Chat with your second uncle, "I...I..." The little gangster leader, who was called Brother Jiang, was hanging in the air, trembling constantly, looking at Brother Gan, not knowing what to say, It was all cold sweat, and it seemed that I remembered some terrible past events.
"Brother Jiang, this is the damn god, will you fuck him?" The gangster who had his arm removed by the fuck hadn't understood what was going on. He asked for instructions there, holding a baseball bat in his left hand and hanged on the ground, waiting. When Brother Gan was beaten so hard that he cried and called for his parents, he went up and smashed Brother Gan's arm to take revenge.
Brother Jiang didn't answer, maybe he didn't hear it at all, because he was now focused on Brother Gan. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't know Brother Gan's name, he only knew that Brother Gan was once at Harbour University of Science and Technology. During the training camp, I was wearing a camouflage uniform and thought that Brother Gan was a soldier. After racking his brains, he said cowardly: "Bing... Brother Bing, I was wrong. I don't know that it was you who came here. That boy didn't know Mount Tai. , You played well and well, why don’t I help you remove his arm?"
"Answer my question!" Brother Gan ignored Brother Jiang who pleased him like a pug, and glared fiercely.
"Brother, you have to believe me. I have never been to Harbour University of Science and Technology since that incident. I don't dare to touch the girl you like if you beat me to death!" Brother Jiang suddenly cried and explained. The next time at Haigang University of Science and Technology, Chen Hu almost destroyed his whip foot. He lay in bed for three months before he improved a little. He didn't want to offend these evil gods anymore.
Brother Gan was really impatient. After talking for a long time, he sprayed some nonsense about the donkey's lips and said no good intention to answer his own question directly. So Brother Gan rushed to the dog god a few steps and threw a big mouth, " I ask if your guy is useful?! If you don’t understand human words, what’s the point?!”
The so-called Brother Jiang is nothing else. It is the evil young man Jiang Wuya who met when he was training at Haigang University with the Zhongyitang Special Training Team. He was bullying He Jie at that time and was kicked out by Chen Hu. After going over, he claimed to be Sun Daxi's nephew. Sun Daxi was killed by himself, and he fell down. It was so damn**!
"Oh...and...it's okay..." After Brother Gan slapped her big mouth, Jiang Wuya finally found the right direction. As he said, he subconsciously protected his hand on his crotch.
Brother Gan's eyes moved along Jiang Wuya's hand to his crotch, as if he had seen his own prey, and he said with a slight remorse: "Hey, it seems that he didn't serve it well last time, and he could still jump around. , Let's clean up today!"
"Fuck! He's so stupid, he actually dares to beat Brother Jiang. He doesn't want to live anymore, right?! Let go of Brother Jiang quickly!" When Brother Gan and Jiang Wuya were having in-depth exchanges about his "little brother", Jiang Wuya took him to take care of him. The maids who came were whispering to the baseball bats and surrounded Brother Gan.
Brother Gan looked at Jiang Wuya's three little brothers in contempt, and looked like the two guys who were beaten just now. His hair was dyed like a yellow-feathered chicken, and his thin little shoulders kissed him two. The dry hairtail fish is just that small body. Brother Gan can pick it up and throw it out of the second floor with one hand. "Oh, Brother Jiang, it seems that your little brother cares a lot about you, but he just doesn't know whether they care or not. Your 'little brother'!" Brother Gan said with a scorching gaze, staring at Jiang Wuya's "little brother" who was already scared.
"Everything... all the time throws the stick down for me... This is me... my elder brother... whoever dares to say something else, I will ruin him!" Jiang Wuya now even wants to die. He knew that Brother Gan was so powerful. That guy just said he was definitely a cruel and ruthless horn. Otherwise, his second uncle Sun Daxia would not have been killed. Moreover, after the death, the police would not even take care of him. The cremation site was burned to ashes, and I didn't want to repeat the mistakes of his stupid 13 uncle.
The three horsemen were really confused by the boss who usually showed off his power, but they didn't dare to resist. So they all honestly threw the baseball bat on the ground, leaving only the second guy who had his arm broken by Brother Gan. He was so stupid that he was holding the baseball bat, but was stared at Jiang Wuya with a horrifying look. His hands trembled, and the baseball bat fell on the cement-hardened ground with a slap.
"Brother... Grandpa, just spare me, I... I'll kneel down for you..." Jiang Wuya was crying in cold sweat and begging for mercy, making the onlookers unable to understand. You whispered in a low voice. These gangsters usually kill seven or eight of them, but why are they so cowardly today? Could it be that the short one is really a figure in the Tao?
"Pick your hand away!" Seeing that Jiang Wuya was covering her crotch like a heirloom, Brother Gan suddenly wanted to play with this little 13 boy. If he remembered correctly, he used to be a dog at Harbour University of Science and Technology. I have ruined girls a lot. I thought Chen Hu's kick would have been ruined, but I didn't expect that the vitality of the dog god was really tenacious, and it seemed that he was really rejuvenated.
