"Okay, very good, I just like people like you who have a hard mouth!" Liu Mang smiled coldly, quickly kicked a few more young people and then took the young man into the bathroom in the room.

"You...what are you going to do? I am the manager of this hotel. If you dare to touch me, you..." Liu Mang walked into the bathroom. The young man was so scared that his face was bloodless and roared.

Hotel Manager?

The cold light in Liu Mang's eyes became even more intense. He directly opened the toilet and pressed the button of the flusher.

In an instant, the toilet made a rumbling sound of flushing.

"No, no!" The young man who claimed to be a hotel manager shouted wildly, struggling violently.

Listening to the young man's scream, Chen Jiao was a little dull.

"Photo, let me continue shooting!" Liu Mang looked at the rolling water in the toilet and directly pressed the young man's head into the toilet.

In an instant, the young man's entire head was penetrated into the toilet, his whole face turned red, as if he was about to explode.

A few dozen seconds later, Liu Mang grabbed the young man's hair and lifted the young man's head up.

"Tell me, who told you to do this?" Liu Mang asked coldly.

"It's a damn pussy, let me go quickly..." The young man stared at Liu Mang with blood-red eyes, without any intention of surrender.

Before the young man could finish his words, Liu Mang's hand exerted force and the young man's head was once again immersed in the toilet.

One minute or two minutes...

Five minutes later, the young man was grabbed by Liu Mang and lifted up.

At this moment, the young man's face turned purple. He was breathing in the air in big mouthfuls while coughing violently.

Only he knew what he had experienced in the past few minutes. At that moment, he smelled the breath of death and felt the smell of death.

Fear! He trembled in fear.

"Do you want to die or live?" Liu Mang said coldly.

"Ahem, I said, I'll say everything the hell." The young man roared after letting out a fierce breath.

However, as soon as he spoke, his face was hit hard on the edge of the toilet, and blood flowed down his mouth and the door of his face, and the water in the toilet instantly turned red.

"I don't like your attitude very much!" Liu Mang first smashed the young man's face to the toilet before lifting it up, and said coldly.

"I...I was wrong. Mr. Mo asked me to do this. This hotel is his hotel. As soon as you checked in, he asked me to take photos and videos of you secretly. I was also ordered to act. Brother. Please spare me." The young man said with fear on his face. He almost cried.

"Is Mo Wuji?" Liu Mang was not angry or roaring when he heard the young man's words. Only his voice was as cold as ice.

The two of them were also dying. Since they accidentally came to his territory and he wouldn't discipline him, that would be strange.

But why did he ask someone to take a secret photo?

Liu Mang thought silently for a while, but had no clue.

"Big...Brother, I have said everything I should say. Please let me go!" When Liu Mang was silent, the young man raised his head carefully and said.

The young man's words made Liu Mang come to his senses. Liu Mang glanced at the toilet and pulled down the toilet washer with his toes.

"You...what are you going to do?" Seeing Liu Mang's actions, the young man, who was a hotel manager, changed his face and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!" Liu Mang said lightly. After saying that, he suddenly pressed the young man's head.

Bang!

The young man's head shaved the toilet ring and drilled into the toilet.

The toilet ring was not big, and the young man's head was not small. However, under the powerful force of Liu Mang, the young man's head was forced into the toilet ring.

"No, no, no!" The young man cried in horror. However, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't pull out his head. The toilet coil was stuck tightly on his neck.

Liu Mang no longer cared about the young man and opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"Liu Mang, he...what is wrong with him?" Chen Jiao asked in surprise and suspicion when hearing the screams of the young man in the bathroom.

"It's okay, I'm just giving him a little punishment!" Liu Mang said lightly.

"Let's go, this hotel is Mo Wuji's hotel, I'm afraid I can't stay there!" Liu Mang said again.

"Mo Wuji's hotel? No wonder!" Chen Jiao suddenly realized.

Immediately, Liu Mang took Chen Jiao away from the hotel.

