zhu Yongqiang took a deep breath of cigarettes and said in contemplation: "This Zhang Jun is now a celebrity of Shao D. In Shao D, he wants money and people, and it also has something to do. His Junhao Hotel opened a while ago, and many people went to support him, including some young masters in the county."

"You said, can you fight with such a person?" Zhu Yongqiang smoked and said in a deep voice: "I am an outsider, but I can see clearly that you are a bully who is rampant in a town at most, but what is that? It has begun to take shape."

"hehe."

Meng Ping sneered when he heard the sound and didn't say anything.

"I know you must be uncomfortable, but if you want to get to Zhang Jun, there is no need to do it?" Zhu Yongqiang thought for a while, then moved his butt to the head of the bed, approaching Meng Ping, and said softly: "Zhang Jun came to Beishan, and he must have come to the land near Zhao Sheng Laolou. It is rumored that Zhang Jun and Tang Baoqiang are not dealing with each other. I have a friend who can talk to Tang Baoqiang. Why not talk about this matter to Tang Baoqiang and let Tang Baoqiang deal with Zhang Jun. Isn't that good?"

"Haha, you just like to make these messy things." Meng Ping said in a cold voice: "What's wrong with Zhang Jun? No matter how awesome you are, you can't beat me? According to my opinion, I will throw 200,000 out, find two black hands, and get him silently. How can I use such trouble?"
Chapter completed!