Wu Guangtao's body was shaking non-stop, and he was breaking out in cold sweat.
Tell him that he will let himself live, but Sister Mei will definitely let him die.
If you don't tell him, it seems that you may not end well.
what to do?
Just when he was hesitating, a poker flew out of Zhang Dabiao's hand, and a bloody flower burst out of Wu Guangtao's left ear the next second.
One ear fell off like this. Wu Guangtao didn't even notice the pain when it fell off. He just felt a slight chill, but then a burning pain hit his head.
Wu Guangtao subconsciously held his head and rolled in pain.
And Zhang Dabiao was an unkind devil, and the cold voice came again, "You have one more chance."
It was a tone that did not allow others to refuse. Combined with the previous remarks, Wu Guangtao had reason to believe that Zhang Dabiao would definitely kill him if he didn't say anything.
But Du Hongmei will be arriving soon, and there are so many of Du Hongmei's younger brothers here, and her situation makes it impossible to escape alone.
In other words, once I tell Zhang Dabiao, these younger brothers will definitely tell Du Hongmei that by then, I am afraid that my death will be even worse.
Damn it, is this not giving people a way to survive?
"I'll count to three." As he said this, Zhang Dabiao had already stood up and had an extra trump card in his hand.
Wu Guangtao glanced at the blood-stained king on the ground and his own ears, and before Zhang Dabiao started counting, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother...I..."
"One, two, three..." Zhang Dabiao was very fast. As soon as Wu Guangtao opened his mouth, he had already finished counting, and the flying poker card cut off his other ear.
The ear is the organ closest to the brain. The pain was heartbreaking and heartbreaking. Wu Guangtao gritted his teeth, shook his feet, and screamed louder and louder.
Seeing this scene, the boys squatting in the corner all got goosebumps.
Damn brother Da Biao, he doesn’t care about martial arts at all. He said he would count one, two, and three, but could anyone count like him?
Besides, they were obviously going to say it just now. Yes, this was not asking a question at all, but just deliberately making excuses to cut people's ears.
Thinking of this, the boys couldn't help but bury their heads in their crotches, for fear of being pulled out by Zhang Dabiao and used as a child to relieve his anger.
"You said you, can't you cooperate obediently? You have to make me angry and make me use force!" Zhang Dabiao snorted depressedly and sat back on the sofa again.
And what about Wu Guangtao?
At this time, I was already suffering from pain and incontinence, my ears were missing on both sides, and my hearing seemed to have been reduced a lot.
But he knows that if he wants to survive, he must cooperate.
"Let me tell you, can you let me go?" He gritted his teeth and kept trembling.
"Do you think you are qualified to make conditions with me?" Zhang Dabiao sneered: "Okay, for the sake of my fellow countrymen, I will give you another chance."
After saying that, he put his hand on the back of the sofa again. Of course, there was absolutely nothing wrong with his temperament, but without a hug, it was always a little less interesting.
This time Wu Guangtao also learned a lesson, and he hurriedly told what he knew, "Fengshou Feed Factory, the production workshop is in Fengshou Feed Factory, there are South Asians there, they refine the food, everything I know is the same as
You said, can I leave now?"
Since he wants to die, he should just die.
Wu Guangtao thought bitterly in his heart, and even thought of Zhang Dabiao's miserable appearance after he was suddenly turned into a sieve.
Of course, he would never tell Zhang Dabiao that there were at least forty AK guns there. If Zhang Dabiao dared to go there, he would be killed on the spot.
Zhang Dabiao had been paying attention to Wu Guangtao's eyes and keenly captured the fleeting viciousness.
But he is not angry because there is no need to be angry with a dead man.
After all, it is normal for Wu Guangtao to have such an expression in his current situation. Besides, he is a villain who will always seek revenge, so it is possible that he could stumble himself secretly.
As the saying goes, it’s too difficult for a bitch to be a good person.
Let’s just talk about yesterday. If Zhang Dabiao had been more ruthless, would something like today still happen?
So this time, he didn't plan to let Wu Guangtao go.
If you spare such a person, you will be irresponsible to those good people.
A mentally twisted person, if God doesn't stop him, he will stop him.
"What else?" Zhang Dabiao smiled, revealing a row of dazzling white teeth.
Wu Guangtao cried, tears falling down his cheeks, "Brother, there's nothing more to come. I only know so much."
"Are you sure?" Zhang Dabiao took out another playing card and clamped it in his hand, "Maybe this time, it will cut your throat! Don't try to challenge my bottom line. If you don't tell them, they will
explain."
When Wu Guangtao heard this, his heart rose in his throat again, and he couldn't help but look at the boys squatting in the corner.
At this time, he said uncontrollably: "Brother, I only went there with Du Hongmei once. I really don't know the details, but I'm sure that the production workshop is at Fengshou Feed Factory, because that time Du Hongmei and I were
Picked up at Harvest Feed."
"Yes, warehouse No. 8."
"Continue!" Zhang Dabiao said calmly.
"No more. That time we received the goods in warehouse No. 8 and left. From then on, I will be responsible for helping Sister Mei launder money. I don't care about the delivery."
"Since there are none, forget it." Zhang Dabiao chuckled. Wu Guangtao thought Zhang Dabiao was going to let him go, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the playing cards in Zhang Dabiao's hand were missing, and something suddenly appeared under his neck.
A chill.
Until his death, Wu Guangtao never understood why Zhang Dabiao killed him even though he had cooperated.
But Zhang Dabiao thought that he was doing harm to the people.
Seeing that he was killing people like chickens, two timid gangsters immediately rolled their eyes and were frightened and fainted. Although the bolder one didn't faint, he was still breaking out in cold sweat. There were also a few people who were incontinent and made the house miserable.
It's so smoky that the air quality has dropped significantly.
After Zhang Dabiao got the useful information, he immediately stood up and pulled Rong Jing to leave.
Rong Jing was in a daze, feeling that everything was so unreal.
Killed.
Zhang Dabiao killed someone, but it was for the people he killed!
The strong emotion made her wish she could just throw herself into Zhang Dabiao's arms and cry.
Although Li Fuwang was ruthless and dared to stab people with wine bottle shards, he never thought of killing anyone. Looking at Wu Guangtao lying in a pool of blood, Mr. Wang felt his stomach churn and he ran outside in a hurry.
But when Zhang Dabiao came out, he saw Li Fuwang leaning against the wall stupidly, his eyes straight, and he walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Fuwang gasped several times, gritted his teeth, and his eyes gradually became firm, "Biaozi, take Rong Jing away quickly."
"What about you? Aren't you leaving?" Zhang Dabiao was stunned, thinking to himself, why is Li Fuwang so angry?
But the next second, Zhang Dabiao felt that he was really nothing. How could he think of Wang Ye like this?
"Go away, I won't leave. If someone dies, there must be someone left behind. You have the ability and a bright future. The folks can't live without you." Li Fuwang laughed miserably, tears fell down in a flash, and he was busy.
He turned his head to the side and said, "Hurry up and help me tell Cuicui that I'm sorry for her and don't let her wait for me."
"Cao, Mr. Wang, you are so damn sensational. Do you think I'm crying or not?" Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but rub the corners of his sore eyes.
What is a brother? This is a brother.
"But when will Zhang Dabiao let his brother come out and push the tank?"
Zhang Dabiao raised his hand and patted Li Fuwang hard on the shoulder. At the same time, he already had an idea in his mind and was about to call Jiang Changsheng.
But at this moment, Jiang Changsheng's phone call came first.
Zhang Dabiao was stunned, but he soon understood something. He wiped the corners of his eyes, answered the phone, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Jiang!"