This guy's name is Sangbiao, the leader of a branch of the Blue and White Club, and his power is only under that of Buddha.
Sangbiao glanced at the whole audience, but he didn't seem to see any powerful person. He couldn't help but frown and asked: "Bald head, which one are you talking about?"
The bald man became proud at this moment and pointed a finger at Wang Gensheng: "That's it..."
It's a pity that he spoke too slowly. At this moment, the bald head felt his eyes blur, and then his finger was pinched in someone's hand.
The tall man's fingers clicking just now is a good example. He doesn't want to become the second tall man.
Wang Gensheng held his bald fingers in his hand and shook them from side to side, as if playing a game, but his eyes were fixed on Sang Biao: "Who are you?"
"Listen carefully, don't pop your urine bubbles." Sang Biao raised his voice and said loudly: "Your uncle, I am Sang Biao, the leader of the three overlords of the Blue and White Club."
"What Sangbiao? I think you are a zombie, and Buddha is your boss?" Wang Gensheng asked with a sneer, his face slightly moved.
"If it's true, you've made it complicated for something that was originally very simple. Alas, why bother?" Sang Biao showed a very gentle look.
"Oh, finally someone who can speak to me has arrived. Zombie, please call your boss quickly and ask him to send you 800,000 yuan, otherwise..."
Wang Gensheng sneered, looking very calm.
Grandpa Zhang was stunned, Zhao Tiexin was dumbfounded, Wang Gensheng really had something wrong with his head, Sang Biao was from the Blue and White Club, he dared to blackmail him.
Sang Biao was also confused: "Otherwise, what can you do? Can you lift a ladder to the moon?"
"I'm not Hou Yi, do I want to go to the moon to find Chang'e?" Wang Gensheng said, adding a little strength to his hand, there was a click, and the bald finger was broken.
Wang Gensheng glared at Sangbiao and sneered again: "Otherwise what you asked is like this, with all the fingers broken."
The bald head was so painful that he was sweating profusely. All five of his fingers were turned over, making him even worse than the tall man before.
Sang Biao went completely crazy: "You're looking for death. It's always been the Blue and White Club that blackmails others. I didn't expect someone to blackmail the Blue and White Club."
"Isn't this strange? Don't you know that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside the world?" Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
"I think there is someone out there, someone out there who is crazy. Brothers, serve it to me. Chop it up and throw it to the reservoir to feed the fish." Sang Biao waved his hand.
Twenty or thirty people, like a pack of wolves coming down the mountain, rushed toward Wang Gensheng with their weapons in hand.
Li Wanru and the two old men were so frightened that they hid in the car and did not dare to come out. This scene looked like a film and television company filming a gangster blockbuster.
Wang Gensheng hadn't moved his muscles for a long time and seemed extremely excited at the moment.
Don't say that these guys are not a pack of wolves, even if they are, Wang Gensheng won't care at all.
The fight was not enjoyable at all. Wang Gensheng felt that he had just exerted his power. Some of these people were lying on the ground, while others were on their backs.
Back and forth, it only took a few minutes, but it was so neat and tidy.
Seeing this situation, the bald man suddenly closed his eyes deliberately and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.
Well, Wang Gensheng got excited and grabbed all twenty or thirty people and threw them into a row.
I went and slept together. It was like a corpse-laying contest. The only difference was that each of them was wailing and in unbearable pain.
Only Sangbiao stood, like a zombie.
He has been active in the Qingshui River Reservoir area and rarely goes to Linshui City. If something like this happened, he didn't know how to explain it to Buddha.
He even wanted to be like a bald man, a tortoise with a shrunken head.
He shrunk his head and pretended to be dead, but even if he passed the test of Wang Gensheng, he could not pass the test of his boss Buddha.
After all, he is still the leader of the three overlords of the Blue and White Club, so if he gives in like this, how can he continue to be a prostitute in the future?
Thinking of this, Sangbiao pulled out a machete from behind.
Wang Gensheng suddenly pulled out a small pistol and pointed it at Sang Biao's forehead.
Oh my god, this farmer has a gun.
Sangbiao raised his hands above his head and dropped the machete to the ground.
"Don't, don't shoot." Sang Biao broke into cold sweat, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, but the muzzle of the gun was still on his forehead.
Wang Gensheng had no scruples and directly pulled the trigger.
Sangbiao was so scared that he closed his eyes. Although he was ruthless, he met someone more ruthless than him today.
The gun didn't go off, but a blue flame burst out.
Oh my God, Sangbiao's hair was set on fire in an instant.
"Oh my god, it hurts..." Sangbiao quickly went to pat the fire with both hands, but his sleeves also caught fire.
Seeing a smelly ditch on the side of the road, Sangbiao jumped in with a plop.
When he got up again, he was either Sangbiao or a zombie.
There was a stench emanating from his body, which was awfully unpleasant.
"You are cheating." Sang Biao couldn't laugh or cry and cursed loudly.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take a bath in the reservoir, your uncle's smells too bad." As he spoke, Wang Gensheng raised his leg and kicked him over.
Oh my god, Sangbiao flew up like a football and fell into the reservoir.
"Save me, save me, I can't swim..." Sangbiao is neither Sangbiao nor a zombie now, just a bereaved dog.
Li Wanru got out of the car, looked at the ups and downs of Sangbiao, and said depressedly: "Gensheng, this will really kill someone."
"Grandpa Zhang, give me the hook you used to catch the fish." Wang Gensheng laughed, looking very relaxed.
Grandpa Zhang tremblingly took out the fishhook, line and rod and handed them to Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng didn't even pull out the fishing rod, he just threw out the hook and line. This was a sure shot, and it hooked directly on Sang Biao's clothes.
"Brush, brush, catch the tortoise, catch the tortoise..." Wang Gensheng then reeled in the fishing line and sang, making the hook happy and comfortable.
Sangbiao was finally pulled up from the reservoir. After vomiting water for a while, he became completely angry.
It is unbearable. Even if I die today, I will have to compete with this brat.
The reason why he was attacked just now was purely because of a trick. Wang Gensheng was holding a lighter, which frightened him almost out of his mind.
Sangbiao picked up the machete from the ground again and slashed at Wang Gensheng desperately.
However, Wang Gensheng's skill in grabbing the white blade with his bare hands was so great that as soon as Sang Biao's eyes blurred, the machete was already in Wang Gensheng's hand.
When he regained his composure, the machete was already whittling towards him, like peeling a watermelon.
"No..." Li Wanru shouted anxiously, instead of doing this, it would be better to let Sangbiao drown just now, at least the responsibility would be smaller.
Wang Gensheng turned around and smiled lightly, then suddenly flipped his wrist and changed the direction of the blade.
At this moment, it is not cutting, but knocking, just like knocking on a wooden fish...