Looking at the five people kneeling on the ground, Zhuang Mengdie's tenderness when facing Shen Fei turned into cold frost.【】
Wang Wei and Zhang Xiaoming, do the five of them still have a choice? In Wang Wei's heart, Chen Laohu, who is so powerful, just broke off three fingers and became a dog. What else can Wang Wei do?
"Who came up with the idea of putting three-edged nails on the road, delaying car repairs, and spreading quicklime?" Zhuang Mengdie asked coldly.
As soon as Zhang Xiaoming heard this, he felt as if he was electrocuted. His eyes were full of horror. He kowtowed to the ground very quickly and defended himself: "I didn't come up with the quicklime idea. I just came up with the idea of a three-pointed nail and delaying time, I...I..."
"Break off a finger!" Sen Han's voice came out. Zhang Xiaoming's words stopped abruptly and he looked at the people around him with some confusion. When he saw Chen LaoHu walking towards him with a dagger, he saw Chen LaoHu's eyes again. There was a fierce light inside, and the two rows of teeth kept fighting up and down...
When Chen Laohu grabbed his hand, Zhang Xiaoming suddenly had a determined light in his eyes, his body no longer trembled, and his voice no longer trembled, "If I cut off a finger, can I join the Crazy Gang? Can’t you also get five thousand yuan a month?”
As soon as he said this, Wang Wei, who was kneeling next to Zhang Xiaoming, couldn't help but wonder, "Zhang Xiaoming is usually as timid as a mouse and is extremely afraid of death. Now he is not afraid anymore?"
Zhuang Mengdie also looked at him deeply and said coldly: "If you show that you are worth five thousand yuan, you will naturally get five thousand yuan!"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaoming nodded, took the dagger, and cut off his little finger with determination, but there was no sadness in his eyes, instead they were bright, even with some kind of expectation.
"Who came up with the idea of quicklime?"
That gangster with a flat nose hurriedly came out to claim his guilt. Zhuang Mengdie didn't even look at him and said, "Stick yourself three times!"
The snub-nosed gangster breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that another finger would be broken, so he stepped forward and took the dagger, and stabbed himself three times in the thigh.
Zhuang Mengdie stared at Wang Wei and the others again, "Don't think that if you bully a few juniors in study, you are the eldest brother and you can mess with anyone. I will let you go today and don't appear in my sight in the future. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!”
"Yes, yes, we will never dare to appear in front of you, we will never dare..." Wang Wei was also relieved. He was afraid that the female devil in front of him would just say, "Break off a few fingers or pierce them." "How many knives?" and the like.