Zhao Biao's face instantly turned incredibly gloomy.
Pay a million in compensation, and everyone has to break a leg? Could the doctors in town even handle that many patients?
Just tell me, could they?
Forget about the lackeys, why did he have to be included?
This was too much!
"Brother, aren't you leaving absolutely no room for mercy? We have over a hundred brothers on our side too. If a real fight breaks out, you might not gain the upper hand."
Ma Da laughed, the flesh on his face trembling with the movement.
"You're comparing numbers with me?"
"Clap, clap, clap!" He clapped his hands.
Over two hundred men in black suits took a synchronized step forward, making the ground tremble slightly. That murderous aura made Zhao Biao's hundred-plus thugs involuntarily take a few steps back again.
Zhao Biao's heart completely sank to the bottom.
He could tell now, these people were definitely not ordinary gangsters. These guys were fucking professionals!
But the arrow was already on the bowstring; he had no choice but to shoot.
If he completely chickened out today and broke his own leg, he, Zhao Biao, would never be able to hold his head high in Qingniu Town again.
Zhao Biao abruptly turned around and roared at his thugs, "Brothers, did you hear that? A bunch of outsiders want us to break our legs and pay them money. Tell me, can we agree to this?!"
"Yes!"
"Huh???"
"Ah, no, I misspoke, it's no!"
"Right, no way!"
"Screw them!"
"What the hell are we afraid of? We have a lot of people too!"
The thugs' ferocity was provoked, and they raised their clubs and machetes one after another.
They also noticed that although this group of men in black looked intimidating, they didn't carry any regulated weapons. Meanwhile, they had weapons in their own hands. Even if the other side had more people and looked professional, so what?
As soon as blood was drawn, this bunch of suit-wearing guys would probably wet their pants in fear!
In short, they wouldn't back down!
Zhao Biao looked at Ma Da again, "Hear that? My brothers don't agree!"
Ma Da sighed and shook his head, "Then you've chosen the second path."
He took a step back, his tone instantly turning ice-cold, "Clear the area!"
As soon as his voice fell, the men in black moved.
The first row of men in black drew telescopic batons from their waists and flicked them open in unison, producing a sharp whistling sound that pierced the air.
The second row took riot shields from the cars and quickly formed a shield wall.
The third row, the fourth row... each row had a clear division of labor, and they even had personnel recording videos.
Zhao Biao's thugs were dumbfounded.
When they fought, they always just swarmed up and swung their weapons wildly. When had they ever seen a formation like this?
Were these guys even gangsters?
Anyone who didn't know better would think they were riot police wearing gangster skins.
"Fuck, get them!" Zhao Biao roared, bracing himself.
The thugs immediately howled and charged forward.
And then they learned what professional meant!
The shield wall blocked the first wave of impact. The batons struck out accurately from the gaps, specifically targeting joints and soft ribs. Screams rose one after another, and soon the thugs fell in droves like wheat being harvested.
The men in black covered each other in groups of a few, advancing at an extremely fast pace. In less than five minutes, more than half of the hundred-plus thugs inside and outside the courtyard had fallen.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Biao's face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down.
He finally realized the severity of the problem. This group of men in black had real skills and came fully prepared!
He had to run!
As long as he could escape today, he would go into the city, call up all those big bosses he usually called brothers, and tell them that a group of outsider dragons had come to clear the area. After dealing with him, Zhao Biao, they would be next. He wanted to see if those bosses could still sit still.
When the time came, with several forces united, he didn't believe they wouldn't be able to deal with this group of men in black.
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Zhao Biao's eyes. He abruptly turned around and lunged at Zhang Tao, who was being restrained by a few lackeys.
"Everyone fucking stop!"
Zhao Biao pulled a dagger from his waist and pressed it against Zhang Tao's neck, "Move one more time, and I'll kill him!"
Ma Da raised his hand, and the men in black stopped immediately.
Zhao Biao pressed the dagger slightly harder against Zhang Tao's neck, drawing a bloody line, "Get back! Everyone get back! Make a path for me!"
Ma Da narrowed his eyes, "Zhao Biao, do you know what you're doing?"
"I know!"
Zhao Biao roared hoarsely, "I'm risking it all today! Step aside! Let us go! Otherwise, do not blame me for offing your brother!"
Just as he finished speaking, a loud bang suddenly came from inside the house.
Bang!
The door was smashed open.
It turned out that during the chaos just now, two of Zhao Biao's lackeys saw things were going south, sneaked around to the back of the house, smashed the window, and climbed inside.
"Brother Biao!" A Baldy dragged Zhou Juan'er out from the house, also holding a knife in his hand. "We have hostages!"
Zhang Tao's father-in-law and mother-in-law were also dragged out, restrained by two other thugs.
Zhao Biao's eyes lit up. "Good! Well done!"
He looked at Ma Da and grinned hideously, "How about now? I have four... no, six bargaining chips in my hands. Are you going to back off or not?!"
