"Is there anything else to say?"

Jiang Hao looked at He Lang sitting in a daze in a speechless manner. I'm afraid that things would have developed to this point, so fast that even He Lang couldn't accept it, right?

But can we blame others for the consequences of being betrayal of our relatives? We can only blame He Lang for being insatiable and leaving no room for life. This ending is entirely due to his own fault.

"You won."

He Lang was unwilling to accept it, but this world was not something that could change everything by being unwilling to accept it. Now he couldn't even stand up normally, so what else could he do?

"Brother Hao, how to deal with He Lang?"

Fan Yao asked happily, and he felt that it was too satisfying to see the arrogant and domineering He Lang ended up in such a tragic end.

"I'm thinking too."

Jiang Hao frowned in embarrassment, feeling that killing everything He Lang had done with one knife was a gift to him, but he was really not very proficient in torture.

"I fed He Lang his father to the dog."

Seeing that Jiang Hao could not make a decision for a moment, Xiao Shengke lay in Jiang Hao's ear and whispered to explain that he was also worried about Jiang Hao's future. As an old man who had been in the Tao for more than ten years, Xiao Shengke knew better than anyone else how great the power of hatred was, and he definitely had the power to destroy everything.

Feed the dog!

Jiang Hao looked at Xiao Shengke with a look of expressionless face in surprise, knowing that Xiao Shengke was also thinking about the future troubles of him. Could it be that He Lang was also fed to the dog?

"At worst, I can kill me. As for hesitation, I'm really good at doing things."

Seeing that Jiang Hao had not decided to deal with him, He Lang looked at Jiang Hao sarcastically.

"Can't wait? Then I'll play with you first."

Fan Yao looked at He Lang angrily, who looked calmly facing life and death. He picked up a bottle of unopened white wine nearby, and looked at He Lang with a smile on his lips while wearing a lid.

"What do you want to do?"

He Lang stared at the movements in Fan Yao's hand in horror, and widened his eyes in fear. He knew that Fan Yao must have thought of some way to deal with him. He struggled to get up, but he found that his body had not recovered his strength and could not stand up even after all his efforts.

"Aren't you a hero? Why are you scared now?"

Fan Yao bounced the lid open, stretched out his hand with a smile, and slapped He Lang, who was barely standing a little bit, and sat on the chair again.

"Give me some pleasure if you have the ability."

He Lang looked at the bottle of wine swaying in Fan Yao's hand, not knowing what Fan Yao was going to do, and his body instinctively leaned to the side to avoid it.

"I think you are too dirty, so I can help you wash it. In addition, there are too many wounds on your body. You are prone to infection on such hot days. I just happened to help you clean the wounds to save you from tetanus."

Fan Yao shook the white wine in his hand, pouring down the bottle. Under He Lang's horror, he poured the bottle directly. The wine flowed out of the bottle's mouth little by little, converging in the air into a straight line, pouring towards He Lang's broken legs.

ah!

He Lang was startled by Fan Yao's movements, and his face was so scared that he wanted to move his legs aside, but his movements were still too slow and he was poured on by the flowing white wine.

He Lang's clothes were already thin, and Li Jinkui's trampling just now ruined his clothes. The white wine that kept flowing down He Lang's broken wounds invaded He Lang's wounds.

The rolling hot stream, like a burning flame, instantly spread rapidly from his originally numb broken leg. The severe pain made He Lang take a breath of cold air, and his whole leg was trembling violently and quickly as if it was hit by an electric current.

He Lang's body jumped like a full moon string, and the little blood that had just risen on his face was replaced by pale white.

"Come on, I'll give you a clear understanding of the whole body. Disinfection is of great benefit to the body. I'll disinfect you for free, so don't thank me."

Fan Yao's bottle mouth faced downwards, shaking the bottle. The wine rushes desperately as he shakes, and then turns into wine drops of different sizes and falls into He Lang below.

He Lang gritted his teeth, and the blue veins on his head were pounding and thumping. He instinctively avoided left and right in panic, but Fan Yao had too much wine spilled, and he couldn't hide it no matter how hard he moved. Moreover, his movements left and right just made the wine that fell into his body flow quickly on him.

ah!

He Lang felt as if there were groups of ants crawling on his body, eating his flesh. The severe pain made him feel so painful. His whole body was twisting in pain on the chair. The chair under him could not bear his violent movement and made a squeaking sound.

The white wine in Fan Yao's hand was a high number of white wine, which was no less than pure alcohol. The wine could indeed be used for disinfection, but his use of such a large area could make He Lang with a tender skin? The injured part was immediately burned to a point of skin.

"How does it feel?"

Fan Yao looked at He Lang in pain and shook the few drinks left in his hand. He asked with a smile that Fan Yao was not a cruel person, but he could not stand He Lang's behavior for a long time. If He Lang was not punished properly, how could he be worthy of He Lang's actions?

Fan Yao felt that Jiang Hao must also like him to punish He Lang very much. Since Brother Hao is unwilling to be this evil person, let him Fan Yao be him.

"I'm going to kill you."

He Lang's face became distorted under the stimulation of severe pain, and his teeth were biting, enduring the severe pain.

"Kill me, there are so many people who want to kill me. You can't even get the order. I will squirt you to death with one sip of wine."

