Chapter 206 A lot of points "Okay, cool, since you accept compensation, it will be easy to handle. How do you plan to compensate, grandson?" Mr. Qin nodded with satisfaction, stared at Zhao Ermao and asked.
Now Zhao Ermao is just a little pug, not to mention pretending to be an uncle. Even if Mr. Qin lends him the courage to ask him to say a human word, he won't dare to say anything. He just lies there like a dog and stares at Mr. Qin: "
You say it... you have the final say..."
"Okay, I won't blackmail you. The compensation for the damage, my brother's medical expenses, and my sister-in-law's mental damage expenses. If they all add up, I will give you a whole sum, and then I will give you a 20% discount, one hundred thousand.
!" Mr. Qin said with a smile and stretched out a finger.
"Ten...one hundred thousand? Isn't it 80,000 for...a 20% discount?" Zhao Ermao almost vomited out his heart, liver, intestines, stomach, kidneys and lungs when he heard this.
"What the fuck, grandma! Damn it, whatever I say is what I say, how dare you talk back, you bitch!" Before Mr. Qin could say anything, Ah San, who was standing aside, was so angry that he immediately raised his hand and gave Zhao Ermao a
hand.
Ah San's slap was so powerful that Zhao Ermao was so dizzy that he vomited blood. Tears, nose, snot, and saliva poured out. He held his head and did not dare to refute. He cried and begged: "Ten
Ten thousand... One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, brother... I was wrong... I was wrong... Oops..."
"Fuck! That's not enough. If you dare to talk back to me again, you will slap your mouth crookedly!" Ah San was in a good mood when he saw Zhao Ermao crying and begging for mercy. He turned to Mr. Qin and said, "Brother, don't deal with this kind of coward."
If you want to be reasonable, you have to hit him. If you want to beat him, if you give him a favor, just slap him in the face!"
"Hey... don't be so violent. Asan, Officer Lin is supervising from the side. We are not bandits. We are here to reason and pay debts. Killing people to pay debts and paying back money is a matter of course!" Mr. Qin said.
He waved his hand and reached out to pat Zhao Ermao on the head. Zhao Ermao was so scared that he groaned and hid aside.
Ah San looked back at Lin Xiaotian, who was glaring at Mr. Qin angrily, and smiled ambiguously: "Hey, it's okay, we are all our own people, our own people..."
"Don't be afraid. Didn't you ask why it was still 100,000 after the 20% discount? Now let me tell you, if there is no 20% discount, it would be 125,000. Do you think you should pay 125,000 or 100,000?
?" Mr. Qin smiled slightly, he enjoyed this kind of torture the most.
"One hundred thousand...one hundred thousand...I'll pay you one hundred thousand...I was wrong..." It's now, even if Mr. Qin wants another hundred thousand, Zhao Ermao won't dare to talk back. He doesn't want to worry about it anymore.
If Mr. Qin changes his mind, he will have no place to cry.
"That's right. The 100,000 yuan you spent is well worth the money. My brother was fucked by the horseman you brought. Otherwise, you asked me to give you the scoop. I don't need the 100,000 yuan.
, do you think it’s okay?” Mr. Qin followed
Zhao Ermao patted his head twice more, and a smirk flashed across his face as he spoke. Lin Xiaotian, who was watching the Qin men pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, curled her lips in disdain and muttered: "Tch,
Fake mercy!”
Zhao Ermao has seen Mr. Qin's methods just now, and his legs and arms are still bleeding out. If you open the gourd, you can knock his head flat with a stick, so go directly to the Lord of Hell to report it.
, so he quickly howled and shook his head: "Don't...don't, I'll pay you...I'll pay you..."
"What the hell is the money in your mouth?! Just chatting here has some use, take the money!" Mr. Qin suddenly put away the smile on his face, raised his leg and violently kicked Zhao Ermao to the corner.
, staring at Zhao Ermao.
The sudden arrival of Mr. Qin shocked everyone present. Lin Xiaotian even exclaimed and thought to herself, her face changed so quickly.
"Ouch... Wuwu..." Zhao Ermao clutched his lower abdomen and twisted his face in pain. Cold sweat covered his forehead in pain, and he kept moaning.
"Don't fucking pretend to be dead, what are you asking me?!" Ah San strode forward, pulled Zhao Ermao up by his collar, threw him at Mr. Qin's feet and scolded him.
"I...I...don't have that much money now..." Zhao Ermao cried with runny nose and tears. He had only saved hundreds of thousands in the past few years following Li Yangwei. He redeemed Li Yangwei a while ago.
My elder sister put in 200,000 yuan while she still had to pay off the debt. Now she asked him to pay another 100,000 yuan. Even if I beat him to death, he wouldn't be able to spit it out!
Mr. Qin reached out and patted Zhao Ermao's swollen face, and sneered: "Listen to me, grandson, my brother is lying in the hospital for rescue. I don't care what method you use, one hundred thousand yuan today."
I have to get it, otherwise I’ll chop off your claws if it’s 10,000 yuan for one finger!” After saying that, he yelled at Ah San.
"Yes! Brother!" Ah San responded, and immediately rushed over, bent down, grabbed Zhao Ermao's thin little hand that looked like a monkey's paw, and pressed it to the ground. Then he took out a gleaming military spur from his military boots and pressed it against it.
