After Faith, who came from the Huamen of Country M, was beaten up by Fatty Han, he immediately turned into an obedient black donkey and didn't dare to be stubborn anymore.
Ximenlang looked at the curls on his head, frowned and said, "Why does this bastard have hair? Kai Feng, please shave his head, that way he looks more like it."
"As commanded."
Liu Kaifeng agreed, stepped forward quickly, reached out with his arm, and the chain knife came out of its sheath. The cold light flashed and struck Faith's head.
Faith was taken aback. He was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "No..."
The moment the chain knife was about to hit the opponent's head, Liu Kaifeng's wrist shook, and the sharp blade changed direction and passed sideways, cutting off a piece of hair and letting it float away in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, the chain knife turned back and forth around Faith's head, flashing countless silver lights, and the curved hair fell off piece by piece. After a while, Faith was shaved into a shiny bald head, leaving only the area around the ears.
There was still some remaining hair, and he was not injured.
"Whoa!"
Putting the chain knife into its sheath, Liu Kaifeng smiled and said, "Brother Lang, I've shaved his head. What do you think?"
Ximen Lang gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good sword skills!" He pretended to look at Feisi for a while, nodded and said: "You really look like a bastard this time, son of a bitch, I accept the gift from the Huamen of your Country M.
Go back and tell your boss that one day I will give him a big gift in return."
Seeing that the other party wanted to let him go, Faith felt a sense of joy in his heart. He felt that the pain on his body was slightly relieved. He hurriedly said: "I will bring the words of the chief sect master. Well...can I leave?"
Already?"
Ximen Lang nodded, "Let's go. The banquet we have prepared is for people, not for the bastards, so I won't let you eat here. You can go."
"I'm leaving now, lest you look annoying..." Faith endured the pain and was about to stand up.
Ximen Lang said in a cold voice: "What are you doing up?"
Faith was stunned for a moment, and for fear of being beaten again, he hurriedly knelt down again and said, "I'm leaving."
Ximen Lang said: "The bastard should crawl. I want you to crawl out of Kunming City."
"This..." Faith hesitated for a moment and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll crawl..."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "That's not all. You still have to crawl and shout loudly that you are a bastard."
Faith whispered: "Is it too much?"
But he saw a ferocious look in Fatty Han's eyes, and he shouted sternly: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and crawl for me, otherwise, I will let you go out sideways."
Faith was startled. Thinking about it, crawling out is a hundred times better than going out sideways. No matter what, he still has his life. He said with fear on his face: "OK, I crawl... I crawl..."
So, this black man from country M lay on the ground, supported the weight of his body with one arm, and slowly crawled forward.
Fatty Han scolded: "Shout loudly to me, do you hear me?"
Faith felt that his whole body hurt when he moved. This kind of crime was really not something that anyone should suffer. When he heard the devilish fat man scolding him, he turned around and asked, "What are you shouting for?"
"You are a bastard..."
Faith shouted: "You are a bastard."
"I'll fuck your mother..." The furious Fatty Han took two steps forward, raised his elephant-like right foot, and stepped down hard.
Faith let out a pitiful howl and fell to the ground suddenly. He felt that his spine was about to break. He couldn't help but shed turbid tears, which were stained with snot and dust, and stained his face everywhere.
Before the matter was settled, Ximen Lang cursed in his heart, you damn, don’t blame me for being cruel, you came here to provoke me and seek death, I have done my best to leave you with a piece of shit! He smiled and said: "What a pity, this
There is no hard cover on the bastard's back, someone can get one and tie it to his body."
Bu Qingyun volunteered and said, "I'll do it." He left quickly.
Not long after, Bu Qingyun came back, carrying in his hand a tortoise cover cut from thick cardboard, one meter in diameter, with a cover pattern painted with green paint. The piece of armor in the middle was empty and unpainted, with four words written on it, "M."
King Eight!" This cover has holes on all sides and is threaded with ropes, which is very thoughtful.
Liu Kaifeng and others lifted Faith up, put the cover on the guy's back and tied it, then threw him on the ground and laughed.
"What a black-headed green turtle."
"No, you said it wrong. It should be the black-headed, green-covered, glasses-wearing bastard from Country M."
"Yes, this title is more appropriate..."
Fatty Han yelled loudly: "Damn it, don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and crawl for me..."
Faith got up with difficulty, endured the severe pain and slowly crawled forward, shouting as he climbed, "I am a bastard, I am a bastard..." He regretted in his heart why he had to come to Huamen to humiliate the other party.
, and now he is being punished like this.
When the artificial turtle climbed to the place where the banquet was placed in the courtyard, many gang bosses poured the wine in their glasses over and cursed, "You motherfucker, you didn't even look at where this place was, and you went to Huamen."
Pretend to be here?"
"Damn it, you think we, the people of country Z, are easy to bully?"
"Damn it, I take you foreigners so seriously that you don't even know who you are..."
On that day, a very special sight appeared in Kunming City. The artificial turtle played by Faith was struggling to walk on the road. Because one of his arms was broken, his movements were very slow, which was not much better than a real turtle.
Passers-by stopped to watch, and many took out their cameras or mobile phones to take pictures, thinking this was a unique performance art.
In this Huamen celebration, in addition to M country Huamen, there was also YN Huamen who came to congratulate her. She was a graceful woman with a bamboo hat on her head and YN cheongsam.
The cut of YN's cheongsam is different from that of country Z. It is flatter and tighter, and does not allow for fat anywhere on the body. It is slit up to the waist and wears loose sand trousers underneath. Therefore, this extreme shape
The strong visual contrast will make people think that YN women's waists are very slender, and they are truly too full to hold.
This emissary from YN Huamen called himself Ruan Pingling. He was in his mid-twenties, slightly dark-skinned, and quite pretty. He was wearing a pea-green alternative cheongsam and walked like a willow in the wind.
When Ruan Pingling, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a cloth bag, appeared in front of everyone, she immediately attracted the attention of many men. She smiled nonchalantly, showing her white teeth, and came to the place where the gifts were collected.
First, he put his hands together and bowed.
Several members of the Huamen on the opposite side were a little flattered and hurriedly stood up and clasped their fists in return. One of them asked: "Excuse me, madam, are you..."
Ruan Pingling said in fluent Chinese: "YN Huamen congratulates Mr. Ximen on becoming the general sect leader..."