Dong Dong Dong, Wang Gensheng knocked Sang Biao's head until stars popped out and swayed here and there.
He was not mauled to death, but he was frightened half to death.
Of course, it was because Wang Gensheng didn't want him to die, otherwise, his life would not have been preserved until now.
After a long while, although Sangbiao's head was not knocked by Wang Gensheng again, his fingers were caught by Wang Gensheng again.
Sangbiao's men were all confused. This guy didn't seem to know how to do anything else except scratch his fingers. Does it bother him?
The key point is that this guy is too ruthless. He just breaks his fingers when he grabs them. He is probably a psychopath. He likes to hear the snapping sound when his fingers are broken.
At this moment, Wang Gensheng grabbed Sang Biao's finger, but his face was bright and sunny: "Please call your boss and ask him to send 800,000 yuan."
Sang Biao was a desperate man who lost his life but did not lose heart. He cursed angrily: "I will send your sister away..."
His scolding paid a heavy price. Wang Gensheng's hand moved back and there was a clicking sound.
Oh my god, it's really broken.
Sangbiao was so painful that his eyes were filled with stars, and he was worse than dead: "I, I...go..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as his cursive words came out of his mouth, Wang Gensheng actually broke off his broken finger, and it was no different from before.
There was another excruciating pain, and it turned out that the recovery of a broken finger was just as painful.
What a painful realization, Sang Biao cursed again: "Pervert, devil, scum..."
Wang Gensheng glanced at Sangbiao and couldn't help but feel a little moved. You are still a tough guy.
Suddenly, my childlike innocence grew, and I pushed back hard again.
After the click, it’s oh my god!
Immediately afterwards, Wang Gensheng felt that his broken finger was not easy to see, so he restored it.
Sangbiao was so dumbfounded and so hurt!
I have never seen such a person take someone else's finger and use it as a toy.
It's like that kind of folding stick that bends sometimes and straightens sometimes, without any regard for other people's feelings.
Sangbiao is such a ferocious team, but now they are like pigs and dogs.
He cursed secretly in his heart: Humans think that I am a devil, but your uncle is the ancestor of devils.
Even if you are a tough guy, you can't stand repeated hardships.
After being trained by Wang Gensheng again and again, Sangbiao became as soft as a little sheep.
He knelt down with a plop: "Brother, uncle, uncle, ancestor, can you change some other moves? I am completely convinced."
Wang Gensheng was confused: "This is strange. You are the leader of the three overlords. How could you admit defeat? You have no professional ethics!"
Baldhead and the others were frightened when they heard this. Overlords are human beings, and they cannot withstand the torture. If you continue to torment them, Overlords will only become bastards.
"Uncle, we have something to talk about. I really can't bear it any longer. You'd better let me go first!" Sang Biao never asked for help. At this moment, it was just because life would be worse than death.
"It's your grandma's, who's talking to you? You're a gangster, but I'm not!" Wang Gensheng looked a little helpless and said angrily.
"..."
Sangbiao's face is full of black marks, and the underworld actually has its moments of being hacked.
Not long after, the sirens actually sounded.
Let me go, who is the one who is full and has a big block?
Wang Gensheng frowned and looked over, and sure enough, two police cars drove over.
"You dare to call the police?" Wang Gensheng exerted another force, and Sang Biao's newly recovered finger was broken again.
"Uncle, are you confused? My hand is in yours, so there is no time to call the police." Sang Biao was dumbfounded again.
"What about them?" Wang Gensheng pointed at Baldhead and the others.
The bald man and the others shook their heads repeatedly, like a wavy drum.
This is strange for his uncle. Who reported so many things to the police? The fun has just begun!
While he was wondering, a helpless voice from Zhao Tiexin came from behind: "I called the police. I'm afraid things will get serious."
Come on, people who are not even afraid of death are now afraid of making things worse. They are really bold and pretend to be careful. They don't show off when they should.
Wang Gensheng was also dumbfounded. He strongly suspected that Zhao Tiexin had been shot in the head and had sequelae.
I originally wanted to carry out a counter-blackmail operation openly, but now I have called the police.
Alas! I didn’t see a donkey either. How come he was kicked in the head by a donkey?
Not long after, not only the police car drove up, but the ambulance also came roaring.
A man in uniform jumped out of the car. Wang Gensheng looked over and couldn't help but smile a little awkwardly.
Why does this person look familiar? He seems to have appeared in front of Li He before. What is his name?
Alas, as we get older, we also become more forgetful. Wang Gensheng couldn't help but frown.
When Sangbiao saw the one in uniform, it was like seeing his own mother, Re and I, even though he and the one in uniform were incompatible before.
"So it's you?" The man in uniform looked at Wang Gensheng, showing a hint of helplessness: "What on earth is going on? Why are so many people lying down?"
Wang Gensheng showed a hint of slyness and smiled lightly: "Oh, we are playing the game of eagle catching chicken with them!"
Sang Biao suddenly got up from the ground: "Report, he is not playing games with us, but doing extreme harm to our bodies."
The man in uniform was a little confused. He had only met Wang Gensheng once.
Of course, he also knew that Wang Gensheng had great medical skills, but he didn't know that Wang Gensheng also had great medical skills.
Looking at Sangbiao and others, he asked doubtfully: "Who are you? How can I believe that he can hurt you all by himself?"
"Asuo, it's true. He not only hurt our bodies, but also caused great harm to our bodies and minds." Sang Biao said quickly.
Go ahead, you are so fragile!
The man in uniform laughed and asked angrily: "Where is the harm he has caused you?"
Sangbiao quickly raised his hand. He felt heartbroken when he saw it. His fingers were connected to his heart and his muscles were connected. This man was completely a devil.
The man in uniform looked over and couldn't help but frown: "Your hands are no different. You have to understand that perjury is also illegal."
Sangbiao couldn't laugh or cry, he had no love left, he had clearly broken off just now, but unexpectedly, the devil returned to his original state for the last time.
"Asuo, he just played with my fingers like this, you don't even know what it feels like." Sang Biao couldn't describe the feeling just now.
In one word, life is worse than death.
The man in uniform bent one finger, straightened it, straightened it, bent it, and repeated several times: "This is nothing, are you exaggerating?"
Sang Biao was speechless, such a painful realization could not be expressed in words!
The bald man got up from the ground. His fingers were still pointing backwards, which was the iron evidence: "Asuo, even if this is the case, this guy just now..."
Before the man in uniform could look over, Wang Gensheng's hand had already been stretched out.
With a slight hook, the bald fingers returned to their original position.