Chapter 151: Gatling

Texas, Maxwell Plantation,

the horse, breathing heavily, was slowly walking around under the cowboy's control.

Looking at Meade, who was tied up with ropes all over his body, Blanche emitted a sharp roar, "No, don't do this, please!"

"Shut up, you damn bitch, your filth makes me vomit!"

Turning around angrily, Warren looked at Blanche, his eyes full of disgust.

Because he didn't understand how a person could be "low-class" to this extent!

"Like it? My friend?"

Looking at Calvin beside him, Zhang Cheng bit the cigarette with interest, thick smoke continuously emerging from his nostrils.

"Zhang, I truly love this!"

Laughing excitedly, Calvin couldn't help but clap his hands and say, "Quick, let the cowboys speed up, I want to watch this guy get split apart with my own eyes!"

"Do it!"

Turning to look at Meade before him, Warren really wanted to strangle him himself, but now, he was more willing to use the method Zhang Cheng proposed!

Because compared to his own means, the Far East Group knew better how to leave fear in people's hearts!

"Snap!"

The whip rang out, and the horses were seen running wildly.

Accompanied by the terrifying screams emitted by Meade, a shocking scene appeared.

Watching blood sprinkle onto the grass, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but curl his lips and laugh, "I finally know why the ancestors liked dismemberment, because this is truly too satisfying!"

And just after Zhang Cheng finished speaking, Li Yong beside him said, "Boss, besides dismemberment, there is also waist-chopping, exterminating three clans, exterminating nine clans, thousand-knife-cut..."

Twitching his mouth while turning his head, Calvin pointed at Li Yong and said, "Can he be given to me?"

"No, he can't!"

Refusing Calvin's proposal, Zhang Cheng became serious.

Because Li Yong was not just his bodyguard, but even more so his "martial arts teacher"!

The Hard Qigong he learned was all taught by Li Yong!

"Then can you copy what he said for me?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Calvin became interested.

Because he felt that when it came to executions, the five-thousand-year-old great nation from the East was more professional!

"This is possible!"

Looking at Calvin beside him, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Believe me, you will fall in love with them!"

Early the next morning, Maxwell Plantation,

"critically ill" Blanche passed away, and even her maid and the people who came with her were infected together.

Watching Warren's operation, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but curl his lips.

Because this guy was even more decisive than he thought.

Standing in an open position, Zhang Cheng extended his arms forward, his muscles continuously bulging.

"Haa!"

When Li Yong slammed a wooden stick heavily onto his back, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but clench his teeth, because this feeling was truly too refreshing!

And just after one stick ended, Yu Guang and Yu Biao beside him also waved their sticks one after another.

Not long after, just as more than a dozen wooden sticks were all broken, Zhang Cheng finally let out a sigh of relief, his whole body trembling.

"Boss, this morning's morning exercise is over, but if you want to go further, you still need to supplement more Qi and blood!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Li Yong explained.

"I know!"

Finishing listening to Li Yong's words, Zhang Cheng revealed a smiling expression.

Reaching his level, actually, Hard Qigong was no longer needed.

But who could prevent accidents from happening! After all, he didn't want "six legs entering the alley, two legs walking out" to happen!

Wilmington, North Carolina,

inside a medical clinic, five Chinese men wearing black suits walked in.

Watching this scene, the people who were getting medical treatment became confused.

However, upon seeing their attire clearly, all the people who were preparing to stand up sat down one after another, because they were completely different from the local Chinese; they had no queues, and even less cowardice, instead appearing quite fierce, and especially the emblem on their collars had already indicated their identities!

"Excuse me, is Dr. Richard here?"

Speaking with a face full of smiles, Ashan asked.

Hearing Ashan's words, Richard, who walked out from behind, was a bit confused and said, "Who are you?"

"Far East Group! Our boss wants to invite you to San Francisco!"

Looking at Richard seriously, Ashan explained.

"Oh, shit, I won't go to San Francisco, this is my home!"

Looking at Ashan seriously, Richard roared, "If you're sick, get treated; if not, get lost!"

"It seems Dr. Richard doesn't like our politeness!"

Taking off his hat to signal, Ashan turned and left the clinic.

And watching Ashan leave, Richard said disdainfully, "A bunch of damn bastards!"

"Hey, Richard, I think they should come again!"

Looking at Richard before him, the assistant beside him spoke up.

"This isn't San Francisco; if those bastards dare to come again, I'll smash their heads!"

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Speaking with a face full of dominance, Richard didn't know at all what kind of difficult guy he would encounter next!

After night fell, returning to his home, Richard became vigilant.

Because the usually noisy villa was surprisingly quiet.

Even the neighbors didn't come out to greet him.

Pushing the door open nervously, Richard immediately saw Ashan from the daytime sitting openly on the sofa.

"Bastard, who told you to come to my house!"

Raising his revolver, Richard couldn't help but roar.

And facing Richard's actions, Ashan smiled and said, "You can shoot, but you have to think clearly about what will happen next!"

Just as Ashan's words finished, his wife and children, who had walked out from the side, were seen shaking their heads in fear, with two armed Chinese men beside them.

"Don't do this, please, what exactly do you want? I can give you money!"

Looking at his wife and children, Richard was completely unlike his daytime self, appearing very nervous.

Because his wife and children were being pointed at by guns!

"Our boss wants to invite you to San Francisco, what do you think of this proposal!"

Looking at Richard with a face full of smiles, Ashan continued to speak.

"Very good, I think this idea is great!"

Hearing Ashan's idea, Richard immediately agreed, without any intention to refuse at all.

"Very good!"

Standing up, Ashan turned and said, "Things you don't need, then don't pack them, because in San Francisco, the boss will give you everything!"

Leaving his home, Richard didn't understand at all why the Far East Group would come to invite him, because he was just a doctor!

However, just as the carriage was about to leave, Richard saw hope, and that was the sheriff.

"Help, they are kidnapping me!"

Roaring loudly, Richard couldn't help but shout.

And hearing the cry for help here, the sheriff also rushed up quickly and said, "Hey, what are you damn guys doing?"

Touching the revolver at his waist, the Chinese men became vigilant.

And just at this moment, Ashan, who had walked up, said, "Sir, our boss wants to invite Mr. Richard to San Francisco, this is a small gift, I hope you can pretend you didn't see anything!"

Finishing this sentence, Ashan took out a stack of dollars.

Looking at the thousand dollars, the sheriff immediately stuffed it into his bosom and said, "Buddy, you should plug that guy's mouth!"

"Thank you for your reminder!"

Turning around with a face full of smiles, Ashan looked at Richard's desperate eyes.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 152 =====