pjbooks Chapter 283 Give Him to Me
Chapter 283 Give Him to Me
After doing all this,
Ma Junjie stopped and stood up from Jiang Hao's back.
With a clang, he threw the dagger to the ground.
Suddenly, a series of ghostly wails and howls rang out.
Zhang Qiang watched helplessly as his fingers slipped from his palm.
The severed finger was right in front of him, and it was even twitching and throbbing slightly.
Zhang Qiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically tried to grab the severed finger on the ground with his mutilated hand.
I picked one up, and then another fell down.
I picked one up, and then another fell down.
"Ah, ah!" Zhang Qiang could no longer control himself and broke down in tears.
The henchman, enduring excruciating pain, scrambled to his feet and staggered towards Zhang Qiang.
Ma Junjie roared.
"Get out of here!"
The henchmen were so frightened that they quickly abandoned Zhang Qiang and ran away.
Ma Junjie walked over and stepped on Zhang Qiang's arm.
Zhang Qiang seemed utterly disheartened, lying motionless on the ground.
Tears flowed silently, forming a river.
Ma Junjie snorted coldly.
"Heh, Zhang Qiang, you've lost your hand, can't fire a gun now, can you?"
"Don't worry, I won't kill you today. I'll spare your life!"
"Guess why I left you with two fingers?"
"Haha, because I know you're incorrigible and will keep coming back, so I'm going to keep them and chop them up next time, hahaha!"
After saying that, Ma Junjie released his foot, raised his head, and prepared to turn and leave.
Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind me.
Ma Junjie turned around warily.
Upon looking,
They saw at least a dozen or twenty people wielding knives and clubs, a dark mass of them, surrounding them menacingly.
"Brother Biao, it's him, it's this kid!"
"He...he knocked Manager Zhang down, and...he even chopped off his hand! Holy crap, kill him, kill him!"
Ma Junjie looked at the person who spoke.
It turned out to be Zhang Qiang's underling, whom he had previously beaten down.
It seems that this group of people was the one he ran back to warn them, and then summoned over.
It seems they even called Guo Biao, the general manager of Hongtaiyang, over.
Ma Junjie looked straight ahead.
Sure enough, I saw a middle-aged man with dark skin, medium build, a square face, and a noticeable scar on his face.
At first glance, his expression was unfriendly.
Guo Biao's face was ashen, so grave it looked like he was about to burst into tears.
He walked until he was not far from Zhang Qiang.
He gave it a few cold glances.
Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand, and two of his men ran over.
Guo Biao gave the order in a cold tone.
"Carry Qiangzi away and take him to the hospital immediately."
"Yes!" the two subordinates replied loudly.
Then he took a step and quickly ran towards Zhang Qiang on the ground.
As soon as he got to Zhang Qiang's side,
Suddenly, Ma Junjie appeared and stood in front of Zhang Qiang.
With a loud shout,
"Don't move!"
The two henchmen were taken aback, suddenly intimidated by Ma Junjie's imposing manner.
He looked back at Guo Biao, momentarily at a loss.
Guo Biao waved his hand, signaling his two men to leave.
The two henchmen glared angrily at Ma Junjie, then slowly walked away helplessly.
Guo Biao spat on the ground with a "pui" sound, then stared at Ma Junjie.
"Kid, did you beat this guy up like this?"
Ma Junjie remained expressionless, even showing a slight smile.
Nod.
"That's right, he and several other people tried to stab me, and I acted in self-defense."
"Who knew they were so easily defeated, I took them down."
"Moreover, Zhang Qiang has done a lot of bad things in the past, and now he has only himself to blame, reaping the consequences of his own actions!"
Guo Biao listened, a half-smile playing on his lips.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket, quickly put it in his mouth, and lit it.
He took a puff and exhaled a smoke ring.
"Kid, you mean you're a good fighter?"
Ma Junjie laughed as soon as he heard that.
"Brother Biao, I didn't say that."
"I just meant... your men are far too weak!"
"Holy shit!" The dozen or so people behind Guo Biao were like boiling water, chattering and restless.
