Two days later, Lin Xiao was lying by the river and blowing in the wind.

Zhang Hujun walked out of the grass, hesitated for two seconds, and knelt down in front of Lin Xiao with a plop.

"Brother Xiao! I was wrong!"

Lin Xiao had no response and continued to blow the wind.

It was as if Zhang Hujun's voice was not heard at all.

In fact, he left the abandoned factory two days ago and was too lazy to care about Zhang Hujun anymore.

If I don't help you, you will at least be disabled in the market.

I helped you, but you looked at me like that again.

Really, it's very frustrating.

At first I couldn't even take care of myself.

"Brother Xiao, I was wrong!"

Seeing that Lin Xiao didn't respond, Zhang Hujun took out a fruit knife without saying a word and stabbed his thigh hard. Blood gushed out instantly and he was covered in cold sweat from the pain.

"Brother Xiao! It was my fault!" Zhang Hujun said with a trembling voice: "I shouldn't be merciful, I shouldn't be submissive, and I shouldn't look at you like that. I'm sorry for you, Brother Xiao!"

Zhang Hujun aimed the fruit knife at his thigh again.

Lin Xiao opened his eyes and said helplessly: "Okay, why are you engaging in self-abuse? I'm not the boss of a black society, so I don't need you to be so bloody."

"Brother Xiao, I've thought about it clearly. I don't want to be a weak person who is bullied by others anymore. I want to become strong!"

Zhang Hujun kowtowed heavily.

"Brother Xiao, can I hang out with you?"

mix?

Lin Xiao smiled lightly and refused directly: "I'm too lazy to bring people with me. You can go back and sell your fish."

Zhang Hujun was unwilling to give up, but he could only go home silently.

Looking at his back, Lin Xiao shook his head helplessly.

It's not that my brother doesn't want to take you, it's that he really doesn't have time.

...

As soon as Zhang Hujun walked to the door of his home, he saw that the entire abandoned factory was surrounded by dense black suits, and a group of extended black Mercedes-Benz cars were parked at the door of the factory.

"Boss, we've caught him!"

Zhang Hujun was tied into rice dumplings and thrown in the middle of the factory.

One of the boys spat: "This boy wanted to run when he saw us, but he was caught by me. Run, keep running?"

Zhang Hujun was kicked to the ground severely. He raised his head and found that all the sunlight was blocked by a black figure, and next to him was Ahu wrapped in gauze.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hujun knew that he could not escape.

"You...are the one who took the lead in stabbing me?"

The black shadow leaned down, and the shadow receded, revealing a face full of flesh.

Zhang Hujun was shocked.

Brother Kun, the biggest dark force brother in Xuancheng?

Are Aaron and Ahu his?

"Where's the other person?" Brother Kun, who was covered in fat, stood up and looked at the boys: "He's the one who broke Xiaolong's legs and hands."

"Not found? That's fine."

Brother Kun grabbed Zhang Hujun's hair and dragged him towards the Mercedes-Benz.

"In this case, I can only operate on you."

The younger brother looked at the abandoned factory, stretched out his finger, and roared extremely arrogantly: "People in here! It's dark! No one who is sensible should show their head!"

Brother Kun asked someone to hold down Zhang Hujun, and then drove the car and pressed it on Zhang Hujun's legs.

His legs were broken just yesterday, and now the joints have not fully healed. They were once again crushed by a car weighing seven to eight tons. Old and new injuries struck him together. Zhang Hujun's pupils shrank sharply in pain, and he was trembling and sweating profusely.

"Screaming? How dare you shout?"

The younger brother casually picked up a dark rag, not knowing that it had been lying in the factory for several months, and stuffed it directly into Zhang Hujun's mouth.

Brother Kun walked out of the car with a bottle of Louis XIII, poured all the wine into Zhang Hujun's legs, looked down from a high position and said lightly: "I'll give you alcohol to kill the virus in advance. Bear with it, it hurts a little."

After pouring the wine, Brother Kun pulled out a mountaineering steel knife from the trunk.

Looking at the sharp knife with cold light, Zhang Hujun trembled all over, but his eyes were fierce and he did not cry out.

"Hey, he is a tough guy."

Brother Kun smiled and suddenly chopped down hard!

Zhang Hujun's whole body was bent like a prawn, and his blocked mouth could only make a "ho ho" sound.

Brother Kun threw away the bloody knife, picked up Zhang Hujun's legs, and threw them into the meat grinder that was turned on next to him with a smile.

Seeing his own legs being minced into minced meat and then thrown into a cement mixer, Zhang Hujun felt a sense of despair as if he was born as an ant, which numbed Zhang Hujun to the point where he no longer trembled and could only wait for death.

Zhang Hujun felt that since Brother Kun had reached this point, he would definitely not be allowed to live.

"Huh? Stop shaking? He's not old, but his bones are still pretty strong." Brother Kun suddenly dropped a business card: "Xiaohu, take him to the hospital, and then, kid, don't blame me, you were the one who caused trouble in the first place.

Break my men's legs and hands first. If you feel dissatisfied, then we will continue to do it. If you agree, let Xiaohu bring him to me after the injury is healed. From now on, if you hang out with me, you will have good food, good food, and good genes.

Potions are provided.”

After that, all the Mercedes-Benz cars left.

Ahu looked at Zhang Hujun with envy.

"I didn't expect that it was a blessing in disguise that I was appreciated by Brother Kun. Let's just think that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Let's go, I will take you to the hospital."

"Get out!" Zhang Hujun roared angrily.

"What? Do you really want to die here?"

"Go away!!!"

Ahu looked at Zhang Hujun coldly.

"You'd better make a toast instead of eating and you'll be punished with a drink."

"Since you are not convinced, Brother Kun also said so."

"Life or death is up to fate!"

Ahu dropped Zhang Hujun and left.

Looking at the empty factory.

Looking at the cowardly eyes looming behind the doors.

Zhang Hujun bit his back teeth hard, and two lines of tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

Why is it so difficult to live well?

Why!!!!

I just want to live well!!!

Suddenly, Zhang Hujun crawled towards the river.

He has no legs and can only use his hands to crawl every meter.

The soil was soaked with blood.

I want to become stronger!!

I don’t want to be manipulated anymore!!

I don’t want to have my legs cut off again!

I want to live well!!!

Zhang Hujun kept roaring in his heart.

The ultimate will made him crawl all the way to the river like a cockroach with tenacious vitality after losing too much blood.

"Brother Xiao!!!"

"Please take me!!!"

Zhang Hujun crawled out from the grass, his face covered with blood scabs, his hands stretched forward as if asking for help, his blood-red eyes full of will, looking hard at the blond figure.

"I want to live well!"

“I don’t want to have my legs chopped off again!!”

This time, the blond figure finally extended his palm to Zhang Hujun.

"Okay, I'll make an exception for you."

With the green mountains and green water at his back, Lin Xiao stared at Zhang Hujun's bloody lower body, narrowed his eyes deeply, and asked: "What kind of power do you want to learn?"

"As long as I can stop being bullied!"

"What kind of person do you want to be?"

"I want to be the most awesome big brother so that I won't be bullied by others!"

Zhang Hujun cried.

Lin Xiao rubbed his temples helplessly.

"By the way, why don't you come with your legs? Although this time it's more serious, maybe I can help you connect it."
Chapter completed!