Zhao Changqi and Hong Yalun immediately stopped when they heard Zhao Yushan's words. Only these beasts could not cause any harm to Zhao Yushan. They just needed to watch the show. Of course, while watching the show, they had to guard against the twelve black-clad bodyguards.

In ancient times, there was the tiger-beating hero Wu Erlang, and now there was the dog-beating hero Zhao Yushan.

A black Tibetan mastiff ran a few steps, then soared into the air, and suddenly rushed towards Zhao Yushan's face like a black ghost.

Looking at the Tibetan Mastiff that was rushing towards him like lightning, Zhao Yushan was not afraid at all, and even a grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly swung his fist and smashed it towards the Tibetan Mastiff's forehead.

Zhao Yushan punched the dog and smashed the Tibetan mastiff that was jumping in front with one punch and flew backwards. The big and strong Tibetan mastiff landed on the ground with a thud, as if a wall was falling. He died without even whining, and could not die anymore. His nose and eyes were covered with blood.

The moment Zhao Yushan's fist hits its forehead, the fate of this Tibetan mastiff is destined.

"Another pot of good meat." Zhao Yushan said with a chuckling.

This guy's cold laughter fell into the ears of the bodyguards, making them feel creepy. My grass, has this person practiced iron fist skills? Why is his fist so strong? This is a Tibetan mastiff. Even if he uses an iron hammer, he can't let it die so neatly at once.

Zhao Yushan didn't have time to think about what these black-clothed bodyguards were thinking. Just as he was muttering, another Tibetan mastiff had already pointed it at the back of his head and pounced on the back of his head.

Zhao Yushan listened to the wind to identify his position, took root under his feet, and just flashed his body to one side.

"Swoosh." The Tibetan mastiff flew past one side of Zhao Yushan's head.

Just when the Tibetan mastiff in the sky was about to pass by Zhao Yushan, Zhao Yushan suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed both of the hind legs of the Tibetan mastiff with one hand.

The reason why Zhao Yushan grabbed both of his hind legs was because if he only grabbed the Tibetan mastiff's hind legs, the other hind legs of the Tibetan mastiff would definitely grab and kick them randomly. Even if he could not hurt Zhao Yushan, Zhao Yushan would have to deal with it.

After Zhao Yushan steadily grabbed the Tibetan mastiff in his hand, he directly used it as his weapon and smashed and swept the Tibetan mastiff towards him.

"Bang.bang.bang.bang." The sounds of Tibetan mastiffs colliding with Tibetan mastiffs kept coming from the air.

At the beginning, the Tibetan mastiff in Zhao Yushan's hand was still whining twice. After Zhao Yushan used him to smash three or four Tibetan mastiffs, there was no movement.

These Tibetan mastiffs were rushing quickly, but Zhao Yushan was faster. In less than three minutes, Zhao Yushan ended the battle. At this moment, the Tibetan mastiff he was holding in his hand had lost his head, and his head had already turned into flesh and blood and bone slags, thrown everywhere, only the blood in his neck was gushing out.

More than a dozen black-clad bodyguards couldn't help but be stunned. These guys are all veterans. Although they are not considered super soldiers, they were also the best in the army at the time, but they had never seen Zhao Yushan as powerful as a person.

Not to mention that these are eight big Tibetan mastiffs that claim to be able to kill tigers, even eight small dogs are probably difficult to deal with.

When Zhao Yushan saw that all the bodyguards in black were in shock and did not speak, he dragged the big Tibetan mastiff with no head in his hand and walked to a man in black with a chuckled, "Hey, brother, the performance is over. It's time to give money. Is it really good to only watch the show and not give money," he said.

Zhao Yushan spoke Chinese, so the white bodyguard standing in front of Zhao Yushan didn't understand him at all, but he was shocked by Zhao Yushan's eyes.

"Call them. Beat them to death." The guy immediately shouted loudly.

However, before he could finish his words, Zhao Yushan suddenly waved the big Tibetan mastiff in his hand and smashed it on his face. The guy immediately turned his head and his face were covered in blood, his head was buzzing, and then he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

At this time, the other bodyguards also woke up, and danced the guys in their hands and surrounded Zhao Changqi and the other two. The weapons in these guys were all kinds of, the most were daggers, in addition to daggers, there were also sticks and chains for dogs.

However, although these guys were aggressive and awesome, they thought that so many of them would definitely crush Zhao Changqi and the other two into powder in a moment, but when they started to fight, they realized that their group of people were not even a scumbag in front of Zhao Changqi and the other two.

Zhao Changqi was so sad for Milklin. He really wanted to teach Milklin well. Bodyguards are not expensive. The ones Milklin hired are not bodyguards. This is simply a group of street gangsters.

