As Long Jinhuan walked towards Zhu Guoxiang, he said to Ding Lijun behind him: "Xiaojun, ask someone to come in and clean it up. If I see these things again, I'm afraid I won't have any appetite for a few days."
Zhang Ming thought to himself, it's best if you lose your appetite for the rest of your life and starve to death, you bastard!
Long Jinhuan seemed to have heard what Zhang Ming was saying. He stopped with a sneer on his lips and looked at Zhang Ming with eyes that could see through people's psychology. Zhang Ming broke out in cold sweat and almost collapsed to death.
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Mom, is this person really so powerful that you can even hear everything he is thinking? In that case, he is really scary. It seems that you must not have any distracting thoughts in your heart in the future, otherwise he will find out.
He tortured him to death. By the way, even Wang Hui had to remind him, otherwise he would be killed.
Hey, damn it, it’s already fucking winter, and there are still geckos out and about, uh, there are mosquitoes, that’s really weird!
In fact, Long Jinhuan noticed something moving in the corner of the ceiling. It turned out to be a gecko catching mosquitoes, so he stopped and looked for two more seconds. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ming misunderstood. If Zhang Ming had known
, I think I will definitely be depressed to death.
When Ding Lijun heard what Long Jinhuan said, he notified the boys outside to come in and clean up all the corpses, bloodstains, and the large intestines with feces on the ground. Before leaving, he didn't forget to spray some air freshener.
After the conference room was cleaned up, Long Jinhuan came to Zhu Guoxiang's side. This guy was already seriously injured and was still vomiting blood from his mouth, otherwise he would not have been so quiet all the time.
Zhu Guoxiang didn't know what Long Jinhuan wanted to do. But he knew that Long Jinhuan wouldn't kill him, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered to save him before. But at this moment, his chest was so tight that he couldn't open his mouth to speak, and he didn't have the strength to stop him.
The dragon is happy.
Long Jinhuan didn't say anything. He directly put his palm on Zhu Guoxiang's back and injected some true energy into his body. The "Hua Long Jue" practiced by Long Jinhuan, the true energy in the body was close to dragon's breath, and its healing effect was better than that of elixir.
Not much different.
It has to be said that Zhu Guoxiang's body is really not resistant to beatings. After being so seriously injured, he is still alive and his life is not in danger. At this moment, being nourished by Long Jinhuan's true energy, the injury is eighty or nine points better immediately.
Zhu Guoxiang was naturally surprised. Although his injuries were life-threatening, even if he went to the best hospital and used the best medicine, he would not be able to recover for more than a month. The man in front of him was actually so powerful and he was cured in just a few minutes.
He was injured, what a miraculous ability this is!
Zhao Hai was equally surprised. He thought he could heal people's injuries, but it would have taken at least a week to cure Zhu Guoxiang's injuries. However, this person did it in less than ten minutes, which was like a deity descending from the earth.
That's it! The more he gets to know this person, the more powerless he makes Zhao Hai feel. It is a feeling of powerlessness that can never be surpassed.
As soon as Zhu Guoxiang recovered from his injury, he said ungratefully: "Why did you save me? I won't be grateful to you."
"Seeing that you still have some skills, I will accept you as a coolie and a thug and make you work for me!" Long Jinhuan said bluntly.
He didn't say that he would accept Zhu Guoxiang as his younger brother, because for Yulong Jinhuan, only Qian Long, the others and Ding Lijun were worthy of being his younger brother. Although the younger brother was also used as a servant, he had to show brotherhood to the younger brother.
.But coolies and thugs are only used for slavery and can be discarded at any time. There is no need to talk about any friendship. Zhu Guoxiang and Zhao Hai are only qualified to be Long Jinhuan's coolies.
"Don't think that I will repay you for saving me. Not to mention that you killed the gang leader and was an indirect helper in killing Jiang Feng. Even if you were completely my savior, I would not agree to your request. I
Although Zhu Guoxiang is a villain, he is also a man. I will not do anything undignified." Zhu Guoxiang said firmly,
Damn, that's pretty cool. Knowing that you are a man, if you were a eunuch, even if you were Dongfang Bubai and had great martial arts skills, I would not let you be my coolie, otherwise I would be sick to death.
"Don't speak so harshly. Things are unpredictable. You might regret it later."
"You are the only ones who regret it. I will avenge the gang leader and Jiang Feng!" Zhu Guoxiang said.
Long Jinhuan stopped talking to Zhu Guoxiang and walked towards the conference table. Long Jinhuan was confident that this guy would work for him. The reason was very simple. This guy was a martial arts fanatic. He had practiced Iron Sand Palm to the point where he could look like a second-rate low-level internal martial arts master.
