"You're right, I am indeed a Thousand Hands. But I would like to ask you, if I win the bet of Thousand Hands, the Second Master can keep the debt. Then if someone else doesn't pay Thousand Hands, should he pay back the money he owes?"
What about giving it to others?”
Huo Yuhan frowned.
"What money?"
Before I could speak, Zheng Cheng, who was standing next to Zheng Ruhuan, suddenly interrupted:
"Uncle, the second master owed us a sum of money back then. But that was a few years ago. We, the Zheng family, have always been on good terms with my elder brother. We no longer intend to ask for this money. But he...
…”
As he spoke, Zheng Cheng pointed at me and continued:
"This kid came to Bashu to take over our boss Zheng's position. As soon as he heard that the second master owed money, he promised in public that no one could owe me money, no matter it was some brother or someone else...
"
As soon as Zheng Cheng finished speaking, Luan Quan adjusted his glasses and said with a smile:
"Actually, this is normal. I hope you can understand. After all, Mr. Chu has just arrived in Bashu and is eager to establish his authority. But asking for this money really has nothing to do with us!"
These two bastards sang and harmoniously pushed me to the front.
But all this doesn't matter to me.
Huo Yuhan ignored the two of them, looked at Zheng Ruhuan seriously, and asked:
"Boss Zheng, what do you think about this?"
Just as Zheng Ruhuan was about to speak, I held the sunglasses in my hand and said first:
"Uncle, you don't need to ask Mr. Zheng. Since Mr. Zheng has asked me to take over his company, now I have the final say on this matter! Either pay back the money or chop off your hands. Second Master, you can choose for yourself!"
As I said that, I took out my phone and quickly sent a message.
Huo Yuhan didn't say anything, but the second master beside him became furious.
He took two steps forward, raised his palms towards me, and roared:
"Want to chop off my hand? Come on, I'll give you my hand now!"
Looking at the second master, I raised the corners of my mouth and smiled coldly.
"Okay, I'll satisfy you!"
As soon as I finished speaking, the door opened wide.
I saw a group of people appearing at the door.
Standing in the middle is Lao Hei, who looks like an iron tower.
In his hand, he was also holding a dark iron axe.
Standing next to him was a disheveled mute.
The rusty sickle in his hand was tightly held in his hand.
Hong Ye and Diamond Seven were standing behind the crowd with a few women.
Uncle Huo was still as steady as a rock. He looked at Tang Lang and said with a smile:
"Tang Lang, we have known each other for some years. I trust you and come to attend your apprenticeship ceremony today, so we didn't bring anyone with me. But which song are you singing this time? Hongmen Banquet?"
Tang Lang looked a little embarrassed.
I know very well that Tang Lang lives in Bashu and will have conflicts with Ge Lao.
It is definitely not a wise move for the Rongmen of Rongcheng.
Before Tang Lang could speak, I walked to the middle of the hall.
As soon as I raised my hand, Mr. Niu's little golden knife appeared in my hand.
Looking at Uncle Huo, I said loudly:
"Uncle Huo, you don't need to rely on Brother Lao to be powerful and try to dominate others. To be honest, today's matter has nothing to do with Tang Lang. The little golden knife in my hand was a gift from his master Niu Lao.
Seeing a golden sword is like seeing a real person, Brother Tang cannot refuse me. Even if you have any dissatisfaction now, there is no need to deal with others, just focus on me on the sixth day of the lunar month!"
After saying that, I took another look, then cupped my hands into fists and said to the people around me:
"You are all well-known figures from various sects in Rongcheng. You have also heard that just now, Brother Laohui and the second master personally said that he would give me the losing hand. The second master stands upright and will do what he says. Then I will not be polite.
, please be a witness. I will take away his palm today on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year!"
The second master was clearly a threat just now, but I took advantage of the situation and bluntly interpreted his threat as a willingness to accept defeat.
No matter how beautifully I say it, no one wants to offend Ge Laohui.
Everyone in the hall was silent, no one wanted to speak.
Whether they support me or not is not important to me. What I want is to have a good reputation as a teacher.
As soon as I finished speaking, I slowly raised my hand, looked at the second master, and said coldly:
"Old Black!"
"Xiao Liuye, Lao Hei is here!"
"It's time to collect the bill!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Lao Hei grinning and laughing.
His smile was ferocious, giving people a terrifying look.
Lao Hei walked towards the second master step by step, while Mute followed closely behind him, carrying a sickle.
At this time, the second master grabbed a teapot and glared at Lao Hei with wide eyes.
The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense for a while.
No one knows what will happen in the next scene.
You know, the second master is the second master of Ge Laohui after all.
If someone chops off his hands in public, how will the elder brother's face be saved?
But the uncle remained calm, sitting there as if nothing happened.
As soon as Lao Hei arrived in front of the second master, he pointed at the teapot in his hand and shouted angrily:
"lay down!"
The second master still looked at Lao Hei with an angry face.
I saw Lao Hei slowly picking up the ax, staring at the second master, and said again:
"One last time, let it go. Otherwise, today will not be about one hand!"
Lao Hei's height is more than a head taller than the second master.
Coupled with his extremely burly figure and the ax in his hand, he looked down at the second master like this.
This huge sense of oppression made even the second master, who was used to seeing bloodshed, actually show a hint of cowardice at this moment.
"No, you won't let me go, right? I'll kill you..."
As he spoke, the mute raised his sickle and was about to take action.
This is also where the mute is different from others. He never makes a move without warning.
Even if the two of them are talking, he will suddenly take action.
The moment the sickle was raised above his head, there was a "clang" and the teapot in the second master's hand fell to the ground.
Lao Hei grabbed the second master's wrist and pressed it towards the table.
Raise the ax with one hand and chop it towards the wrist.
Just as the second master was about to struggle, the mute's sickle was immediately pressed against his throat.
There is no need for the mute to take action, as long as the second master moves, his own throat will be cut.
For a moment, there was silence in the hall.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror.
Facing the second master of his cousin Laohui, a group of stupid young men who were desperate for his life actually wanted to chop off his hands.