"Brother...you...you just give me a way out, wuwu..." Jiang Wuya looked at the smirk on Brother Gan's face and knew that there was nothing good. Not only did he not take his hand away, but he covered him tighter. The crying was so "true and sincere" and "depressed".
It seems that this silly 13 was really kicked by Chen Hu's last kick. He was so scared that he was like Brother Gan was going to kill him, "What's your fucking thing? ?!I just asked you to take your hand away, but I didn't say I wanted to castrate you. Is it not obedient?! Is it not?! Ah!? Ah?!” Brother Gan raised his hand and slapped five or six times in the face.
"Ouch... I take... I take... Stop hitting... Woo... Woo..." How could that guy Jiang Wuya stand the "serial" of Brother Gan? He was shocked and scared. He quickly let go of his hands and covered his face and howled and begged for mercy.
His three little brothers finally knew why Brother Jiang was afraid of this short one. Grandma's bear was too cruel. Without saying a word, they beat their boss's face into a pig's head, nostrils and The corners of the mouth and teeth kept bleeding, and it looked very terrifying. When I went out in the middle of the night, the timid ones would probably be scared to fall down. Therefore, the three of them stood there with their legs trembling and running, either looking or not.
"Mom, a disobedient thing! If I let go just now, I would be beaten?!" Brother Gan looked at the swollen and dough-like pig face and wanted to ravage it, so he reached out and pinched his own. A masterpiece teaches a lesson.
"Oh...Brother...Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong...Oh..." The cheek was pinched by the god brother, like a piece of salt sprinkled on the wound, and the pain was piercing. A wave of wailing like a pig was so gloomy that it scared the onlookers so much that they quickly covered their children's eyes.
"What? Does it hurt very much?" Brother Gan sneered with concern. Jiang Wuya, the second guy, nodded in cooperation, thinking that Brother Gan was going to let him go. His originally desperate little eyes recovered a little. vitality.
"What if you let the little head below share the burden with the big head above? I see that you protected so well just now. You must have been well maintained and become stronger..." Brother Gan smiled sinister when he saw that silly 13 was trapped. He glanced at his little brother.
"No... no, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it doesn't hurt at all, it doesn't hurt at all, you'd better hit the top, hit the top..." Jiang Wuya had just reacted at this time, and his intestines were almost regretting it, and his little head was shaking. It's like a drum, you should know that Chen Hu's last time kicked his vagina and made him lie on the hospital bed for a whole month. Fortunately, the thing works. If he had suffered a severe injury, he might have been. Hua Tuo was too busy to turn things around in his life.
"Damn! You kid aren't stupid either. What's wrong with the lesson that last time wasn't profound?!" Brother Gan cursed and slapped again, so he couldn't even open his mouth.
Jiang Wuya now even had the heart to kill the little yellow-haired guy who provoked Gan Ge, and cried and begged for mercy, "Master... mercy... mercy me... I... I will never dare again... Never again Dare... "
"I want to spare you too, but unfortunately your blind little brother swept my happiness today. How do you think this mental loss is calculated?" Brother Gan raised his hand and patted him and knelt in front of him and was so scared that he was honestly scared. The pale-faced grandson said with a smile.
Jiang Wuya quickly suggested: "Brother...why...will you remove that kid's legs? I promise he doesn't dare to say half of the word "no"!"
Brother Gan raised his hand and slapped him, "Go to you, mom, you think I'm a pig slaughter, you'll take off your front hooves and then take off your back legs! How much do you think his arm is worth? Thin and Like a monkey, even if you lose eight yuan, you can’t sell three melons and two dates!”
"Then... how much do you... want?"
"Fuck! Why do you think I'm cheating you? You compensated me for my mental loss, not me! Do you understand?! Do you understand?!" Brother Gan shook his hands and fed Jiang Wuya another meat cake. past.
"I understand, I understand... How about you think of 10,000?" Jiang Wuya's lit on the other end was like a chicken pecking at rice, not to mention that he was so obedient and well-behaved.
"Pa~" Brother Gan didn't answer, but just expressed his meaning through physical movements.
"Twenty thousand?"
Before I finished speaking, I heard another "bang".
"Woo...50,000?" Jiang Wuya finally bleeded and gritted his teeth and sobbed.
“Are there many?”
"Ah? Not too much, not too much..." Jiang Wuya didn't dare to say half of the word "more". As long as he opened his mouth, he would get a big mouth, and he was afraid of being beaten.
"Okay, since it's not much, then just 60,000. Five sounds worse than six-good! I'll have to play with my children in a while and give you an hour to send the money to me. It won't be overdue, if I can't get it together. If you don’t have enough money, then go and chat with your second uncle!” Brother Gan nodded and sneered, Grandma, if I can’t play, you won’t call me!