Everyone was stunned and instinctively looked in the direction where the man was looking.
At this moment, the man's expression suddenly changed. He changed his panic expression just now, and a cold light flashed in his eyes!
His whole body straightened up in an instant, and he pulled out a sharp dagger from his lower back with one hand like lightning, and stabbed Badong in the throat with a swipe!
All this happened so suddenly, in the blink of an eye!
The slender and sharp dagger stabbed directly into Badong's throat. Badong's eyes widened, and he suddenly lost his breath before he even had time to react!
The surroundings were suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The air seemed to freeze instantly.
Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened wide, as if they were under a restraining spell.
Dark red blood gushed out along Badong's throat. A few seconds later, the fat body suddenly fell on its back with a muffled sound!
There was deathly silence all around.
Is Badong dead like this?
The man looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he still didn't understand his hatred for killing Badong. He stepped forward and stepped on Badong's face, angrily yelling, "Badong, you also have today, but this way of death is too cheap for you."
Damn it, I wish I could cut you into pieces with a thousand knives, peel off your skin and bones!"
"Badong is dead!"
At this moment, someone from the crowd suddenly shouted.
Immediately afterwards there was a burst of cheers and applause like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
Badong is famous for its evil reputation, and the people of Lasan City are miserable. Seeing that this bastard finally got his due end, everyone cheered and shouted with excitement!
Cardinal, who has a strong sense of justice, also clapped his hands and shouted loudly, "Well done, this bastard should have died long ago. That man is as upright a man as you are!"
Hongque clapped her hands excitedly and turned her head to glance at Yang Xuan.
But suddenly I found that Yang Xuan's face was extremely calm, without any disturbance at all.
"What's wrong with you? Aren't you happy that this bastard is dead?"
Cardinal asked curiously.
Yang Xuan folded his hands in front of his chest, with a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly, "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."
Before Cardinal could react, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "It's too cheap for this bastard to die like this, let's chop his body into mincemeat!"
When the excited people heard this, they immediately agreed, but just as they were about to rush forward, a voice suddenly sounded, "It seems that everyone likes me, but my meat is too hard, I'm afraid no one can
It can be chopped."
In an instant, the crowd that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.
It turned out to be Badong’s voice!
But Badong is already dead. How can a dead person talk?
At this time, the door of a black luxury car following behind opened, and a person slowly walked out of it.
This man is fat, not tall, with a short and stocky figure. He wears a black leather mask that covers two-thirds of his face, and a local ethnic costume studded with countless gems. He squints his eyes and looks around.
The crowd took a look.
The crowd around him suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and everyone began to tremble violently uncontrollably!
His expression changed from initial confusion to endless fear!
This person turned out to be Badong!
And then they realized that the dead man was just Badong's stand-in, and the real Badong was sitting in the luxury car behind!
It’s over!
It's all over now!
Just now they were swearing loudly and shouting that they wanted to chop Badong's body into minced meat. Badong saw all this!
And the man who took the lead in shouting that he wanted to chop Badong's body into mincemeat was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud, his face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was shaking violently like chaff!
The doors of a dozen other luxury cars opened at the same time, and a group of fierce and strong men stepped out one after another.
Without saying a word, one of the leaders walked towards the man who was paralyzed on the ground with a knife.
The man was so frightened that a large piece of his crotch became wet. He quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Brother Badong, please forgive me. I don't dare to do it anymore. I was wrong. Please forgive me!"
However, the strong man holding the knife ignored him and walked up to the man without saying a word, raising the butcher knife high.
"Wait a minute."
At this time, Badong suddenly said something slowly, then turned his head and said slowly to the strong man holding the knife, "We are all civilized people, how can we commit murder on the street?
If he dies, wouldn't his family be very sad?"
When the man heard this, he burst into tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Brother Badong, thank you, Brother Badong!"
However, Badong's next words made him fall instantly.
"Haha, you're welcome. Everyone in Lasang City knows that I, Badong, am a civilized person. In order not to make your family sad, I will definitely reunite your family later."
These words made the people around him feel a chill rushing straight to their foreheads, and everyone's calves were trembling violently as if they were being electrocuted.
This time, the man did not yell and beg for mercy. His eyes were empty and lifeless, his face was pale and bloodless, and his expression was dull. However, he was frightened out of his mind.
Because he knew the meaning of Badong's words.
Badong not only wants to kill him, but also wants to kill his whole family!
Badong spoke in a slow tone, with a smile on his face, as if he was talking about something as ordinary as eating and sleeping.
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the man who was still holding the long and narrow dagger dripping with blood. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. It's just that there are so many people who hate me. I really remember."
I don’t know who you are, why don’t you introduce yourself?”
The man held the dagger tightly in his hand and stared at Badong with both eyes, as if he was about to spit out fire.
Then without saying a word, he shouted angrily, held the dagger and rushed towards Badong.
Badong stood motionless, with a smile on his face.
As soon as the man took two steps forward, he was punched in the stomach by a burly man with long hair next to him, then grabbed his hair and pushed him to his knees on the ground.
The man wanted to break free, but found that the hand of the burly, long-haired man on his shoulder was as strong as a caliper. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
"Badong, you bastard, you will be struck by lightning sooner or later, and you will die badly!"
The man roared at Badong at the top of his lungs.
Badong's face still had that smiling expression, and he said slowly to the man, "I am becoming more and more curious. Who are you? You hate me so much that I really can't remember who you are."
Who is it?"
The man gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Ba Dong, do you still remember the brother and sister who were buried alive by you three years ago?"
Badong touched his chin gently, then made a look of realization, and smiled, "Oh oh oh, I remembered, it turned out to be you. Didn't I already bury you then? Why are you still alive?