Zhao Changqiu and the other two punched and kicked, and they put all the bodyguards on the ground without much effort. These guys were unconscious, and they all lost their combat power.

"I'm sorry, everyone, please wait here for a while. Don't worry, you'll be fine, you won't die." Zhao Changqi showed a harmless smile at these guys, and then stepped into the villa.

Zhao Changqi and the other two rushed into the villa, but saw a fat man running downstairs with his big belly, his hair was messy and his clothes were not tidy. He saw that he had just crawled out of the quilt.

Zhao Changqian saw Milklin's photos, so he recognized Milklin at the first sight of him.

"Haha, Mr. Milklin, you are so panicked and in a hurry. Where are you going?" Zhao Changqi said with a smile at Milklin.

Milklin cursed in his heart and said to himself: "You bastards, where are I going? I want to run away. I won't run away and wait for a beating."

Milklin said calmly, "Who are you? I'm really not afraid of being caught by the police when I come to me late at night."

"Since we dare to come, we have naturally made a complete solution. If you don't believe it, you can call the police. But I want to remind you that I am not fighting alone, as if you are not the only one in your family." Zhao Changqi said.

"You are threatening me." Milklin looked at Zhao Changgui and said. Zhao Changgui's meaning was already harshly understood, just to tell him that I have many brothers. If I am arrested by the police, you and your family will never think of living a stable life in the future.

"Whatever you think. But I didn't say that, this is what you said. Haha, if I was wrong, you must have called the police. It's night now, and the police are slow to send a police officer. Maybe they haven't set off yet. If I were you, I would definitely call them and tell them not to use them. Don't worry, I came today, just want to talk to you about something, and there is no other meaning. As long as you do what I said, I can guarantee your safety, and your bodyguards will not be able to do anything."

Zhao Changqi said very calmly, with a sincere look on his face, as if he was really considering Milklin.

If Zhao Changqi said this to others, others might slap Zhao Changqi in the face, but Milklin looked at Zhao Changqi with a serious face, and he was seriously thinking about Zhao Changqi's words.

Milklin is an old man from the world. He could see that Zhao Changgui was not joking with him. The three people in front of him were so powerful that they could only look at the bodyguards lying all over the floor outside and those dead Tibetan mastiffs. It can be said that in their hands, there was no possibility of resistance at all.

If they don't do what they say, they are fully capable of doing themselves before the police arrive. Even if they have something to talk to themselves and don't do it directly, they can easily kidnap themselves. Then they torture themselves in every way, making life worse than death. Instead of doing it, it's better to listen to them now.

Thinking of this, Milklin actually took out his cell phone from his body, called the police again, and told the respondent that he had called the police just now. It turned out to be a small misunderstanding. Now the misunderstanding has been resolved and the police don’t need to come.

At the middle of the night, the police were unwilling to come. Now the people who reported the case don’t let them come, so of course they won’t come.

"Smack it."

Zhao Changqiu slapped and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Milklin is indeed a smart person. I am most willing to talk to smart people. If there are other people in your family, you can ask someone to go out and take care of those bodyguards and treat them the wounds."

"No need, just say something if you have something to do, they will take care of themselves." Milklin said hard.

Milklin was too disappointed with them and thought it was worthy to let them suffer some.

The living room was at the entrance of the villa. Zhao Changqi stepped onto a single sofa and sat down. Zhao Yushan and Hong Yalun naturally stood on both sides of Zhao Changqi.

"Mr. Milklin, please sit down, don't be polite." Zhao Changqi signaled to Milklin the sofa opposite him.

Milklin once again complained in his heart: "Grandma, is this your home or mine?"

Milklin stepped across from Zhao Changliu while complaining in his heart. Looking at the two majestic generals beside Zhao Changliu, Milklin couldn't help but glance at the bodyguards outside the door again, and they had all stood up from the ground.

After Milklin sat down, Zhao Changqi said first: "I will introduce myself first. My name is Zhao, Changqi."

When Zhao Changqi spoke, his eyes stared at Milklin's eyes. When he said his name, he saw a look of surprise flashing in Milklin's eyes, and then it disappeared in a flash, becoming a Gujing Wubo again.

Zhao Changqi couldn't help but move. From Milklin's flashing eyes, he could guess that although Milklin didn't know him, he must have heard of his name. Otherwise, he wouldn't be surprised. But his name seems to have not reached the point where he has become famous all over the country, and even people like Milklin have heard of his great name.

Milklin had heard of his name, which shows that he had paid attention to himself before. Why did he pay attention to himself? Zhao Changqi asked himself in his heart.

"Mr. Milklin knows me." Zhao Changqi asked with a smile. His eyes became brighter, as if two substantial lights were shining on Milklin's face.
Chapter completed!