Ye Junlang glanced at the man, smiled indifferently, and said in an appreciative tone: "I can't tell you that it's still a tough guy. Are you showing your loyalty to your boss? But I said you are stupid? Your boss is not here, who do you show your loyalty to me? Show me? If this is true, I'm not polite!"

At the end, Ye Junlang sighed softly, looking embarrassed.

The man's heart tightened and he couldn't help but say, "You, what do you want to do?"

"Since you are not willing to say that you are a mute to me, right? Since you are a mute, you have to be thorough. There is no need to ask for your throat."

Ye Junlang spoke seriously. He stretched out his left hand and pinched the upper and lower jaws of the man's face, making his mouth open.

"Huh, Huh!"

Ye Junlang blew the cigarette butt held in his right hand, causing the fireworks of the cigarette butt to rise up. He said, "How many cigarette butts do you want to stuff into your throat to completely burn your throat? Well, I haven't tried this yet, it's worth a try."

The man trembled all over, his face turned pale even more frightened. Only then did he realize that Ye Junlang was going to stuff the hot cigarette butts directly into his mouth? He also needed to stuff cigarettes one by one until his throat burned?

What pain would that be? What a torment?

It will make people feel creepy when you think about it!

At this time, Ye Junlang was already like a smiling demon. There was a faint smile on his lips, and the hot cigarette butt in his right hand was already stretching into the man's mouth.

As the cigarette butt approached, the man's lips felt the burning and hot feeling. He suddenly came to his senses and wanted to struggle, but under Ye Junlang's control, his whole body could not move at all.

Seeing that the hot cigarette butt was about to be stuffed into his mouth, his psychological defense finally collapsed at this moment. He hurriedly said loudly: "No, no, I say, I say everything--"

At this time, the cigarette butts in Ye Junlang's hand burned the man's upper lip. After hearing this, Ye Junlang took back the cigarette butt and said, "Tell me, I'm listening."

"This, all this is dominated by Mr. Biao!"

"Master Biao?"

"Yes, it's Mr. Biao! Mr. Biao said that you were injured by his subordinates at the school gate, that is, Brother Ba, and he had to find the place back. Let you know who has the final say in this area. He also said that if you can't find you, then hijack other security guards to force you to ask you information and kill the chicken to warn you for your sake!"

"Where is this Mr. Biao?"

"Mr. Biao should be in the middle of *."

“*?”

"Yes, that's an entertainment venue directly under the jurisdiction of Mr. Biao, including nightclubs, nightclubs, etc. Mr. Biao would usually stay in the entertainment city."

"Okay, I understand. I'll force you to ask another accomplice. If your confession is different, I'm sorry, I'll kill you!"

Ye Junlang smiled, laughing so harmless that people and animals were all right, as if the murder mentioned in the last sentence was just as simple as cutting melons and vegetables.

Then, Ye Junlang woke up another man in black. At first, the other party was also stubborn and looked righteous, and he didn't bother to answer whatever he asked.

However, when Ye Junlang broke his fourth finger, the man could no longer be tough and honestly told Ye Junlang everything he knew.

Ye Junlang compared the confessions of these two people, and there was no big mistake. They were all under Mr. Biao. It was not because they were injured by Li Fei and Zhang Yong, but because they were someone else. They were just responsible for coming over to follow and checking the development of the situation.

The confessions of the two were unanimously affirmed, and Mr. Biao was in the *.

"*? I want to see if this is a dragon pond or a tiger's den!"

Ye Junlang sneered. Since he learned who the boss of this gang was, of course he had to go and meet this person for a while.

...

The night is sad and the night breeze is swaying.

A black Ford off-road vehicle was driving on the road covered by night.

The driver's seat was Ye Junlang, and the passenger seat was sitting in a man in black with a trepid look on his face, guiding Ye Junlang.

As for the other men in black, they all hurried in the rear seat.

Now, these men in black have basically awakened, and they also realize what situation they are in.

Ye Junlang was driving in the driver's seat. He did not take any precautions for these men in black, such as binding the hands and feet of these people, etc.

Ye Junlang did not do this, but allowed them to move freely.

For Ye Junlang, their existence seems to be air. To put it bluntly, it means that they completely ignore their existence.

Ye Junlang was just driving the car and did not act alert. For the three men in black sitting in the back seat, Ye Junlang driving in front was simply showing his biggest flaw on his back.

One of the men's eyes flashed fiercely, as if he wanted to take advantage of Ye Junlang's unpreparedness to suddenly take action, knock Ye Junlang down, and then avenge his previous shame!

But after he mustered up his courage again and again, he was discouraged again and again, because when he mustered up his courage several times, he only felt a deep and unmeasurable terrifying aura filled with pressure from Ye Junlang's body.

In the face of this pressure, he felt that he was not even as good as an ant. As long as the terrifying guy in front of him was willing, he could crush him to death with just one finger!

Not only this man, but also the other men in black also felt the same way.

They also realized that Ye Junlang ignored their existence because Ye Junlang never took them seriously from beginning to end.

Who has ever seen a dragon care about the ants on the ground?

However, if the ants are restless and want to seek death, that is another matter.

These men didn't want to die, so they were all very calm. No matter what they thought, at least they seemed honest in their hands and feet and never made any extraordinary moves.

“How long is it to*?”

Ye Junlang, who was driving, frowned and looked at the man in the passenger seat.

"Big, brother, it's almost done. After passing this traffic light, turn right at the next traffic light intersection, you'll arrive." The man said quickly.

"very good!"

Ye Junlang spoke, his face looked extremely calm, but under his calm face, there was a strong murderous intent like a storm.

He was trying to get into Huanglong and came directly to meet the so-called Mr. Biao!
Chapter completed!