Accompanied by this lazy voice, four or five stout men blocked the door and stared at the people in the room with a bad look on their faces.

Wang Yan's face changed suddenly. She felt the strong malice in the voice, and subconsciously clenched Zeng Zhi's hand.

Zeng Zhi shook Wang Yan's hand vigorously, signaling her to rest assured, and quickly observed the possible identity of the visitor, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

But the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was not very good in Zeng Zhi’s heart: his sturdy figure, the big gold chain on his neck and the horizontal flesh on his face all showed that this guy was definitely a soul silence in society.

Thinking about the British police's weak control over the black gang and black social groups, Zeng Zhi's heart couldn't help but sink: Fark, why did the black society come to him?

"Who am I?" The man who just kicked the door and seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world. He pointed at Zeng Zhi's nose and smiled contemptuously, "Yellow-skinned monkey, dare you ask who I am? Joey, go up and tell him who I am... Let him have a long memory."

"Okay boss..." A big man who stood in front of the big man kicking the door smiled grimly. It was just two Chinese people. There were more Chinese smugglers working in an underground factory controlled by Boss Husky. He didn't care about the life or death of the Chinese. Even if these Chinese people were related to the Forthilulli family, so what?

Staring at Zeng Zhi fiercely, the big man said, "Boy, if you are smart, just give your woman obediently to Boss Husky to play for a few days. Boss Husky is tired of playing, and maybe he will give it back to you..."

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Zeng Zhi didn't have time to listen to the nonsense that Huntan threatened people. He understood that these gang members who were mixed in society would never understand Chinese anyway. So he hurriedly said to Wang Yan: "Be smarter in a while, we have to run quickly..."

As a peak Qi training cultivator who is about to enter the foundation-building stage, Zeng Zhi is actually not afraid of these gang members. However, he is not alone now, and he has a wife who is powerless by his side, so he dare not take it lightly and has the idea that thirty-six strategies are the best.

Although Wang Yan has the low-grade magic weapon he refines, which can withstand some dangers, who knows what kind of weapons these British gang members have in their hands? It would be fine if it was just one or two pistols, but if there were powerful weapons, the low-grade magic weapon he refines would have no effect.

For the sake of my wife's safety, Zeng Zhi didn't mind being more timid.

Wang Yan suddenly encountered such a thing. Although she was a little panicked, she would not panic. She nodded vigorously and replied in a low voice: "I know."

"What are you two saying sneakily?" Joey really didn't understand Chinese at all. At this moment, listening to Zeng Zhi and Wang Yan talking, he couldn't understand a word, and he felt a little unhappy.

At this time, another voice sounded at the door: "What are you doing?!"

When several gang members heard this, they were stunned. When they turned their heads and saw a young man in his twenties, in his early 70s standing at the door, asking them questions.

The big man named Joey said coldly: "Boy, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Who knew that the young man ignored Joey's words and said righteously: "You can't bully people!"

Hearing the young man's words, Joey slapped his hands with a big mouth and cursed: "Damn it, I'm looking for death!"

"Don't do it..." Brown Forthilulli shouted. He knew too well what the Husky boss was. If he offended him, he would not only not have a good life in the future, but also the daily operation of the family hotel would be affected. "Mr. Husky, please...uh..."

It turned out that Zeng Zhi saw the young man being beaten and decided not to sit idly by. After all, the young man was beaten for himself. He shook his head, reached out to weigh the steel pipe structure chair, and felt it was quite easy. He just started to copy it and smashed Joey's back without saying anything, and smashed the person down in an instant.

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Husky didn't expect that someone would dare to attack his own people. He was caught off guard and could only watch Joey being smashed to the ground by Zeng Zhi.

However, if Husky had no ability to adapt to this little, there would be no residue left that had been swallowed by others. Although he was unaware of how dare the Chinese in front of him dare to attack his own hands, is it important to worry about this issue now?

So, without hesitation, he took out his pistol from his arms and shouted, "Looking for death...ah..."

Accompanied by Husky's scream, a silver-shining Western-style restaurant knife was inserted into the back of his hand.

Before Husky could realize where the knife came from, the cold barrel was pressed against his head, and a voice sounded in his ear: "If you don't want to die, be honest."

It was not until this moment that Husky understood what had just happened: the Chinese man didn't know how to steal the gun from his hand and pressed it on his temple.

This scene scared Husky almost to death. At this point, how could he not know that he had encountered a tough guy today?

Husky was so scared that he almost lost his soul. Isn't that the same with his men? They just saw a flash of light, followed by a black shadow flashing. Before he could react, the boss was pointed at his head with a gun. All of this was only in a flash, and there was no chance for him to react.

"... Please don't do it, I am Brown Fortilauri of the Fortilauri family..."

It was not until this moment that Brown Forthillulli's words were finished, but this sentence was a bit funny, as if it was the last footnote for this matter.

Zeng Zhi didn't even look at Brown Forthillulli. Although Brown Forthillulli's words meant to resolve the crisis for himself, it was obvious that his method was not advisable.

Zeng Zhi took out a knife from somewhere and tightly crossed it around Husky's neck, ensuring that the soul was calm as long as he dared to move, he cut off his neck like a chicken's neck. Then he pointed the pistol in his hand at other big men and said in English: "Don't move, if anyone dared to move, I'll kill him!"
Chapter completed!