This is a society where the jungle prevails. The strong are destined to be worshiped by thousands of people. Just now, a gang of gangsters, one of whom was dissatisfied and the other two were not angry, were beaten like dead dogs. Now they have become honest and begged for mercy.
Ximen Lang looked over with contempt, sneered, and said: "Now I think of surrendering, but it's too late. I've seen the strength of you people. It's completely useless. What use does our Huamen have for you wastes? So,
, you must die..."
As soon as these words came out, many black bosses turned pale with fear, trembled like chaff, and begged for mercy.
"Ah, no, Uncle Ximen, please don't kill us..."
"Uncle Ximen, just be kind and leave us with our lives. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you."
"As long as you let me go, I can do anything you want..."
Ximenlang's dark eyes rolled a few times, thinking, if I just kill these idiots, it would really be an advantage for them. No, I have to give them a hard blow. He said lightly: "Originally, with your domineering behavior just now,
I have to die, but I have always been a kind-hearted person with a bodhisattva heart.
Intestinal, therefore, I will give you a chance to live. Listen to me. First, disband your gang immediately and hand over the chassis. Second, let your family raise 10 million RMB and give it to me as a ransom.
.Only if you can do these two things can you survive, otherwise there is only a dead end."
The gang of gangsters all took a breath of cold air. They didn't expect that he would put forward such harsh conditions. They were all yelling in their hearts. You are kind-hearted and have a soft-hearted heart. It's too much!
Thinking of Ximen Lang's original suggestion for them to join Huamen, the territory would remain unchanged and they could still be altar leaders. Compared with the current conditions, it was so different that they felt regretful!
Ximen Lang's cold eyes moved to Liu Danxing's face, which was red and swollen with blood and looked like a pig's head. He looked at his nose that had become flattened due to the shattered nasal bones, and his ragged and outturned lips. He said lightly: "Isn't this
That friend who thinks our cigarettes are not good and likes to smoke soft Chinese? Your taste is really high, it is indeed extraordinary. Since you love soft Chinese so much, I will let you smoke it." He turned to Gao Jian and said
He glanced over.
Gao Jian nodded knowingly and said with a smile: "I understand." He walked over, waved his hand and ordered: "Push that guy down for me, and let's ask him to smoke Chinese cigarettes."
Four or five young men rushed over, grabbed Liu Danxing's arm, and forced him to the ground. Liu Danxing struggled hurriedly, twisting his body as hard as he could to break away, and shouted in horror: "What do you want to do? Let me go quickly..."
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Gao Jian sneered and said: "It's not that easy. Now I'll let you smoke as much as you can..." He picked up the blood-stained cigarette box from the ground and saw that there were still twelve or thirteen cigarettes left in it.
He poured them all out, took them into his hands, and ordered, "Pinch his mouth open."
The two younger brothers ignored Liu Danxing's resistance and pinched his cheeks forcefully, forcing him to open his mouth. Gao Jian bent over and squatted down, fiercely stuffed more than ten cigarettes in his hand into his mouth, and cursed
: "Damn, aren't you awesome? You only smoke soft Chinese. Now you give me these and cigarettes to eat. Do you hear me..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Liu Danxing shook his head desperately, but those people kicked and punched him even more fiercely. In desperation, he could only swallow most of the box of Chinese cigarettes into his stomach with tears in his eyes.
This is exactly what it means to say, “Don’t show off, or you’ll be struck by lightning!”
Liu Danxing deeply understood the meaning of this sentence and secretly swore in his heart that I would never soften China again!
After dealing with this guy, Ximen Lang looked at Dugu Xuanbei again and said: "There is another person here who thinks our tea is not good. Gao Jian, please take him to the bathroom and let him drink the water in the toilet.
, only after drinking a lot can you understand this matter."
Gao Jian agreed, ordered two of his younger brothers to come forward, set up the Dugu Xuan Cup and walked outside. After arriving at the bathroom, Gao Jian found a private room and asked his younger brothers to find a rag and throw it into the water.
After blocking the drain hole of the toilet, he clicked the button, and the water continued to pour into the toilet. Soon, the clean water reached the upper edge of the toilet, filling the toilet with water.
When Dugu Xuanbei saw that these people were obviously trying to be real and were definitely not joking with him, he was so disgusted that he hurriedly begged: "Brothers, please, don't let me drink the dirty water in here..."
Gao Jian sneered and said: "Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, you may not be cleaner than the water in the toilet. Humph, you dare to think that the tea is not good to drink. Now let me drink toilet water for you. How dare you pretend?
You can’t force me.” Then, he coldly ordered: “Give him some water!”
Dugu Xuanbei cried out in fear: "Ah, it's unreasonable, you actually gave me toilet water to drink, you... you went too far!"
A few boys couldn't let him speak, so they dragged him over and knelt in front of the toilet. One of them grabbed his hair and pressed it into the water in the toilet. Then a lot of bubbles came out and made a gurgling sound.
Everyone laughed and joked. "How about it? Does the water in the toilet taste good?"
"Isn't it delicious and nutritious? It's even better than ginseng soup..."
The nonsense in the bathroom continued. In the office, Ximen Lang glanced at everyone with his cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "I don't know if you agree with the conditions I mentioned. If anyone has any objections, just stand up and walk to the right."
, feel free to bring it up.”
A group of black bosses had seen the strength of the Julang Gang and felt that this guy was just a cold-blooded animal. How could they dare to go against him again? They all said, "No objection, everything will be as arranged by Brother Lang..."
"As long as I keep this miserable life, I can say anything."
"Totally agree..."
In a short time, after a desperate struggle, a group of gangsters lost all their pride and became like mountain grandsons.
Ximenlang turned around and ordered: "Tingting, give them paper and pens and ask them to write letters to their relatives to raise money. Only when the money is in place will they have a chance to survive."
"Understood!" Ke Tingting agreed, took out pens and paper from the low cabinet standing on the west wall, distributed them to the many injured black bosses, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and write, don't be in a daze!"
These people took the paper and pen and sighed secretly in their hearts. They didn't expect that they would be sorted out in such a short time. How sad! However, now they can only take one step at a time!