Zhang Xiaoqiang had been on guard against Vulture. The fact that Vulture could endure until now was enough to prove that he was a schemer. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't believe that Vulture would keep his word. When he saw Vulture looking at Shangguan Qiaoyun and swallowing his saliva, he knew that there would be no peace between him and Vulture. Shanghai Qiaoyun was now his woman in name, but Vulture didn't know that as long as Vulture had designs on Shangguan Qiaoyun, he would definitely kill him. After all, he was Shangguan Qiaoyun's man. When Vulture moved his shoulder, Zhang Xiaoqiang shot out the triangular thorn in his hand.
The triangular spike had been gripped by Zhang Xiao Qiang for such a long time, and it finally flew out of his hand. "Ah …." Vulture hugged his wrist and wailed, he had not expected Zhang Xiao Qiang to still have some tricks up his sleeves. He glanced at the triangular spike on the back of his hand, and turned to look at his subordinates. He was prepared to get them to attack together, and use their numbers to crush Zhang Xiao Qiang. Now that they had shed all pretense of cordiality, he no longer cared about the casualties. Today, he and Zhang Xiao Qiang could only fight to the death.
He turned to give his men a look, but they didn't look at him. The seven men were holding all kinds of weapons and looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang. "Ding dang …" Two of them couldn't hold their weapons and let them fall to the ground. It was like a signal. The remaining five couldn't hold their weapons and they all fell to the ground. They looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with fear and their legs slightly trembled.
Tu Jiu's heart was filled with fear, he turned to look at Zhang Xiao Qiang, only to see 2 black muzzles pointing at him and his underlings. His heart immediately felt a chill run through his body, he could no longer maintain his composure, his body trembling violently, his legs no longer having the strength to stand, and his body slumped to the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about Vulture's fear, he was also feeling weak. The M1911A1s in his and Yang Ke-er's hands were empty. They had used up all their bullets during the fight with the S2s. What else could an empty gun do other than scare people?
Fortunately, Vulture's men were not brainless people who only wanted to charge forward. Their rationality ensured that Zhang Xiaoqiang could continue his plan.
"Do you guys want to die with him?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's hoarse voice traveled into the ears of the seven men. As though they had rehearsed it, all of them shook their heads in unison. Even their movements were the same.
Seeing that the seven men were cooperating with him, Zhang Xiaoqiang was satisfied. He looked at the seven men who were pretending to be quails, and then looked at Vulture who was lying on the ground. Suddenly, the words' kill with a borrowed knife 'appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind.
"Go kill Vulture. He will be your proof of allegiance." Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the men and said softly.
The men looked at the terrified Vulture on the ground and felt troubled. They knew that without Vulture's protection, they wouldn't have lived until today, so they were hesitant.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the hesitant men and said, "Those who don't want to go, you don't have to." The moment he said that, the men relaxed, as though they were no longer in a difficult situation.
"If you don't want to go, then die with him!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said as he aimed his gun at them and acted like he was going to shoot.
"Go go go … I'll go … Don't kill me … I'll go now … Don't shoot."
A well-built man saw Zhang Xiaoqiang aiming his gun at his head, and his heart seemed to have been struck by an electric current. His heart seemed to have stopped beating, and the words' go kill Vulture 'came out uncontrollably. It was only when he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang turn his gun that he was able to breathe. His face was wet, and he wiped it with his hand. He knew that it was cold sweat from the fright just now. He bent down to pick up a steel spear and walked towards Vulture with weak legs.
With someone taking the lead, the rest of the men picked up their weapons and surrounded Vulture under Zhang Xiaoqiang's gun. Vulture saw his men holding their weapons and surrounded him with a ferocious expression. Those familiar men were now so unfamiliar, they were no longer his trusted aides, but executioners who wanted to take his life. He no longer held onto his pierced right hand, and pounced on the Type 92 pistol he had thrown on the ground. Just as he picked it up, a large foot kicked his left hand, and the pistol fell to the ground with a dull metallic sound. It was the first man who wanted to kill Vulture who had kicked the pistol out of his hand.
The man picked up the pistol from the ground. He did not dare to hold the gun by the handle, and only the barrel. He handed the pistol to Zhang Xiaoqiang with a fawning expression. He knew that when he bent down to pick up the pistol, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were on him, and he did not dare to make any movements that would make Zhang Xiaoqiang feel threatened. He had already treated Zhang Xiaoqiang as his new boss.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took the pistol and looked at him with admiration. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang look at him like that, his bones felt lighter. Without waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders, he charged towards Vulture with a ferocious expression.
Right now, he had completely regarded Vulture as his mortal enemy. Only by killing Vulture would he be able to move quickly.
When Vulture saw his subordinates raising their weapons and charging at him, he screamed out loudly, begging for mercy. He kowtowed non-stop, the blood on his forehead staining his face red. Zhang Xiao Qiang and the other men ignored what he was doing. It was unknown who made the first move, but when a steel spear pierced his chest, the rest of the men followed suit. Soon, 7 of them surrounded Vulture tightly, the weapons in their hands falling down continuously. Zhang Xiao Qiang and the women stood at the outermost, unable to see Vulture's current state clearly. They could only hear Vulture's cries of agony, until there was no more sound. The men did not seem to know that Vulture had already stopped breathing, and continued to slash and stab at Vulture's body. Their eyes were bloodshot, and some of them even growled like beasts. By the time everyone was tired, Vulture had already turned into a pile of meat paste, mixed with his clothes. Seeing what they had done, the men's faces turned green, and they all squatted down to vomit.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the pile of flesh, and supported Yuan Yi as they walked out. Shanghai Qiaoyun did not dare to look at Vulture's state, and only looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. When she saw Zhang Xiaoqiang turn around, she also supported Yang Ke-er as they walked out. Yang Ke-er was also in a bad mood. Brother Long's death had affected her. Regardless of how close they were, Brother Long was still her relative. Seeing her last relative die, her heart ached. It was only when she saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's back that her heart started beating again. Wasn't there still Zhang Xiaoqiang?
This was the man who made her ignore her reservations to stay by his side. This was the man who was willing to face a super BOSS alone for her. This was the man who would accompany her for the rest of her life.