Fan Yao drank the last sip of white wine, looked at He Lang's red eyes and rinsed his mouth directly, and sprayed it directly at He Lang's face.

"I'm going to kill you."

The face of He Lang was twisted violently, and the wound that was injured by the hidden force had long cracked. Now Fan Yao's mouth was sprayed with high purity. The intense heat made He Lang feel that his skin was about to be removed. He was so painful that he was dying.

"It's so fucking comfortable."

Fan Yaoqing heard the listener wailing like a pig, burped, touched his hot face, and exclaimed with alcohol: "What a good wine, washing your body is a waste."

“Beautiful job.”

Qi Feng gave Fan Yao a thumbs up at the shaking step by step. If He Lang didn't argue, it would be too cheap for him and he would enjoy it.

"I deserve it."

No one in the hall felt that Fan Yao's approach was cruel, but he thought that Fan Yao's approach was too light, and he wanted to pick up the bottle and pour wine on He Lang's body. People were sympathetic, but when facing a vicious person like He Lang, there was no need to sympathize with him at all.

Jiang Hao neither praised nor blamed Fan Yao because he was busy delivering the temptation of fire therapy to He Lang. He looked at He Lang with his eyes rolling in pain and sticking out his tongue. He was very satisfied with seeing He Lang who could not fall into a coma.

"Good means."

Xiao Shengke was also frightened when he saw this. It was certain that even if Fan Yao poured this bottle of wine, He Lang would probably have half his life left.

"Jiang Hao, can I discuss it for you?"

The middle-aged man who was the first to want to leave the hall but was brutally injured by the Wild Wolf Gang's younger brother, and then forced to meet again, glanced at He Lang and said to Jiang Hao.

"Speaking."

Jiang Hao had a little impression of the middle-aged man in front of him. In his memory, he was a coal boss who controlled several large coal mines in Zhongzhou City. He didn't know what the middle-aged man in front of him could discuss with him.

"Do you don't know how to deal with He Lang?"

The middle-aged man looked at He Lang who was suffering from severe pain with a dark smile. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He remembered that He Lang almost killed him just now. He had to bear it under pressure just now. Now that he saw that He Lang was tortured, he naturally wanted to take revenge.

"Do you have any good solutions?"

Xiao Shengke asked curiously.

"There is indeed a way, I don't know whether to speak or not." The middle-aged man smiled politely, but his eyes never left He Lang.

"Tell me."

Jiang Hao waved his hand lightly. He just didn't know how to deal with He Lang, but wanted to listen to what good treatment methods middle-aged people could provide.

"I have several coal mines under my command and I need to recruit people recently. I observed that He Lang's physique is very suitable for the work of digging coal. I want to take him over and help me dig coal and dig carbon."

The middle-aged man said quietly.

"Take coal and dig carbon?"

Jiang Hao's body was shocked, and he roughly understood what the middle-aged man meant. He knew that many coal bosses in middle-aged states had more or less black coal mines. These black coal mines were all catching laborers from other places and forced the laborers to dig coal and grab money for them by force.

The advantage of the black coal mine is that even if the coal mine collapses and kills people, the parents of the laborers who were arrested will not know about it. They are doing business without any money. It is said that the workers in the black coal mine have no time to see the light of day and are basically exhausted to death.

"You have a black coal mine."

Jiang Hao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a blank expression, and a chill flashed in his eyes. He had seen many missing person notices, all of whom were looking for the population that had been inexplicably confined. It would be fine if he didn't know. If he knew, he would definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

“All are regular, all are regular.”

The middle-aged man remembered that Jiang Hao did not let Li Jinkui bully the weak just now, and his face changed so frightened that he explained anxiously.

"This He Lang owes Brother Hao a lot of money. I believe you have seen it just now. Our Brother Hao still hopes to recover the money. This person cannot be taken away by you.

Of course, if you pay the money for He Lang, you can take this person away."

Qi Feng had a sudden inspiration and made a reasonable suggestion to the middle-aged man.

"I will treat Jiang Hao well after I go back, so that he will be worthy of the price I paid. I will pay back all the money He Lang owes."

The middle-aged man made up his mind when he was cruel. He was afraid that if Jiang Hao shipped the goods and wanted to investigate his coal mine, his black coal mine would inevitably not be found out. He decided to lose money and avoid disaster. The most important thing is that he was able to avenge the humiliated revenge.

"make a deal."

Jiang Hao stretched out his hand with a smile, shook hands with the middle-aged man with an unnatural expression, and then gently patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, reminding him: "But let him create more value and look forward to him for me."

"I will."

The middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded solemnly. Jiang Hao did not go into it and made him secretly glad that Jiang Hao would not say that he would torture He Lang severely, so that He Lang would pay off coal for him in the dark black coal mine. Thinking about He Lang's appearance on how he dug coal for him, he felt very happy.

"He Lang, I found a new job for you. I hope you will like it. It's full-time."

Jiang Hao smiled at He Lang and said, "Your boss has paid you the money you lost by betting on you, you must work hard."

"You guys...ahem..."

He Lang watched as he was a slave, being traded casually. I don’t know if it was anger or the pain in the wound, but his body trembled even more violently...
Chapter completed!