"Bah!" The man was weakly spitting the broken teeth wrapped in scarlet blood in his mouth on the ground. His nose, eyes, and cheeks were no longer intact. His eyes swollen like the eyes of giant pandas.
Although it was bleeding, the man still laughed, and the saliva mixed with blood flowed out. But he ignored it and smiled mockingly: "You have the ability to beat me to death, otherwise I wouldn't say it
.I will say it when I meet in the underworld, but you have to go on as soon as possible, otherwise I won’t wait for you!”
The man's words completely angered Jiang Mingguo, and Jiang Mingguo frowned, "Use needle!"
When the two bodyguards heard this, they seemed to have no feeling at all. Each of them took out an iron box from their pocket, opened the iron box, and took out a few sharp needles from the iron box.
Walking to the man's side, pulling the man's hand up, then, two of them, one left and one right, and on the man's fingers, they put the silver needles one by one **** his fingers, and the scarlet blood immediately came out.
A finger gushed out.
How can there be no reason for the heart to be connected with ten fingers?
Although the man was a little confused when he was beaten, his eyes suddenly widened at this moment, which was an expression of extreme pain. His muscles were tense, and blue veins bulging out from his neck, looking very painful.
Seeing this, Jiang Haoping smiled proudly, "Is it that you proud, do you think we can't deal with you? Don't be too naive!"
Two bodyguards inserted four silver needles into the man's injury. The man's head was slightly lowered and his whole body was trembling slightly.
"I'll give you a chance now. Do you want to say it or not?" Jiang Mingguo asked coldly, "My patience is limited. If you still want your life, it's best to tell me it!
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"Bah, don't insult your uncle's personality. You can kill and cut you whatever you want. I'm not afraid of death, what are you afraid of in pain?" The man smiled, smiled tragically, with a momentum of looking at death.
"Very, very good, I'm very curious, what benefits did Wu Xie give you, and actually make you so loyal to him!" Jiang Mingguo asked curiously, but in fact he had a hint of jealousy in his heart. He was jealous of Wu Xie's possession.
Such a subordinate, but I don't have one.
The man snorted coldly, the irony in his eyes was very obvious, "I am a killer, I only do things for money, but the killer has the principles of the killer. If you want to insult my character as a killer, you are not qualified. At least I can
I deserve a qualified killer, but you cannot be called a competent municipal party secretary! Haha, so I despise you!"
"I despise you!" The man said this sentence loudly.
A strange light appeared in the eyes of the two bodyguards.
Jiang Mingguo smiled coldly. Indeed, he did not have the responsibility of a municipal party secretary. How could a qualified municipal party secretary smuggle drugs?
"You are right!" Jiang Mingguo laughed furiously, "But what can you do if you are a qualified killer? In the end, it was carried in the hands of me, the secretary of the municipal party committee. Don't you feel a very sad feeling?
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"Sad? I don't understand what you bullshit people say. I'm happy. Even if I die, I'll be happy." The man sneered.
"Okay, very good. It seems that I, Jiang Mingguo, met a character today. However, I will not kill you. I will torture you slowly. I want to see when you can hold on."
Jiang Mingguo sneered, then ordered the two bodyguards: "Continue, don't show mercy."
Although the two bodyguards admired the man a little, they heard this and continued to stab the silver needle in their hands into the rest of the man's fingers. The man was right, he was a qualified killer, and the two of them were also qualified.
bodyguard.
Every time a silver needle was stabbed, the man bit his lips and frowned and suffered a lot, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end.
In the end, he finally fainted, and all his energy had been exhausted by himself.
Jiang Mingguo looked at the unconscious man and waved his hand, "Please carry him down and lock him up."
After Jiang Mingguo finished speaking, the two bodyguards carried the man away.
"Dad, so as not to cause trouble, it's better to kill him directly." Jiang Haoping said with a frown, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Haoping, how many times have you told you, but you are so uneasy. If you do this, what else is there to be wonderful? What needs to be enjoyed in life is this process. If you don't even feel his fear,
It would be a pity for him to kill him! It was just a cheaper guy Wu Xie, this guy is a tough guy!" Jiang Mingguo said helplessly.
"What should we do?" Jiang Haoping frowned and asked. Wu Xie was the thing he cared most about. Wu Xie did not die for a day, and he was not happy at all.
"Take it slow, I heard that the man has taken action. No matter who he is, another batch of goods arrives today, follow me to see. The person in charge of this goods has been killed by me. In the future,
It's up to you to take charge, and you've worked with him for so long anyway." Jiang Mingguo said that it's better to leave it to others than to keep it in charge.
Jiang Haoping was happy when he heard this. He did manage this part with Liu Haojun before, and Jiang Mingguo's purpose was to let him learn. Liu Haojun can be said to be Jiang Haoping's teacher, but for Liu Haojun's death, Jiang Haoping
But he didn't take it much. He was trained by his own father and gradually became cold-blooded. However, Jiang Haoping himself liked this feeling very much!
After finishing the questioning of the killer who came to assassinate him, Jiang Mingguo asked Jiang Haoping to follow him downstairs. The tool leading downstairs was a steel cable elevator that could be seen outside on all sides. Walk into the elevator and close the gate.
The bodyguard next to Jiang Mingguo pressed a button, and the elevator made a "squeak" sound. Then, the elevator slowly descended down. Jiang Haoping has been here many times, but this time, in his heart
But very excited.
After passing the second and first floors, the elevator slowly descended into the basement, and the surroundings suddenly became pitch black. Only an honest light bulb above the cable elevator was on, illuminating the entire elevator. In just a while, the elevator entered.
When in the basement, a flashing light came through, a little dazzling, and Jiang Haoping blinked.
After a while, with a "click" sound, the elevator trembled, and then stopped and the elevator door slowly opened.
This is the basement of the machinery factory. Although it looks very dilapidated, it is a very spacious place. In the middle of the basement, there are several large wooden boxes. There are no less than ten tall foreigners with indifferent expressions around the wooden boxes.
The man was guarding the big boxes with a gun. Jiang Mingguo looked at the big boxes and smiled slightly. Although these boxes looked inconspicuous, in his eyes, these boxes looked even more attractive than white money.
Seeing Jiang Mingguo's arrival, a man in the lead with a headphone holding a slight rushing hand nodded to him, and then glanced at Jiang Haoping beside Jiang Mingguo.
"Boss Jiang, our boss said that given that our previous cooperation was very pleasant, our boss decided to increase the shipment this time, and hoped that our cooperation could continue more happily." The man spoke fluent Chinese.
Jiang Mingguo nodded with a smile, "I am very happy to work with you. This is my son Jiang Haoping. You will trade directly with my son in the future."
Hearing this, the man had a deep smile on his lips. Since Jiang Mingguo said that, there is only one possibility. Liu Haojun, the trader who was responsible for trading with them, has been dealt with. Such things are common in this circle.
, those bosses are actually not so relieved to those loyal subordinates.