They were all poised and ready, eager to rush up and skin Ma Junjie alive.
"Brother Biao, stop wasting your breath on him, just kill him, kill him!"
The people behind them kept shouting.
Guo Biao remained silent for a moment.
He continued to inhale deeply into his cigarette.
However, his eyes were fixed on Ma Junjie.
He probably rarely met someone like Ma Junjie.
Facing a group of people alone, yet remaining fearless and unfazed, this demeanor cannot be faked.
Several dozen seconds later,
Zhang Qiang's henchman standing next to Guo Biao was extremely anxious.
With a mournful face and a pleading tone, he said in a hoarse voice,
"Biao...Brother Biao, if we don't save Brother Qiang soon, his...his hand will really be ruined..."
"Brother Biao, please say something! Let's go kill him..."
The henchman turned around, pointed at Ma Junjie, his eyes bloodshot.
Zhang Qiang lay motionless on the ground behind Ma Junjie, like a dead fish.
The others behind them were also furious.
Several people rushed forward, their sticks scraping against the ground with a sharp, piercing sound.
As long as Guo Biao opens his mouth, the crowd will surge forward like a tidal wave.
However, Guo Biao remained silent.
A few more seconds passed.
Guo Biao took a deep drag on his cigarette, then threw the rest on the ground.
He stepped on it, rubbed it between his fingers.
He suddenly spoke.
"Kid, give him to me!"
Ma Junjie's heart skipped a beat.
He was actually prepared for battle.
To my utter surprise, Guo Biao suddenly demanded that I return Zhang Qiang to him.
And his tone was flat, even carrying a hint of pleading.
Ma Junjie's heart skipped a beat.
According to Jiang Hao's previous account, Guo Biao was a ruthless and cold-blooded devil whom no one dared to provoke.
But now... it's really puzzling.
"Hey kid, how's it going?" Guo Biao suddenly spoke again.
Ma Junjie shifted his body slightly.
Looking at Guo Biao,
Guo Biao remained expressionless, revealing no hint of his thoughts.
Ma Junjie turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhang Qiang on the ground.
After thinking about it, he nodded.
"Alright, Brother Biao, I'll give you face. Here, take this son of a bitch back."
Upon hearing this, Guo Biao's face remained expressionless.
He waved his hand, signaling to his two subordinates beside him.
"Go, get him to the hospital right away!"
The two subordinates looked at Ma Junjie, hesitating.
Upon seeing this, Ma Junjie took two steps to the side, extended one hand, and gestured an invitation.
"Come on, let's hurry up."
"It's too late, his fingers are probably ruined."
The two henchmen were startled and quickly ran over to help Zhang Qiang up from the ground.
After walking a few steps,
Zhang Qiang shouted indistinctly,
"My fingers, my...my fingers..."
Upon hearing this, the two quickly turned around to look.
Only then did they realize that Zhang Qiang's severed finger hadn't been picked up from the ground.
One of them went back, picked up Zhang Qiang's severed finger with a look of disgust, stuffed it into his pocket, and ran back.
Ma Junjie shook his head as he looked at it.
Then Guo Biao's voice suddenly rang in my ears again.
"Hey kid, what's your name?"
Ma Junjie was taken aback and stared at Guo Biao.
An answer without any attempt to hide anything.
"Ma Junjie!"
Guo Biao's pupils dilated slightly, he nodded, then turned around and shouted.
"Let's go, everyone, let's go back!"
The crowd erupted in uproar, not without their confusion.
"Ah, Brother Biao, is that all?"
"We can't let this kid get away with this, he..."
Guo Biao suddenly raised his voice.
"Walk!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Everyone silently turned around and quickly left.
Ma Junjie watched as the large group of people crossed the road and entered a building.
His tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
"That was close!" He patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, if so many people really gang up on me, I might not be able to gain the upper hand.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't scared after what just happened.
Thankfully, in the end, it was a close call.
Ma Junjie paused for a moment, then prepared to drive home.
Having found his car, Ma Junjie walked over and was about to open the door and get in...
suddenly,
With a "snap,"
A hand landed firmly on Ma Junjie's shoulder...