Ma Da's face darkened.
He truly hadn't expected Zhao Biao's men to pull such a stunt, actually taking defenseless family members hostage.
Or rather, it was his first time seeing such shameless gangsters resorting to kidnapping.
In the past, those gang bosses they had taken down, which one of them didn't go to jail in a blaze of glory, or die in a blaze of glory?
Using the old, weak, women, and children as meat shields when driven into a corner like this was truly a first for him.
It seemed that in future operations, before ensuring the absolute safety of the hostages, they really shouldn't be too hasty to make a move.
Today served as a lesson for them.
"Brother Ma, what do we do?" a lackey in black behind him asked in a low voice.
"Sigh, we were careless!"
Ma Da looked at Zhao Biao. "Let them go, and I'll let you leave."
"Should have said that earlier, shouldn't you? You just had to force me to use a knife!"
Zhao Biao said to his lackey, Baldy, "Get the cars ready, we're pulling out!"
Baldy nodded and signaled to the remaining thugs who could still move.
Soon, a few beat-up vans and Zhao Biao's BMW were driven over by them.
Ma Da could only watch helplessly as Zhao Biao and his men held Zhang Tao, Zhou Juan'er, and her family hostage, slowly inching toward the vehicles. At the same time, he was calculating their next moves in his mind. What if they still refused to let the hostages go after getting in the cars?
For a moment, he was completely caught in a dilemma.
If they forced an attack, the hostages might be in danger.
If they backed down, there might also be danger.
Right at this moment of stalemate.
The hostage, Zhang Tao, stared fixedly at the dagger Zhao Biao had pressed against his neck.
Then he looked at his wife Zhou Juan'er's terrified, tearful eyes, and the pale, frightened expressions of his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
No!
He couldn't just sit and wait for death!
Given Zhao Biao's vengeful and completely bottomless nature, once he got in the car and still didn't release them, their end would definitely be miserable.
He had only heard later that this guy was extremely petty and held deep grudges, so he couldn't gamble on the chance that the other party would show mercy out of fear of his brothers in the Wanlong Society.
Zhang Tao took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, his brain working rapidly.
He recalled the counter-attack techniques he had learned during the Wanlong Society's training. When held at knifepoint from behind, the key lay in the timing of the strike.
Right now, Zhao Biao's attention was entirely on Brother Ma. This was the perfect opportunity.
As one of the original brothers who had followed the eldest miss, Liu Yutong, Zhang Tao just had to twitch a muscle... well, no, Ma Da could guess exactly what he was about to do just from the look in his eyes.
Just as Zhao Biao edged toward the car door, Ma Da suddenly let out a loud shout.
"Look! A spaceship!"
Zhao Biao's nerves were already stretched completely taut. Startled by the sudden roar, he instinctively looked up.
At that very moment, Zhang Tao made his move.
He violently slammed his head backward, scoring a direct hit on Zhao Biao's face.
"Ah!" A sharp pain shot through Zhao Biao's nose as tears and blood gushed out simultaneously. His knife-wielding hand instinctively loosened.
In that split second, Zhang Tao grabbed Zhao Biao's knife-holding wrist with his right hand and gave it a vicious twist!
Crack!
The crisp sound of snapping wrist bones rang out!
The dagger slipped from his grasp.
Using the momentum, Zhang Tao spun around, slamming his left elbow fiercely into Zhao Biao's chest, while his right hand snatched the falling dagger out of midair.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
By the time the crowd reacted, Zhang Tao had already subdued Zhao Biao, the dagger pressed tightly against his throat.
"Let them go!"
Zhang Tao's voice was terrifyingly cold. "Otherwise, I'll slit his throat right now!"
The lackeys froze in place.
Zhao Biao's face twisted in agony, but what terrified him even more than the pain was the cold, piercing sensation at his throat.
Oh crap! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!
"Hubby!" Zhou Juan'er cried out in tears.
"Release them! Don't make me say it twice!" Zhang Tao applied pressure. The blade pierced the skin, and beads of blood immediately seeped out.
Zhao Biao was scared out of his wits. "Let them go! Let them go! Hurry up and let them go!"
The lackeys holding the hostages hesitated.
Zhao Biao grew desperate. "Screw your ancestors! If you don't let them go, and I manage to survive today, I'll definitely kill your entire families when I get back! Hurry up and release them!"
Zhao Biao's intimidation factor in the local area was still quite strong. Everyone knew he was extremely petty and would seek revenge for the slightest grievance.
Although this group of men in black was formidable, they probably wouldn't actually kill anyone. Most likely, Zhao Biao would just get a severe beating from them and spend a few months in the hospital. Once he was discharged, he would definitely deal with anyone who hadn't listened to his orders.
Thinking of this, the lackeys released the hostages one after another.
Ma Da seized the opportunity and waved his hand. "Get them!"
The men in black pounced forward like fierce beasts!