"Liu Mang, I didn't expect you to escape again!" When Liu Mang and Chen Jiao left the hotel, Mo Wuji's face was extremely gloomy in the First Liberation Hospital.

He designed to attack Liu Mang many times, but not only did he succeeded without success, but he suffered huge losses, which suddenly made him feel powerless.

Liu Mang is too strong and unparalleled!

After breathing heavily, Mo Wuji called a Oceanwide phone number.

"Zetian, have you recovered?" Mo Wuji said directly after the phone was answered.

Zetian, Zhang Zetian! It is the boss who was once killed by blood - Zhang Zetian.

"What's wrong? Brother Wuji!" In an African basement filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, a man covered in scars and faces as if he was cut into a knife took out an elderly machine and said lightly.

"Zetian, Liu Mang is getting more and more terrifying..." Mo Wuji said solemnly.

"So what?" Zhang Zetian twisted his neck gently and said coldly.

"Zetian, didn't you say you wanted to deal with him before?" Hearing Zhang Zetian's words, a hint of anger flashed across Mo Wuji's face.

"I want to deal with him. But, what does this have to do with you?" Zhang Zetian said coldly. His whole person exuded an extremely terrifying murderous aura. Compared to before, he seemed to have become a different person.

It has nothing to do with me?

Hearing Zhang Zetian's words, Mo Wuji's fist suddenly clenched. He did not expect that Zhang Zetian, who had promised to deal with Liu Mang some time ago, suddenly changed his tone.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Wuji said coldly: "Zhang Zetian, I just want to tell you this phone. Tonight, Liu Mang and Chen Jiao will go to check in the room!"

"What did you say?" Zhang Zetian's voice on the other end of the phone became extremely loud.

"Tonight, Liu Mang and Chen Jiao went to my hotel to check in, but fortunately they were disturbed by my people. However, I see their intimate appearance. If you don't come back, Chen Jiao may really become his woman!" Mo Wuji said again.

As soon as Mo Wuji finished speaking, Zhang Zetian on the other end of the phone was so angry that he almost pinched his phone.

The reason why he had a grudge against Liu Mang was not only because of his jealousy towards Liu Mang, but because Chen Jiao. He liked Chen Jiao, and he did not allow anyone to get close to Chen Jiao.

In Yang City, he angrily attacked Liu Mang after hearing some ambiguous relationships between Chen Jiao and Liu Mang, which eventually led to the insolvency of their hatred.

So now when he heard that Chen Jiao and Liu Mang actually went to check in a room, why wasn’t he angry?

Although Zhang Zetian's expression could not be seen, Mo Wuji could imagine that Zhang Zetian must have been so angry that her veins bulged and her eyes were blood red.

"Zetian, you can do it yourself. I'm going to rest." After saying to the phone again, Mo Wuji hung up the phone.

"Bang!"

Looking at the hanging-up call, Zhang Zetian smashed his phone directly to the ground, instantly smashing it into countless pieces.

"What's wrong with the madman?" Hearing the sound of his cell phone hitting the ground, a shocked sound suddenly sounded in the basement.

"Who made the madman angry? I remember the last time the madman got angry, he killed a mercenary group of 200 people alone."

"Madman? What happened?" A group of black men approached Zhang Zetian from the darkness in the basement.

These people are international mercenaries who are in war and turmoil in Africa. They are currently forming a temporary mercenary group with Zhang Zetian.

Zhang Zetian suddenly looked at the black men approaching.

As Zhang Zetian looked, the men in black seemed to feel a beast pounced on him.

"Not good!" Seeing Zhang Zetian's appearance, the black men screamed and retreated violently.

He knew Zhang Zetian's nature very well. Once he showed this fierce aura, it meant that he had entered a state of crazy massacre.

Crazy will kill people, this is the style of a madman!

"Die!" Looking at the group of black mercenaries who were retreating in panic, Zhang Zetian grabbed the ak beside him and shot wildly.

Dada dada...

The bullets burst out, and many black men fell into a pool of blood before they could resist.

"Crazy, are you fucking crazy?"
Chapter completed!