Huang Shengrong was still stubborn and smiled, "Okay... Fang Zhengyi, wait for me, do you dare to touch a hair of me? I'm..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zhengyi gave him two mouths, and asked him to shut up in time, then glanced at Li Yansong and the other two.

Huang Shengrong's tone should look like a backstage.

The status of the man who dares to kill him with confidence must be good. The relationships in the court are complicated, and it is not certain whether these three are enemies or friends.

Huang Shengrong has to take it back and review it slowly...

Huang Shengrong spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled ferociously: "Good fight! Good fight!"

"Remember today's humiliation, I will definitely give it back twice as much!"

Li Yansong and the other two stood aside and sneered, "Return it back?" Can you still have a life tomorrow? Something that doesn't know how to die!

"Fang Zhengyi, I remember there is a little girl around you... You should have had enough fun, why don't you let Mr. Huang play with me too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Biao and Fang Zhengyi cast murderous gazes at him at the same time.

Li Yuanzhao sighed and shook her head. This person is really afraid that he will feel comfortable dying...

He has been in Fang's mansion for a while, and he has long seen what Xiaotao is. He is nominally the maid of Fang Zhengyi, but in fact he is the mistress of Fang's mansion.

Everyone respected her very much, and Fang Zhengyi didn't say a harsh word, and even most of her life was arranged by Xiaotao.

The status can be seen. Now this guy has obviously moved the scales and he wanted to kill Lao Fang just now...

Zhang Biao said in a deep voice: "Young Master, do you want to kill me?"

"Don't kill."

Huang Shengrong laughed wildly when he heard this: "Fang Zhengyi, you are a coward, I expect you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Zhengyi grabbed Huang Shengrong's hair and slapped his head on the ground, one, two, three...

The sound of dongdong duo resounded throughout the house...

Huang Shengrong raised his head again, his face covered in blood, his eyes were filled with stars, and his consciousness was on the fuzzy edge.

I didn't know what was talking about, but it was probably his backer or something, but it was quite unclear.

Then Fang Zheng reached into Zhang Biao's arms and pulled out a flying knife.

He cut off Huang Shengrong's right ear simply and neatly.

"Ah!!!" Huang Shengrong was immediately energetic and kept screaming. If he hadn't been bound, he would have been rolling up long ago.

Before he could finish calling, the sharp blade had reached his eye socket.

Huang Shengrong didn't dare to scream again and looked at Fang Zhengyi tremblingly.

I saw Fang Zhengyi’s expression was cold and he said calmly: “Check your ears.”

A stinging pain came from the eye sockets, and Huang Shengrong bent down in humiliation and picked up his ears.

“Eat it.”

A sound of chewing crisp bones slowly appeared in everyone's ears.

"Not awesome? Do you still want to talk?"

Huang Shengrong fell into great panic, without saying a word, shook his head wildly with pain on his face.

Seeing this scene, everyone except Zhang Biao felt cold all over their bodies... Such ruthless methods are indeed the legendary poisonous man slaughter.

Especially the three old men, all civil servants, who had seen such a barbaric thing on weekdays, and their legs were trembling a little.

Fang Zheng turned around and faced the frightened gang members and smiled: "Brothers! Look, this is your gang leader. Will you have a promising future with such people?"

"I'll ask you, how much money can you get under his hands for a month? That's right. The one who secretly picked up the silver just now, just don't hide, I'll see you for a long time!"

The gangster who had picked up silver laughed and said, "It's probably less than three guan a month..."

Fang Zhengyi was a little surprised. Three guan is just three liang. In fact, the money is not small. In principle, his annual salary is only 45 liang, but because of the tricks... he has become a big deal.

However, after hearing this, Fang Zhengyi still said with regret: "Only three stakes!? What's the money enough? How many children do you have? Have you got a concubine? How many times can you go to brothels a month?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, do you know how much money can Huang Shengrong make in a year?"

Everyone looked at it curiously, and they were really curious about this question.

Who doesn’t want to know how much money a big boss makes a year?

"I tell you, he can earn 200,000 taels a year! Prepare the foundation!"

"My God!" All the gang members were shocked, 10,000! That's ten thousand! How much does 200,000 taels cost? Can't you pile up the whole room?

Li Yansong and the other two were also shocked. They made money by taking out manure?

Huang Shengrong looked frightened and explained in a panic: "No!! There are really not that many, brothers, don't believe him!"

He can earn less than 10,000 taels a year if he has to die. Fang Zhengyi is sowing the disagreement!

Of course, the number was said by Fang Zhengyi √8, and no one knows how many it is.

Fang Zhengyi didn't care about his explanation, and took out a stack of silver notes from his arms with a sneer: "Brothers! Brothers! Look, this is the place I earn in Banshanfang. The money I earn in a month is not as good as the leader of the Huang Gang, but there is always a thousand eight hundred taels!"

"He earns so much money a year but only shares a little with you, and doesn't even have money to go to brothels! Think about it, he hugs ten women every day, and you can only hug the yellow-faced woman when you go home. Are you willing to do it?!"

"Why can he hug ten of them all the time? I won't agree!"

A group of gang members began to involuntarily imagine the beautiful scenery of going to the brothel to hug ten different women, but then they thought of the yellow-faced woman at home, and her face pulled down.

Yes! I don’t agree either? Why?

Huang Shengrong was almost crying and sobbed, "I didn't hug you, I really didn't hug you. Brothers, don't listen to his nonsense!"

I want to hug you, but I don't have the energy...

Li Yansong and the other two couldn't help but look contemptuous. It turned out that this kid was talking nonsense and was almost frightened...

"Brothers! The harder you work, the more girls he will hold, but what about your wages? How many years will it take to increase?"

"You are all miserable people who are digging food in the cesspool! Let me tell you one more thing. I have seen the Huang Gangmaster. When I wake up in the morning, I eat mutton stuffed dumplings with white sugar sticks!"

"Then you use golden manure spoons to get the manure! What about you? Can you guarantee that every meal will have meat?"

Many people began to look at each other with hatred.

Yes! I want to have 200,000 taels of mutton dumplings and stick to white sugar. Isn’t that beautiful to use a golden manure spoon to get the manure?

Poor now, the manure spoon can only be made of wood...

I eat mutton dumplings in the morning and stick to white sugar. I use a golden manure spoon to get the feces. I hug ten women at night. It’s so too much!

Fang Zhengyi knew what these people were thinking. He dealt with poor people every day, and the gang members of the Manure Gang and the Beggar Gang were even more at the bottom of the bottom.

In ancient times, the flow of information between classes was simply separated by a mountain. Both of them could not see the world in which each other lived. It can be said that they lived in two worlds.

Humans cannot imagine what does not exist in this world.

The poor can only use their own little knowledge and information to combine and fantasize.

What can poor people think of? It’s nothing more than that rich people can eat sugar and drink honey water every day, big fish and meat, and even beef.

There is also the emperor who uses a golden hoe to farm... This kind of thing is definitely not an exaggeration.

Even if the flow of information and knowledge in modern times is extremely abundant, this kind of frog in the well is everywhere.

"Brothers, don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet!"
Chapter completed!