Li Haiping obviously knew these gangsters, his face darkened, and he yelled: "This is my place of work, get out of here, I don't have time to greet you!"
"Hahaha... this old guy is still so stubborn!" Upon seeing this, one of the Huangmao men laughed coldly and said, "It's a shabby cemetery, a place where dead people are buried, and you still think of it as a place where dead people are buried.
Baby, what else did you say about your place of work?"
"Come on, let us see how you work!"
"Drink...puff..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Mao spit out thick phlegm on Qin Xiaorou's tombstone!
In an instant, Chu Tianhe's eyes flashed with an icy murderous intent, and his eyes were directly locked on that yellow hair!
"What are you doing, you little brat!"
Li Haiping has been working as a tombkeeper all his life. He respects these deceased people very much. The tombstones are their faces. Every day, Li Haiping will carefully wipe every tombstone.
Seeing Huang Mao spitting on the tombstone, he immediately became angry and hurriedly squatted down. He didn't mind being dirty, so he directly raised his arm and wiped Qin Xiaorou's tombstone clean with his sleeves!
"Hahahaha, do you see, this old guy is just a coward who wipes tombstones!"
Huang Mao was still provoking Li Haiping. When he was bending down to wipe the tombstone, he stepped on Li Haiping's head and scolded: "Old man, let me tell you, your son was in Sister Ling's casino again today.
Lost money!"
"Sister Ling has already deducted 300,000 yuan. If it's less than 300,000 yuan, I'll take off one of your son's arms!"
Huang Mao stepped on Li Haiping's head with an unusually arrogant attitude. This was not the first time that something like this had happened. Li Haiping, an unfilial son, loved gambling the most. He had gambled away two houses in his family, so that
Li Haiping can only live in the management room of Lingxiao Cemetery!
"I have no money!"
"No money?" Huang Mao sneered, stepped on Li Haiping's head harder, and said: "If you don't have money, then just wait to collect your son's body!"
"Bang!!"
Huang Mao yelled arrogantly, but the moment he finished speaking, Chu Tianhe, who had already had murderous intent in his heart, kicked Huang Mao on the chest!
With this kick, Huang Mao felt that his internal organs were about to be broken, and three or four ribs were broken. He staggered back five or six steps, covered his chest, and knelt on the ground!
"Fuck, you dare to hit Brother Dog, you are so tired of living, aren't you?!"
"Brother Dog, how are you?"
I saw Huang Mao kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, breathless in pain, blood oozing out of his mouth, the blood was stretched into threads, and fell to the ground drop by drop!
In order not to damage the other tombstones, Chu Tianhe had already controlled the force of his kick, which was enough to shatter Huang Mao's internal organs, allowing him to report to the King of Hell!
"Stop it all!"
Seeing those little bastards picking up the guy and about to greet Chu Tianhe, a middle-aged woman slowly walked over, smoking a cigarette, and said: "It would be bad to break such a handsome guy!"
This person was Sister Ling. She was in her early forties. Although she was a little fat, her skin was well maintained and she was dressed like a lady. Her eyes slowly fell on Chu Tianhe and she spoke.
He said: "Little handsome boy, it is natural to pay back debts. My people came to collect debts, but you injured my people. Isn't this too unruly?"
Sister Ling smoked a cigarette and glanced at Chu Tianhe ambiguously. The slightly raised corners of her mouth brought out the black mole at the corner of her mouth, which was extremely provocative!
"I'll give you two ways, either pay back the money now, I'll forget about it and put that kid back!"
"Either you come to my room tonight, make me feel comfortable, and stay by my side. I can forgive that kid's debt!"
