Zhang Heng walked over to the sofa where Wang Hu and Huang Dahai were sitting, smiling. Behind Wang Hu stood a dozen or so toughs, all of whom had their guns trained on him.

  "Relax, I just wanted to come over and sit for a bit!" Zhang Heng rolled his eyes, accelerated the speed, and while the virtual image was still standing in front of Gun Hand, he had already sat down beside Huang Dahai.

  "Ghostly shadow?" Wang Hu's eyes widened in disbelief. With a gloomy face, he thought for a moment and then waved his hand at the subordinates behind him. These people were like decorations against such a master, useless!

  "Huang Paozi, we meet again!" Zhang Heng gazed at Huang Dahai with a hint of a smile, sizing up his plump figure. He felt that he and this ball of meat were quite fated to be together!

  Huang Dahai smiled and said: "Master Zhang Island, nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

  "Big Ocean, do you know this young master?" Wang Hu's face also managed to squeeze out a rare smile as he looked at Huang Dahai with curiosity and asked.

  Zhang Heng ignored him and turned his head to look at Song Gang, who was fighting against the woman named Go Ya in the arena. He furrowed his brow and shook his head subconsciously. Although Song Gang's Five Tigers Broken Gate knife was sharp, he had only been training for a short time. The woman's movements were extremely agile, and she wielded two ox-horn short knives in her hands. In just this short period of time, Song Gang had already suffered several knife wounds!

  Zhang Heng said to himself, it's good that he came along, otherwise he would have been the first 'employee' to be beaten up like a meat-filled bun. Who would have thought that the other party had such an expert by their side?!

  Even after taking three Bear Explosive Pills and practicing the 'Five Tigers Breaking Blade', Song Gang was still unable to defeat him.

  "Beyond heaven is another heaven; beyond man is another man!"

  The idea that suddenly sprouted in his mind made Zhang Heng's heart sink, but this way was more interesting. If he became invincible, what was the point of anything else? Wouldn't directly dominating the world be enough?

  "Hei Dou, go and help your brother!" Zhang Heng said after a moment's thought. Although Song Jiao hadn't practiced any secret skills, she had learned some scattered martial arts like Taekwondo in the past, and her physical strength was now stronger than that of ordinary people. Going to help would perhaps be able to reduce some pressure on Song Gang.

  It's also a battlefield, let's hone our skills. Looking at things is useless, it's only through personal experience that we can truly understand!

  Song Jiao didn't have a weapon, so Zhang Heng threw her a pair of fist guards. They were ordinary whiteboard equipment in the game space, but they weren't bad either. Ordinary knives and swords were hard to come by, and this had an additional +1 strength!

  Wang Hu stared at Zhang Heng and asked with a bad look on his face: "This young master, I don't know what relationship you have with the Song siblings?"

  "These two are my 'employees'!" Zhang Heng smiled and replied. He turned his head to look at Huang Paozi and said: "Considering you were still somewhat respectful in the past, I'll give you some advice. From now on, try not to mess with drugs, it's not something we like. Later, transfer 5 million to this account number, consider it your ransom for today. Haha, running into this situation today is just your bad luck!" Zhang Heng smiled and wrote a note for Huang Paozi.

  As for whether he will continue to sell drugs in the future, Zhang Heng doesn't have the leisure to care about it. Today's mood is not bad, so I'll mention it to him. Who knows if there will be another chance for the two of them to meet again.

  Five million to buy a life, isn't it cheap? Anyway, in Zhang Heng's eyes, all the drug lords are rich, squeezing out some oil and water to help some school dropouts, building a few Hope Primary Schools is also good!

  What Huang Dahai was thinking in his heart, Zhang Heng couldn't guess. Anyway, he politely took the note and exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhang Heng, wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead. He left with his remaining subordinates, without even saying goodbye to Wang Hu, probably because after today, it would be difficult for them to meet again, as they were separated by life and death, and people and ghosts took different paths!

  "Are you really going to stop me, Zhang Heng?" Wang Hu glared at him darkly, never expecting that the Song family, those fish who had slipped through the net, would actually find such a powerful backer from somewhere!

  Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head: "You're wrong, old man has no grudges against you, why can't we get along?" He paused for a moment and continued: "However, my two employees here have a deep blood feud with you, tsk tsk, a vendetta of killing one's father and brother, an irreconcilable enmity. As their boss, I'd better not say anything more."

  "Three million, to buy the lives of Song's siblings, how about it?" Wang Hu suddenly spoke up. Since Zhang Heng had spent 5 million yuan on Huang Pizi and let him go, why couldn't he spend money to try and buy the lives of Song's siblings? Isn't there a saying that goes: "Money can settle things that aren't worth arguing about"?

  Zhang Heng shook his head. Three hundred million just to buy two of his subordinates? Get out, you think Zhang Heng has never seen money before?

  "Five hundred million?"

  Zhang Heng shook his head again!

  "Eighty million, US dollars!" Wang Hu gritted his teeth and suddenly raised the price to its maximum.

  Even if he is a big shot in the Tiger Gang, the money in the gang belongs to the gang, and his own belongs to him, cannot be mixed up. The assets of the Tiger Gang are worth tens of billions of dollars, but what belongs to him personally is only about 100 million dollars. These are the hard-earned savings he has accumulated over the years!

  "Alright, give me a hundred million, in US dollars. And also send that 'little beauty' to me. I'll discuss with the Song siblings and spare your life, how about it?" Zhang Heng thought for a moment before speaking with a smile on his face. If he could get a hundred million US dollars from this big shot, it would be an unexpected fortune.

  Besides, when will the revenge end, isn't it?!

  Of course, Zhang Heng only agreed to let him live, but didn't say how long he would live, and even less said that he should live a good life!

  Wang Hu's face turned gloomy, and suddenly he raised his hand, a red light shot out, and it struck Zhang Heng's body. His move was extremely fast, and the speed was almost as strong as Song Gang and Song Jiao siblings.

  "Ah!" Zhang Heng's face changed, and he instinctively raised his hand to block it. His hand felt a slight pain, and when he looked down, he saw that the red glow was actually a small, crimson-colored snake about the length of a chopstick.

  Wang Huren retreated backward, hiding behind his subordinates, and opened his mouth with a ferocious expression: "You little brat, I've been dominating the rivers and lakes for decades, how can you threaten me?"

  Zhang Heng sat on the sofa, unmoving. Just as he was bitten by this little guy in his hand, his entire arm instantly went numb, but before it reached his shoulder, a wisp of demonic energy emerged from his dantian and swallowed the toxin on his arm, then shot towards the small red snake that still had its jaws locked onto his hand!

  "This little thing is not only poisonous but also unexpectedly sucks blood?"

  "What kind is this?" Zhang Heng's other hand patted the small red snake's triangular head, muttering to himself. Just now, this little thing not only sucked a lot of his blood, but also seemed to have absorbed some of the demonic energy inside him.

  Hiss! ?

  The little red snake coiled around Zhang Heng's hand, spat out its tongue, and surprisingly didn't attack him. The originally cold and dark bean-sized eyes instead revealed a gentle intention. It was unclear whether it was due to the reason of sucking Zhang Heng's blood or that wisp of demonic energy.

  Made Zhang Heng stare blankly!

  Not only Zhang Heng, but also Wang Hu, who was watching from a distance, was stunned. This little red snake was a mutated species, its venom unparalleled, and its toxic liquid could kill an ordinary person within 1.5 seconds. Even if it were an ancient martial arts master, they would not be able to survive for more than a few minutes, and death would still be inevitable.

  At first, in order to subdue it, Wang Hu spent three years of hard work.

  "Red Boy, come back!"

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