Chapter 232 - 155: Home Delivery
But then that instantly changed with a chilling flip, Allen Zhang coldly said: "You fucking better not go appealing and causing me trouble, or I’ll definitely beat you to death! Let me tell you, I’ve got people both inside and outside the Los Angeles police department and the streets! What do you have to fight me with?"
"..." The boss of the wasps clenched his fists, swallowing the humiliation, and decided not to appeal!!
Allen Zhang does have a conscience, a man of his word. If he said he’d provide them with first aid, he did, casually throwing a couple of hemostatic bandages from his car to a few folks.
It was actually Sieg who got them when buying guns from a friend, and never got the chance to use them, but now turned out to be a windfall for these guys.
"The car’s gonna blow. Back off, don’t get yourself killed." Sniffing the smell of engine oil, Allen Zhang looked at the roaring flames engulfing a pickup truck, then turned, got into his off-road vehicle, started the engine, and drove away from the suburbs with a slam on the accelerator.
Leaving behind the old unfortunate guys at the Wasp Recycling Center, holding back tears, they couldn’t help but curse: "That’s so fucking dark!! Can they still go and extort and bully people like that?"
If anyone’s to blame, it’s them for messing with the wrong person. They had bullied plenty of people before, but this time they met their match.
With a loud boom, the pickup truck exploded again.