Chapter 3891: Helping Hand

The migrant workers following behind and on both sides of Julong saw his expression and knew that this guy was going to show his power. Once this guy was angered, it was not impossible to kill someone. This playboy was simply a madman, relying on his family's money to do anything, including murder and arson. They knew this guy was going to be angry and began to look at Zhao Desan and Biaozi with sympathetic and pitiful eyes. Among them, an onlooker even walked up and whispered to them, "Young man, you can't afford to offend this person. You'd better hurry up and move aside. This house will be demolished by them sooner or later. You can't stop it!"

At this time, just as the onlookers said, this arrogant and domineering Julong, although he didn't move, his eyes became colder and colder. He looked coldly at Zhao Desan and found that Zhao Desan was also looking at him with anger. That fearless appearance made Julong feel somewhat impressed. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, pointed at Zhao Desan, and then said coldly, "Kid, I've seen those who don't know what's good for them, but I've never seen two guys like you who don't know what's good for them. You really don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth. You will regret your words soon!"

Zhao Desan was also a person who had seen big scenes. Hearing Julong say this, he raised his eyebrows disdainfully, with a fearless spirit, and sneered, "I, Zhao Desan, have never regretted anything! Today, I actually want to try regretting it and see!"

"I think you are looking for death by lighting a lamp in a toilet today!" Julong snorted coldly, and then waved his hand. Seeing Julong's order, the dozen or so migrant workers who were holding tools behind him walked forward a few steps somewhat reluctantly and stood opposite Zhao Desan, lining up in a row, forming an invisible power that enveloped Zhao Desan. These migrant workers were earning wages after all and didn't want to work for Julong, but under pressure, they could only follow his arrangements. But before Julong truly gave the order, no one took another step forward.

Relying on his large number of people, Julong said disdainfully to Zhao Desan, "Kid, are you moving or not? I'll give you one more chance!"

Zhao Desan was not scared by Julong's lewd power. He was still standing in front of Gao Ying, unruffled. He glanced at Biaozi, and a trace of a disdainful sneer flashed across his face, as if he didn't take the formation in front of him seriously at all. After all, he was a person who had seen big scenes. If they really fought, Zhao Desan wouldn't be afraid of them, because with a brother like Biaozi who had practiced in a martial arts school for several years, the two of them joined forces, not to mention dealing with a dozen or so migrant workers who didn't want to fight, even twenty or thirty gangsters wouldn't be a problem.

But at this time, Gao Ying saw that the other party had already set up the formation, and she was afraid of implicating innocent people. She quietly pulled Zhao Desan's clothes from behind and said, "Big Brother, you can't manage this matter. You go. At worst, I'll fight them. I will absolutely not let them demolish my house!"

Hearing Gao Ying's words, Zhao Desan couldn't help but mutter in his heart: At this time, damn it, still boosting others' prestige and destroying one's own spirit. He said righteously to Gao Ying, "Girl, I must manage this matter today. Don't be afraid!"

Biaozi also turned back to Gao Ying and said, "Don't worry, my Big Brother is not an ordinary person. When the two of us join forces, they are not our opponents at all!"

Gao Ying heard Biaozi and Zhao Desan say this, so she didn't say anything more. She could see that these two men were kind people who helped those in need when they saw injustice. But after all, there were so many people on the other side, and everyone was holding weapons. If they really fought, she was really afraid of implicating them. But at this time, she knew that even if she persuaded them again, Zhao Desan and Biaozi would persist for the sake of a man's dignity in front of so many people. She could only pray silently in her heart that they wouldn't fight.

At this time, the onlookers saw that Zhao Desan and Biaozi didn't have any compromise reaction to Julong's formation, and whispers and discussions began to spread in the crowd. People knew that this Julong was the son of the boss of Hexi Second Construction, a guy who bullied others and did evil things, raising a group of gangsters to forcibly demolish, and also had connections with the Public Security Bureau. Often, even if a conflict occurred, even if they called the police, the police wouldn't come out, helping them maintain order on one hand. People admired Zhao Desan and Biaozi's sense of justice, but on the other hand, they were worried about their personal safety. After all, so many people were surrounding them. If they really fought, the onlookers thought Zhao Desan and Biaozi would definitely be beaten until their heads were bleeding. And even more cruelly, this Julong was still calling people to come here.

"If you are sensible, take your people and get out quickly!" Zhao Desan scolded Julong fiercely.

Julong was not angered by Zhao Desan's words, but instead smiled disdainfully and said, "Still tough-mouthed when death is imminent!" As he spoke, he waved his hand at the dozen or so migrant workers lined up in a row and said in a commanding tone, "Hit, one hundred yuan for one hit! Give it to me, and teach these two guys who don't know what's good for them a lesson!" ===== CHAPTER 3892 =====