The waitress Xiao Hong filled a glass of water for Xiao Mao'er. Xiao Mao'er raised his neck and drank all the water in the glass. Then he wiped his mouth and leaned against the cabinet at the front desk and said to the three proprietresses: "Cousin, are you?
Didn’t you see it? Our bald boss died so miserably. He was kicked to the ceiling and then fell down with a thud. His lumbar vertebrae were shattered..."
As Xiao Maoer spoke, he matched up with the exaggerated movements, which made the proprietress and others stunned for a moment, as if they were in a fog.
"Xiao Mao'er, are you talking about storytelling? Are you kidding me? Bald Liu will be beaten to death? He is the leader of the Duan Gang, a well-known ruthless man in D City. He usually beats others to death, how can anyone else beat him to death?
?" The landlady still can't believe that Bald Liu will die. She knows that her cousin has always been a big talker, so is he trying to scare her again this time?
"That's right. There are so many young men in the Duan Gang. How could Bald Liu be beaten to death just because he was tortured to death?" Xiao Hong couldn't believe it either, staring at Xiao Mao'er with a pair of big eyes.
Xiao Mao'er was a little helpless and a little angry. Damn it, people usually believe his lies, but today he finally told the truth for the first time and no one believed him. He patted the table angrily: "Cousin, everything I said is true.
Yes, you didn’t see it. Bald Liu gave an order and more than 200 boys came in force. But guess what? He was shocked by the three punches and two kicks. They didn’t dare to move. They just watched helplessly.
The boss, Bald Liu, was tortured to death, and the pervert, Mo Liang, died even worse than Bald Liu."
"Who is so powerful?" The landlady finally realized that what her cousin said was true, and asked with her eyes widened.
"You all can't believe it when I say it. Even now I can't believe it. Let me tell you, fuck, it's a person who killed Bald Liu. Do you hear me clearly? It's a person."
"Damn it, are you deceiving people? Can one person intimidate more than 200 members of the Duan Gang? He can also kill a bald man to death." The boss's wife suddenly felt that Xiao Mao'er was getting more and more outrageous.
If someone said that Bald Liu was fucked to death, she would still believe it, but if it was said that Bald Liu was fucked to death by someone, she wouldn't believe it.
At this time, the waiter Xiaohong's face changed. Why? Because she thought of a person, the little bastard who helped a drunk girl check into a room just now. He said before that he killed Bald Liu. Could it be that he did it?
, is that really the person who killed Bald Liu?
"Who is that person?" Xiaohong asked.
Xiao Mao'er smoothed his sleeves, a look of horror appeared on his face, and then said word for word: "That person's name is Ling Shao Feng."
Speaking of Ling Shaofeng's name, Xiao Mao'er couldn't help but tremble. He had seen Ling Shaofeng's power with his own eyes. His methods and courage were definitely more ruthless than Bald Liu.
Xiaohong was stunned, Ling Shaofeng? Isn't he the person who opened the room just now?
When Ling Shaofeng checked in the room before, he took out his ID card and handed it to Xiaohong. Xiaohong took a look and saw that the name on the ID card was Ling Shaofeng.
"Boss boss, Ling Shaofeng is the young man who just rented a room upstairs... Uh, no, no, no, he's a great guy who pretends to be a pig and eats tigers." When Xiaohong confirmed that it was the young man who had just rented a room to Bald Liu.
There was unprecedented panic on his face. That person really didn't lie, it was him, that's right.
The landlady was also dumbfounded: "Really, it's really him? How did you know he was Ling Shaofeng?"
"I just saw his ID card. Yes, it's him..." Xiaohong said.
Xiao Mao'er was confused: "What? Did you just see Ling Shaofeng?"
The landlady rolled her eyes and almost fainted. Damn, I've seen this before. Just now, I was ridiculing and driving people away, and even treating them as little losers. Oh, it's over, it's over...