Confrontation shows how obsessed he is with force.
Long Jinhuan doesn't have much else. He has a lot of secret books and power-enhancing elixirs. There will be a big giveaway later. It would be strange if this guy is not greedy and tempted.
Long Jinhuan returned to his previous seat. As for the main seat, it was Ding Lijun who took the seat. This could be regarded as establishing prestige for him. After all, the future leader of the gang would be Ding Lijun.
Just after Long Jinhuan sat down, Zhao Hai over there said: "Mr. Long, Mr. Long, there is no need for Mr. Long to use someone as ungrateful and ignorant of praise as Zhu Guoxiang. This will only create trouble for the tiger!"
Long Jinhuan looked at Zhao Hai thoughtfully, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a trace of ridicule, and then said: "Pang Dahai, um, do you mind if I call you this?"
The fat on Zhao Hai's face trembled slightly. It was obvious that he minded, but he said with a smile: "It is my honor to give Mr. Long a nickname."
"Well, I will call you Fat Dahai from now on. Fat Dahai, do you know that what you said before made me feel that you are treating me like a fool. Do you think I will kill you just because of your words?"
Zhu Guoxiang?"
Seeing Zhao Hai's eagerness to explain, Long Jinhuan raised his hand to stop him from speaking, but continued speaking himself.
"You, Fatty Dahai, are a smart man, and I am not stupid either. You suddenly turned your guns and attacked Jiang Feng and the others. I can certainly see your purpose. It was just that you felt that Xiaojun and I were stronger.
You think you have no chance of winning in a head-on fight, so you do treacherous things in order to survive. And Xiaojun and I didn't take advantage of the fight between you and Zhu Guoxiang to get rid of you just now. You should also understand what we mean, and we accept your decision.
Surrender. Since everyone is sensible, you don’t know the purpose of keeping Zhu Guoxiang? Don’t be careless with me. If your answer makes me think that you are treating me like a fool again, you should be able to imagine the consequences.
serious!"
Zhao Hai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. What he said about getting rid of Zhu Guoxiang before was just a casual comment, but after saying it, he immediately regretted it.
"I also ask Mr. Long to forgive me for my unintentional mistake. I will never have the idea of killing Zhu Guoxiang again."
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just asking you why I don't kill Zhu Guoxiang and use him for his own purposes!" Long Jinhuan said impatiently.
Zhao Hai naturally knew the purpose of not killing Zhu Guoxiang, but since it involved him, Zhao Hai naturally couldn't speak out. However, Long Jinhuan kept asking aggressively, and Zhao Hai was afraid of Long Jinhuan's strength, so he had to speak.
"Mr. Long's purpose of retaining Zhu Guoxiang is nothing more than two points. First, Mr. Long has great martial arts skills and extraordinary wisdom. It is natural that such a great person will do something big, so he will inevitably need some subordinates for you to dispatch, and Zhu Guoxiang
If you happen to have some skills, Mr. Long will naturally keep them for your use."
Zhao Hai first flattered Long Jinhuan. After all, you can win the favor of others by saying nice things.
"Go on." Long Jinhuan said without sadness or joy.
"Another point may be related to me. The clear point is that Mr. Long wants to use Zhu Guoxiang to contain me. After all, Mr. Long and I were enemies more than ten minutes ago, and my previous performance was indeed somewhat disgraceful. Therefore, an enemy wants to
I would be worried if I wanted to follow myself. In addition, our Qunying Gang was originally divided into two factions. Now Jiang Feng's faction has almost been wiped out, while our side is basically unscathed, and there is still a small army.
It is also very weak. In this way, the entire Qunying Gang belongs to me. If I have any selfish motives, there is no guarantee that I will do something extraordinary. Therefore, Mr. Long can consolidate Jiang Feng's forces by leaving Zhu Guoxiang behind.
It’s used to contain me, and besides, he does have some abilities, so it’s like killing two birds with one stone. But what I want to say is, Mr. Long’s martial arts are so unpredictable that even if you give me a hundred courages, I wouldn’t dare to make a mistake!”
"You are very smart. Smart people tend to live longer. I hope you will remember what I said today so that you can live longer." Long Jinhuan reminded.
In fact, Long Jinhuan did not intend to use Zhu Guoxiang to contain Zhao Hai. A small group of heroes could not afford Long Jinhuan to spend so much effort. Besides, when Zhao Hai and the others planted the life and death Gu, die loyalists would be their only
Choice. But since he thought Long Jinhuan had an ulterior motive, Long Jinhuan didn't refute it, so it was better to let him have some scruples.