When Liang glanced at him with his eyes, his eyes were no longer arrogant just now, full of fear, and said in horror: "What do you want, don't ... don't ... Liang, I am wrong, I ask you to put it Over me, ""

"Let you go, why should I let you go," Liang approached with a step, and the hammer in his hand dripped all the way with blood.

"Damn, Brother Liang forgive his life, I dare not match you again, forgiveness ..." Hong Mao completely collapsed, crying and begging for mercy. It was also the spread of sewage underneath, scaring the incontinence.

"Haha, why are you so afraid of me, I beg you to help, red hair, we discuss things," Liang crouched to him, and the sneer on his face was even worse.

"What ... what's the matter, Liang, you tell everything, as long as you let me go," Hong Mao saw a hint of hope, nodded again and again.

"Yes, this is a good boy, you hold the hammer, let's talk about the following things," Liang used his face to be more and more good. He held a towel in his hand to wipe the hammer's wooden handle and wipe it. Delivered to the blank red hair.

"Brother Liang," Hongmao asked blankly, and did not understand what Liang passed the hammer to himself. Now he did not dare to fight against Liang with ten boldness.

"Go, take the hammer and smash the bad hand," Liang smiled badly.

"Oh ... no, I ..." Hong Mao understood, showing a horrifying look on his face, shook his head again and again.

Only then did Liang use this to frame him to frame him. Liang Yixian deliberately put the dwarf into the store and started to start with the sight of everyone around him. People, no evidence, the police will naturally do not believe in the testimony of the mixed, Zhao Ya must help Liang speak.

Liang was abolished with the hand -mixed palm. It was a felony, but now he stuffed the hammer into his own hand. Those who smashed your hands with the hammer became himself. If he was investigated by the police, it was himself. Wipe and wipe it.

Now when you hit the handwritten hand, there is no room for turning the matter.

"Hurry up, why do you want me to do it?" Liang yelled with his face, and his eyes shot for the fierce light, which was exactly the same as the expression of the palm of his hand just now.

"No ... no ... don't hit me, I smashed ..." The Red Horse screamed in scared, quickly climbed into the dwarf, and raised the hammer softly and smashed his palm.

I didn't hit it all at once, and hit the cement floor.

"Do you want to Sa Lai, come back, hard," Liang used a cold command.

Hong Mao knew that today was not good, and regretted dying in his heart. After millions of, after successfully getting the demolition project of the cotton weaving factory, they began to drive the residents here crazy, and the compensation for demolition was very low, less than 50 % in the surrounding areas.

Da Fan's disobedient residents, they used the means of intimidating black hands to frame. This soymilk shop operated by Zhao Ya is one of their goals. The next day, they come to drive away. Go, but people invest for tens of thousands of, business is booming, isn't it a way to get rid of people so suddenly?

Although Zhao Ya looks weak, she also has a strong personality. She has rejected threats from gangsters several times before. This time Hong Mao took the initiative to ask for orders in front of Li Dachang. She came here to cause trouble because she wanted to show off in front of Li Dachang. .

Red Hair's heart skipped a beat, and he raised the hammer high and hit it hard. This time, the gangster's pulpy palm was smashed into pieces, as well as the wrist bone. If he went to the hospital, he could only have his hand amputated, and he passed out. The gangster woke up from the severe pain, holding his severed hand and howling in grief, rolling on the ground, leaving blood stains all over the ground.

Hong Ma threw the hammer aside, wiped his hands vigorously, and said with a charming smile to Liang Yong: "Brother Liang, I have followed your instructions, can you go?"

He is not too worried about the chunky gangster's severed hand. The gangster is his subordinate. He will take him to the hospital to treat his injury later. Then he will threaten him. I believe the chunky gangster will not dare to go to the police station to report him. This kind of Things are very common in the underground world, and the police station also adheres to the principle that the people should not be punished and the officials should not be investigated. For this group of ruffians, it is better to do less than to do more.

"Well, you did a good job, there's one more thing," Liang Yong nodded with satisfaction, but suddenly the conversation changed and a fierce glint returned in his eyes.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttt.........Brother Liang, what's going on? I don't dare kill anyone," Hongmao cried nervously.

"How do you think you smashed this place into this and injured my sister Ya?" Liang Yong pressed.

"Compensate, I'll compensate, I apologize, Sister Zhao Ya is sorry, it's all my fault..." Upon hearing this, Hongmao's heart dropped with a thud, and he quickly promised.

"How much are you prepared to pay?"

"I've covered all the expenses for sister Zhao Ya's treatment, and the store will compensate her with 10,000 yuan," Hongmao said grandly, thinking that this was already a sky-high price. Although there was a lot of fuss just now, he hadn't started smashing into the store yet and broke two kettles. A compensation of 10,000 should be enough.

"Fuck, you're going to beg for food, and we'll pay you 200,000 yuan at a fixed price together with the medical tape to compensate for the damage to the store," Liang Yong said fiercely. These gangsters are rich, especially the recent black business of demolition. In which year, each of them is not Divided into hundreds of thousands.

"Oh, God, I don't have that much money, this is too expensive," the red-haired man screamed with an ashen face.

"If you don't want to pay, then I'll cut off one of my hands and pay 100,000 yuan," Liang Yong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Zhao Ya was dumbfounded when she heard this, thinking that it was not a loss of money, it was a total extortion, and her store was only worth forty or fifty thousand if she sold it. She was a little embarrassed, and she moved her mouth a few times to persuade Liang Yong to order less.

Speaking of which, she was not very familiar with Liang Yong, that is, they lived on the same street. Liang Yong usually helped her repair electrical appliances, bought breakfast here, and chatted for a few words in their spare time. She did not expect Liang Yong to be so friendly. Zhengyi, when he encountered difficulties today, all the neighbors did not dare to care. He stood up without hesitation and defended himself wholeheartedly.

At this moment, she was not only moved, but also felt a long-lost sense of dependence. It had been several years since the man left, and she had never felt such a heavy sense of dependence. The look in her eyes when she looked at Liang Yong was quietly changing, with a kind of A strange enthusiasm is spreading.

She obediently shut her mouth and did not open her mouth to dissuade Liang Yong. She suddenly felt that it was safe and secure to leave all this to Liang Yong. She needed this long-lost heavy support.

"No, no, no, I...I'll pay..." Hong Mao compromised again and begged for mercy. Money was much lighter than an arm.
Chapter completed!