Immediately, a group of bodyguards came over and signaled Zhang Yang to make room. Then, they very carefully selected two rifles for the two old men, and even carefully wiped the firearms with a towel.

Apparently, Carla is mysophobic!

Seeing the old man carefully wiping his clean hands with paper towels, Zhang Yang almost immediately concluded that Kara suffered from mysophobia similar to mental illness.

In fact, mysophobia means loving cleanliness too much. It is a good thing for a person to love cleanliness, but paying too much attention to cleanliness that affects normal study, work and life, especially social interactions, is mysophobia. Mysophobia can be classified into severity. Milder mysophobia

It's just a bad habit. It can be corrected through desensitization therapy and cognitive therapy. More serious mysophobia is a mental illness and a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Family education plays an important role in inducing or aggravating mysophobia. Some patients' parents have obsessive personality, which has a subtle influence on the patients. The family education the patients receive is strict, old-fashioned, and even a little cold, so the patients are cautious, indecisive, and excessively trivial.

They are meticulous, overly rigid, stubborn, and lack human touch and flexibility in their interactions with others. They also insist too much on a regular work and rest system and hygiene habits in life. They want everything to be in order, and they will become anxious at the slightest change.

Chengren patients generally have a strong sense of time, abide by disciplines and systems, have strict living habits, are overly cautious and indecisive when dealing with problems, and many people may be very superstitious. People with this personality are prone to neurosis under excessive pressure.

Judging from the detailed movements of Carla's movements, Carla's mysophobia is already very serious.

This is not only a mafia godfather, but also a mental patient with strong mental pressure.

Inexplicably, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little pity for the old man. It was very obvious that it was the old man's family and the old man's innate identity that caused the old man's condition.

When a person bears the rise and fall of an entire family, the mental pressure is naturally unimaginable, not to mention that people like Carla are not just as simple as the rise and fall of a family.

Many ordinary people only see the beauty of these people, but do not know how much pressure they are under.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh deeply, being a gangster is not easy!

"Young man, what are you sighing for?" Suddenly, Kara, who picked up the rifle, turned back and looked at Zhang Yang with a pair of blue-gray eyes.

"Let me tell you! Respectable Mr. Kara?" Zhang Yang shrugged, looked at the crowd around him, and smiled softly.

"Tell me." Carla was slightly stunned. Inexplicably, he was suddenly full of curiosity about this strange young man.

This young man knew his name and obviously his identity. Kara was very aware of his status. After ordinary people knew it was him, they would find it difficult to speak and would appear embarrassed, but this young man seemed quite calm and unhurried...

"Then I said it, haha, Mr. Kara asked me to say it. In fact, I think Mr. Kara is very pitiful, because Mr. Kara has a very serious mental illness..."

Sudden!

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, the old man's face suddenly changed color, the rifle in his hand trembled slightly, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes shot out two fierce rays of light.

The atmosphere became oppressive and suffocating.

Both John and Su Dafeng were shocked, and Ruan Wenwu's muscles were all tense, like a cheetah.

And Kara's group of bodyguards were all touched and saw, their swords were at war, and a sense of murder filled the air, as if this midsummer had suddenly turned into autumn...

The only one with a leisurely look was Zhang Yang.

For a strong man of Zhang Yang's level, there is no difference between a notorious mafia and an ordinary person. The only difference is that killing such a person will not cause any guilt in conscience.

If a strong man really wants to interfere in worldly affairs, a gangster organization with hundreds of years of history like the Mafia can be wiped out in an instant...

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The old man's brows twitched, and his thick fingers tightened on the rifle in his hand.

"You can't kill me, but I can kill you easily." Zhang Yang spread his hands. He didn't want to pretend to be a weakling, because there was no need. This was just a place he occasionally passed by. Maybe, in his life,

You won't see these people. Of course, the most important thing is that Zhang Yang doesn't want to lose the old man's face. If he shows weakness, the old man will naturally lose face in front of old John.

"Click!" With a sound, the safety of the rifle in the old man's hand was opened, the bullet was loaded, and the black muzzle of the gun was raised. The old man's hand was very stable, holding the rifle as motionless as a rock.

"Hahaha... I can't kill you? As long as you gently pull the trigger, your head will explode like a watermelon." The old man laughed loudly, his face flushed.

"Dear Mr. Kara, you don't know how to shoot. You are not here to kill people. Moreover, if you shoot, it will not bring you any benefit, and it will bring disaster to your family. Therefore,

You should calm down. Your family has reached a point of life and death. The Bush family will not let a notorious mafia family compete with them. You need to leave your life to do more meaningful things instead of being with me occasionally.

It’s hard for China to pass through here, sir!”

…

The corners of the old man's mouth trembled and he didn't speak. The gun in his hand was still pointed at Zhang Yang, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing.

"Mr. Kara, this is my manor, and he is my guest. Please put down the rifle in your hand. Moreover, our cooperation can continue to be discussed. As long as you put down the gun, I can...can...can...can agree."

Some of your conditions..."

Although Old John kept talking, he did not dare to move his body. He held a handkerchief in his hand and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead. Beside him, there was a bodyguard wearing sunglasses sticking closely to him.

behind.

In fact, at this time, the entire scene has been controlled by Kara's bodyguards. Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu are already standing beside people. The bodyguards have drawn the pistols at their waists. It is very obvious that as long as there is the slightest movement, they will not do anything.

Shoot without hesitation.

"Mr. John, I am very grateful for your care. However, my life does not need to be exchanged for your interests. I know that I know that the respected Mr. Kara will not shoot, because Mr. Kara is a gentleman and a nobleman. He

Your hand should not hold a gun, but should give orders, give it to me, you see, my hand is more suitable for holding a gun than yours, give me the gun..."

Kara suddenly felt dizzy. He had a feeling that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. He could only hear the mouth of the young man opposite him moving constantly. His eyes were filled with a demonic power, like a bottomless black hole, swallowing everything.

The power of...
Chapter completed!