Chapter 723: Chongguan is furious to gather friends for Hongyan Dabiao's rampage
"Ah, help, no, let me go...are you crazy..."
The cry for help came faintly from the door.
Fortunately, Zhang Dabiao's ear is amazing, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to hear it based on the sound insulation effect of the hotel private room.
At that moment, all the hair on Zhang Dabiao's body exploded.
"Little girls, just scream, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken."
"Brother Yu, you said nothing will happen, right?"
"Cao, something happened? What happened? Who am I? I am Huang Yu. That's enough. Hold her down quickly. Let me first..."
Bang!
Before Huang Yu could finish his voice, there was a sudden loud noise from the door, and the door shaft flew directly over, hitting Huang Yu in the back. He was also unlucky, leaning forward, and accidentally hit the corner of the table.
The screams started immediately, like a pig being slaughtered.
Several other people in the room were busy picking up scattered clothes and putting them on themselves.
Huang Yu clamped her legs together, and her expression suddenly changed when she saw the person coming, and she cursed angrily, "Zhang Dabiao? I'll fuck your grandma..."
Zhang Dabiao was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, how do you know yourself?
But at this time, he no longer cared about so much, stepped into the room, raised his hand and pointed angrily, "You bastards, how dare you touch me and a woman after eating the courage of an ambitious leopard?"
"Damn it, what about your woman? I can touch it just like you." Huang Yu gritted his teeth, with a ferocious look on his pale face, and shouted: "Nima, what are you doing in such a daze? Come on together, we won't give you anything today.
If your skin is peeled off, I won’t call you Huang Yu!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone also calmed down.
Damn, I'm afraid of a ball. Anyway, if something happens, Huang Yu will take care of it, so it's over.
But before they could take action, Zhang Dabiao rounded up the chair and threw it at Huang Yu.
Bang!
Huang Yu was knocked to the ground in an instant, but even so, he still raised his hand and pointed angrily at Zhang Dabiao, "Go on, fuck me, kill him..."
"Are you fooling me? Bah..." Zhang Dabiao spat on the ground and strode forward to untie the rope that tied Liu Yuting.
Liu Yuting's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly reminded, "Behind Da Biao..."
It should be said or not, but there are still some who are not afraid of death. When Zhang Dabiao was not paying attention, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed him in the back.
Zhang Dabiao almost didn't think about it, he raised his leg and launched a roundhouse kick, hitting the opponent's cheek. The next second, several molars with blood veins came out of his mouth.
But before the opponent fell to the ground, Zhang Dabiao rushed forward again, grabbed his wrist, and gave it a hard squeeze. With a pop, the white knife went in. Even though the red knife didn't come out, the blood dripped like
Water came out from his stomach like a spring.
And it wasn't over yet. Zhang Dabiao grabbed the other person's hair and pushed his knee in the face. In just three blows, the person completely lost his movement and fell to the ground softly. The bridge of his nose was flat.
Go in.
Blood instantly dyed the ground red, and the scene fell into silence at this time.
"Wow... ugh..."
As we all know, most people cannot see this kind of scene. Their first reaction is to be stunned, and their second reaction is to vomit.
This vomit also fully demonstrates the respect for Zhang Dabiao.
"Oh my god, it's dead...it's dead..."
"Help, I'm killing someone..."
I don't know who shouted first, and the terrifying atmosphere directly infected everyone present. Cold wind ran down the back of the spine, and the soles of the feet were sweating. It was just childish. What's more, the pockets of trousers were even wet.
There is no way, this is too cruel!
After all, they are just a group of second generation people who rely on their numbers to gain power and can only show their teeth and claws.
It's okay to bully honest people, but when you meet a ruthless person like Zhang Dabiao, your true colors will be revealed in an instant.
Even though Huang Yu's family has a good background, he doesn't dare to kill anyone!
Despite their loud shouting, no one dared to run towards the door that was so close at this time.
After all, as the old saying goes, if you shoot the first bird, who dares to run away in this situation?
If someone stabbed one, would they care about stabbing the second one?
Cries, screams, sounds filled my ears.
Zhang Dabiao acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He walked forward and squatted in front of Huang Yu, grabbing his hair hard.
The yellow jade body trembles like chaff, and its face is as yellow as wax paper.
He is the second generation, and he is usually awesome and reckless, but after all, he has never experienced such a scene.
Zhang Dabiao's courage and skills were all cultivated through his travels in the world with real swords and guns. Especially his unruly temperament has been written into his genetic sequence. Even a look in his eyes is not just a piece of yellow jade.
This second generation can handle it.
But Huang Yu also has the spirit of refusing to admit defeat.
Who is he, the rich second generation!
The head can be cut off, the blood can flow, and the leather shoes must be greased. The only chance of being beaten to death is to be beaten to death. How can he be scared to death by Zhang Dabiao?
He gritted his teeth and stared, "Zhang Dabiao, you are in trouble. You are in big trouble. Do you know who I am? My father, Huang Haixiang, touch me, Wocao, how dare you hit me?"
If you have the guts, I'll beat you to death... Oh, don't slap me in the face..."
The kind of person Zhang Dabiao doesn't see the most is this kind of idiot who keeps talking about who his father is. Since I dare to beat you, I don't care who your father is.
Bang bang bang!
Three slaps in succession made Huang Yu's eyes gleam with stars and her nose bleeds.
"Zhang Dabiao, you are a bastard..."
Zhang Dabiao's eyes flashed, and he punched Huang Yu directly on the bridge of his nose. In an instant, the tall bridge of his nose collapsed, and his angular face finally rounded into a big pie.
Tears, runny nose, and saliva were all incontinent at this time.
At this moment, Huang Yu's first impression is that he is miserable.
Zhang Dabiao took a sip of saliva, grabbed Huang Yu's finger, and asked sullenly: "How do you know me, grandpa? Why don't I have any impression of you, grandpa?"
There is no such thing as "courtesy first and then fighting" at this moment. To deal with people like Huang Yu, you have to subdue Ya first, fight off fear, and then ask questions will get twice the result with half the effort.
Huang Yu opened her mouth and was about to speak. At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from the door, and a Mediterranean man, about fifty years old, rushed into the room with security guards in the blink of an eye.
Just seeing the tragic scene, the security guards who came with them were all shocked on the spot.
Zhang Dabiao squinted his eyes and looked at the other person. This person had a ruddy complexion, a jade Buddha hanging around his neck, and Buddhist beads wrapped around his hands. His bright yellow clothes were painted with flying dragons and phoenixes. Coupled with that slender face, he looked like a member of society.
Big brother.
As soon as he saw the other party, Huang Yu burst into tears, "Uncle, why did you come..."
Uncle?
Zhang Dabiao's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up, assuming a posture that he might rush forward at any time to strike first.