Heavenly War God Returns To City

C735 Let Me Handle It Myself



C735 Let Me Handle It Myself

Zhang Yunhao rushed forward, grabbed Cheng Hongyu's hair and gave her a punch and kick.    

    

"Bastard, you beast, stop it, I am your mother!"    

    

Cheng Hongyu screamed in pain.    

    

"Stop talking nonsense! The biggest shame in my life is to have an old witch like you as my mother!"    

    

"Today, I will represent the Zhang family and make you pay the price!"    

    

Zhang Yunhao's actions were especially ruthless, as if the person in front of him was not his mother, but an irreconcilable enemy.    

    

"Wei Min, save me!"    

    

Cheng Hongyu could not take it anymore and begged for mercy from Zhang Weimin.    

    

However, Zhang Weimin only looked at all of this with an incomparably vicious and resentful gaze.    

    

The surrounding guests were all elites of Seahold, but at this moment, no one stood out, not even a single one of them made a sound.    

    

It was not entirely because they were afraid, but because they did not feel the slightest bit of sadness when they saw this scene. Instead, they felt incomparably delighted in their hearts.    

    

Ever since Cheng Hongyu took over the position, the Zhang family had been expanding crazily. They had been suppressing them so much that they could not breathe.    

    

In fact, they had hated Cheng Hongyu for a long time. However, they chose to swallow their anger because they were forced to do so due to the other party's influence.    

    

Now that they saw the scene in front of them, they wished that they could personally charge forward and give her a few punches!    

    

"If there's nothing else, please go back and rest early. Of course, if you want to help, you're welcome to stay behind."    

    

A member of the Heavenly Calamity said to the surrounding guests with a smile.    

    

These guests did not say a word. They picked up their things and left.    

    

They were grateful to these ferocious uninvited guests.    

    

They did not care about the consequences of killing Cheng Hongyu or what kind of outcome these people would face.    

    

They only cared about the fact that this group of people had helped them vent their anger!    

    

A few Zhang family members mixed into the crowd and tried to escape. However, just as they reached the entrance, they were suddenly stabbed in the throat by a member of the Heavenly Annihilator with a short knife.    

    

"Anyone can leave. All of the Zhang family members stay behind. Anyone who dares to sneak out can try!"    

    

That person flung the blood bead on the tip of the knife, and his smile was especially horrifying.    

    

Before they came over, they had already figured out the situation of the Zhang family. Even if it was just a lowly servant of the Zhang family, the members of the Heavenly Calamity still remembered it in their hearts.    

    

The members of the Heavenly Calamity Organization were not as simple as having strong combat strength. Otherwise, Yang Xuan did not need to establish such an organization.    

    

On the first day of the morning training camp's opening, Yang Xuan had told them that he did not want a boorish person who only knew how to use force.    

    

Instead, he wanted every member of the Heavenly Calamity Organization to be able to pick up a gun and be a top warrior. When they picked up a laptop, they were also the most elite spy.    

    

At the same time, when they put on a cigar or a formal dress, they had to be gentlemanly gentlemen and socialites.    

    

In addition to physical strength and combat strength, the members of the Apocalypse had also gone through all sorts of comprehensive courses such as computer, memory, analytical ability, disguise and infiltration, Mos Code, etc.    

    

This was because Yang Xuan's initial intention of establishing the Heavenly Calamity was not just to form a team that could fight.    

    

He wanted them to become capable commanders in the future!    

    

Driven by his strong desire to live, Zhang Yunhao madly beat up Cheng Hongyu. After a dozen minutes, when Cheng Hongyu had completely lost her vital signs, Zhang Yunhao finally stopped.    

    

"Brother, I have already beaten this old beast to death!"    

    

Zhang Yunhao quickly ran to Zhang Beijia to claim the credit. There was no trace of guilt or sadness on his face.    

    

It was as if he had just killed an unimportant animal.    

    

"Brother, now I have gotten rid of the Zhang family's biggest scourge."    

    

"In the future, our Zhang family will be led by you. It will definitely be glorious!"    

    

"In the future, I'm willing to be by your side, brother. The two of us brothers will work together..."    

    

Puff!    

    

Zhang Yunhao's expression suddenly froze when he was halfway through his sentence.    

    

The iron hook that was about to land on his shoulder was violently pulled out.    

    

The sharp hook was covered in a nauseating sticky and scarlet color. A bloody hole appeared on Zhang Yunhao's left shoulder, which looked like a fist laughing loudly.    

    

Ah -    

    

After a moment, an intense pain instantly engulfed every inch of Zhang Yunhao's nerves.    

    

There was not the slightest bit of pity on Zhang Beijia's face. There was only endless anger and hatred that had been accumulated for a long time!    

    

He raised the steel claw in his hand high up and landed on Zhang Yunhao's body again and again.    

    

Every time the iron hook landed, there would be a crisp sound of bones cracking.    

    

Zhang Beijia had studied precise human body structure courses in the training camp. Every time his iron hook landed, it avoided the fatal points of the human body.    

    

Finally, he knew that Zhang Yunhao's body had completely turned into a pile of mud. Only then did he slowly swallow the last bit of his breath.    

    

He died from the pain!    

    

The hundreds of Zhang family members standing in the courtyard were already trembling in fear.    

    

Zhang Beijia slowly raised his head, his gaze landing on these people.    

    

"Those who have the Zhang family's bloodline, stand to the right!"    

    

Zhang Beijia's voice was unusually calm, but it contained an extremely powerful penetrative force.    

    

The group of people hurriedly moved to the right. There were about forty of them.    

    

The remaining sixty people on the left were all Zhang family's servants or servants.    

    

Zhang Beijia's gaze swept across the group of servants and said lightly, "I only arrived at the Zhang family after I left the Zhang family. Take a step forward."    

    

About a dozen people trembled as they took a step forward.    

    

Zhang Beijia had never seen this face before, and it could be seen that they had indeed only come after Zhang Beijia had left the Zhang Clan.    

    

"You can leave now."    

    

Zhang Beijia said.    

    

When the dozen or so people heard this, they immediately felt as if they had been granted amnesty and hurriedly ran towards the door.    

    

Among the remaining people in the courtyard, other than the brothers from the apocalypse, the rest were all people who had witnessed or participated in Zhang Beijia's broken legs back then.    

    

"Eldest Young Master, please spare us. We had no choice at that time. Eldest Young Master, please forgive us!"    

    

The group of people all knelt down and kowtowed, begging for forgiveness.    

    

Fugui held that underworld weapon that was filled with coldness in his hand. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Only now did you know to beg for mercy. It's too late. Today, let me end all of you one by one!"    

    

Fugui had always been a mute. After coming to the training camp, Yang Xuan spent a large sum of money and hired a doctor to let him speak again.    

    

He rarely spoke, and usually, he was like a muffled gourd.    

    

Furthermore, Zhang Beijia usually liked to joke around with Fugui.    

    

However, riches always treated the brothers who were destroyed by the heavens as their own blood brothers.    

    

He had already heard about Zhang Beijia's encounter on his way to Sea City. Although he did not express his anger, his heart was already filled with killing intent.    

    

Even if Yang Xuan didn't give the order to come to the Zhang family, Fugui would sooner or later come alone to avenge his brother.    

    

"Fugui, let me handle this myself."    

    

Zhang Beijia was very calm from the beginning to the end of the day.    

    

He was not as sloppy as he used to be, nor was he furious. He was so calm that it was terrifying.    

    


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