On the little finger of Zhao Ermao's left hand: "Brother Mao, how many numbers are missing? I'll finish it for you first!"
"Don't...don't...don't cut..." Zhao Ermao was now speaking with his lips constantly twitching, looking at the dagger on his little finger with a horrified look: "One...not even a single number...
Not a single number is missing…”
"One hundred thousand yuan is a lot?" Ah San smiled coldly and still didn't let go.
"Nothing...one point...nothing less..." Zhao Ermao sobbed in reply, his little eyes staring unblinkingly at the contact between the gleaming dagger and his little finger, lest Ah San's hand trembled.
He cut it.
Ah San thrust the dagger into his military boots, patted Zhao Ermao's sweaty little head and said with a smile: "You said you would have suffered like this if you had been so happy earlier! You are just a jerk, you need to be fucked!"
"
"Yes... you... what you taught me is..." Zhao Ermao endured the pain in his arm, raised his numb hand and wiped the cold sweat from his head, nodding his head like a third grandson.
Mr. Qin was just about to continue cleaning up the pretense in front of him when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Xiao Long calling. He quickly answered the call: "What's the matter, Aaron?"
"Brother, there is some trouble here at the hospital. Xiao Wu's father got the news from nowhere and came here. If it's us who led Xiao Wu into trouble, you see..." Xiao Long reported anxiously, and Bai Bai on the side
Zhong Zai and Xing Xiaowu's father were arguing about something, and the sound of quarrels came from the mobile phone from time to time.
"Okay, you stabilize him first. I'll just go over there and be patient with the old man. After all, he's also Xiao Wu's father!" Mr. Qin thought about it for a few seconds. As the boss, he really had to take action. No matter what,
He said that Xing Xiaowu was also fooling around with him, and now that he is injured, the boss cannot help but take responsibility!
"Don't worry, brother, Brother Bai and I are on good terms. By the way, boss, have you caught Zhao Ermao for being such a jerk?" Xiao Long is indeed right. If it were another person, he would have gone crazy a long time ago, but what he saw in front of him was
He was his brother's father, so he couldn't beat or scold him, so he had to comfort and apologize all the time. He was so anxious that he was sweating all over, so he might as well have let him fight with a knife!
"Don't worry about this matter. It's all done. I'll just go over here and leave it behind!" Mr. Qin hung up the phone and told Madman and Asan: "Madman, Asan, take this kid to withdraw the money."
, I have to go back to the hospital."
The madman nodded and replied: "Come on, man, we are here!"
"Yes, if you dare to play any tricks, I will chop off ten of your toes!" Ah San glared at Zhao Ermao, who was lying on the ground and moaning, and played cruelly.
"Well, you can figure it out for yourself. I'm leaving!" Mr. Qin said, turning around, opening the door and going downstairs. Lin Xiaotian followed quickly.
"Hey, you...you just left like that? He...what if they really kill Zhao Ermao?" Lin Xiaotian asked worriedly as she chased Mr. Qin.
"Kill him, just kill him. What's the big deal? What I care about most now is my brother!" After saying this, Mr. Qin got into the car and started the car without looking back. Lin Xiaotian was afraid that Mr. Qin would throw him away and stomp him.
Stomping her feet and pouting, she got into the passenger seat.
Lin Xiaotian stared pitifully at Mr. Qin and complained in a soft voice: "You...can't you talk to me properly? I haven't offended you..."
"Oh, don't worry, Policewoman Lin, they will never kill that idiot, and they don't have to think about it. What kind of society is it now? It's so easy to kill wherever they want! They are all old people who have been in society for many years.
He has much more experience than me. If I were there, that kid's life would be in danger!" Mr. Qin was really defeated by this little policewoman. He was so tough that he turned soft. He even had tears in his eyes as he talked. He watched the most.
I can't tolerate this miserable scene.
"Then...then why is it so easy for you to kill someone?" Lin Xiaotian pretended to be aggrieved and twitched her small and exquisite nose, secretly chuckling in her heart, hum, you stinky man, I still don't believe that this police officer can't cure you!
"No reason, because the people I killed were all heinous people who deserved to die. I was driving, don't disturb me!" Mr. Qin said and stepped on the accelerator, almost shaking Lin Xiaotian, who was not wearing a seat belt.
Going back, I was so frightened that I quickly grabbed the armrest and gave Mr. Qin a hard look.
When Mr. Qin rushed all the way to the hospital, they saw Bai Zhong and Xiao Long, two tough men who were not good at words, comforting a middle-aged man. Before he could get close, Xing Xiaowu, who had a bandage on his head, walked out of the ward carelessly.
He looked at the middle-aged man angrily and said coldly: "What are you making a fuss about?!"
"You...are you okay, Xiao Wu? Let dad take a look. Dad is the only one with you. How can dad survive if you have a lot of problems..." The middle-aged man rushed to see Xing Xiaowu come out.
passed.
"I can't die yet! Didn't you marry a little vixen again? Go live again!"
Mr. Qin looked at the middle-aged man, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a Goldlion black genuine leather bag under his arm. He looked like a man who had seen the world. Lin Xiaotian, who was following Mr. Qin and had been holding in his breath, finally found an outlet.
After clicking, he glared at the angry Xing Xiaowu with disdain and said to Mr. Qin: "I saw it, this is the quality of your brother, even my father yelled at me, huh!"