The fat man, who felt good about himself, realized something was wrong with the situation after he finished speaking.
In his opinion, there were three women who were being kept. Two of them had deep contempt and disgust in their eyes, and the eyes of the other woman were full of anger. And the man he called a chicken boy was holding a cigarette in his mouth and smiling.
He was looking at him up and down, and he didn't seem angry at all.
The strangest thing was the hotel's manager Zhang. He actually stood in front of him with a frightened look on his face and kept apologizing to the smiling man. His words didn't sound right, he kept emphasizing "
This is the hotel to give him a face." What do you mean?
Manager Zhang was shocked, okay? No one on the street dared to talk to this "mad dog" like this now, and maybe he had to be careful with his smiling face. This one is better, he is new here, even the name of the dog brother Xue Wusuan
He has never heard of it, how can he be such a mindless rant just because he has two dollars? He was really afraid that Xue Wusuan would immediately get angry and throw the fat man directly from the window. This is not impossible! That is a lunatic.
How can a normal person guess what a madman wants to do next?
And it's not just Manager Zhang who is afraid of Xue Wusuan's anger, but Zhou Huiru is too.
She has seen Xue Wusuan cutting off other people's hands and ears with scissors without any scruples. Even this man is not an ordinary person at all, but a monk with great means. Human life is nothing in his eyes. He can only
Hold this man's hand tightly, and at least don't punish him in public like last time, right?
After all, the fat man was not a fool. The weirdness of the scene made him realize that he should have over-pretended. But he was not afraid. There was a big boss behind his Haorui Company. Not to mention this small county, there were people all over the country.
He is one of the strongest. Every god has to sell his face to the big boss.
"Little chicken, you didn't understand what I said? I told you to get out, don't you understand?" The fat man is tall, about 1.9 meters, and weighs nearly 300 kilograms. With this figure and the fat look on his face, the average person
I really don’t dare to go against him. I often pretend to be the big brother on the road to scare people, and it works every time.
Xue Wusuan smiled even brighter, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and flicked it. Then everyone felt their eyes blurred, and he grabbed the fat man's head and pressed it on the coffee table in front of him. It weighed several hundred kilograms.
With his weight and Xue Wusuan's strength, the fat man directly crushed the coffee table. He smashed the coffee table in front of his face and then hit the ground hard. With a bang, his mouth was full of blood from his teeth, and it all splashed on the trousers of Manager Zhang next to him.
Up.
Zhou Huiru sighed in her heart: Sure enough, it will be like this!
Manager Zhang shivered and quickly ran to close the office door. At the same time, he asked his subordinates to tell people on the same floor not to come over and watch the fun if they didn’t want to die. He thought: Brother Gou is mad, and there will be no blood on the road.
As expected, those acquaintances were not joking with him. They were telling the truth!
He pointed at Xue Wusuan's nose and scolded him, and shouted at his woman with a tone of "I'm here to protect you." But to be honest, Xue Wusuan really didn't have anything to be angry about. He was just an ant. If he wanted to die, he
Can't we stop it?
He casually picked out a fragment of a broken water glass from the broken pieces on the coffee table, about the size of half a palm. Then he patted the fat man awake who had been knocked unconscious, and asked: "A pair of hands with ten fingers, I am going to leave you five
Roots, tell me, which five roots don’t you want?”
The fat man's nose was cracked, and he had very few teeth left. His face was full of cuts from the broken coffee table and cups. He was screaming in pain. He wanted to get up, but found that the hand pressing on his head was made of iron.
Generally speaking, there is no way to break free.
Feeling his right hand being stepped on, he heard laughter and asked. He was still furious in his heart. This man actually struck without saying a word. He also broke one of his teeth, and now he actually wants to destroy his
finger?!
"Good boy! You're cruel! You'll cut them all off if you have the guts! I still don't believe how dare you do it!"
Damn! This fat man still has some backbone. He's just a bit stupid. He thinks the world is filled with bluffing people who look forward and backward? He can't mess with people even if they are ruthless, not to mention that Xue Wusuan is not even a human being.
"You have backbone! Okay, then don't do it all." Xue Wusuan smiled, and the porcelain piece in his hand fell on the fat man's thumb at the same time, and then he started cutting it bit by bit. The technique looked quite good.
Some horse-faced styles do not seek to be cut off immediately, but only seek to have a more comprehensive experience.
The screams were blocked by Xue Wusuan. Although he liked Ma Mian's techniques, he didn't like hearing screams as much as Ma Mian did. Besides, he was afraid of scaring Zhou Huiru.
After all, porcelain tiles are porcelain tiles, and it would be disadvantageous to cut a few finger bones. When I turned my hand over, there was a fruit knife as long as one finger, and I continued to cut. It took me a full thirty minutes to cut all ten fingers together.
Cut it off. Then I picked it up one by one, took out a lighter and burned all the broken parts.
"Okay, I'll help you fulfill your wish, but you're still very energetic and keep staring at me. Are you reminding me that you don't want these eyes anymore, right? It doesn't matter.
Cigars are great for burning your eyes. Just nod your head and I'll do it for you. How about it?"
No matter how arrogant the fat man is, he should understand now. This man in front of him is really ruthless, simply arrogant and lawless! He dared to cut off all his fingers in front of so many people, and even used a lighter to burn the fractures. This is iron.
I really want him to become a Doraemon for the rest of his life!
Staring at him is reminding him that his eyeballs will also be destroyed? What kind of logic is this! I am begging for mercy, do you understand?!
He shook his head quickly.
Xue Wusuan: "Hey, what's the use of keeping your eyes? It's like a blind man. You might as well not have them anymore. At least you can get a disability certificate. From now on, you can take the bus to the public beta for free. What a deal. Yes.
I won’t give it to you? I won’t charge you any money.”
Still shaking his head. Xue Wusuan laughed, but he stuck out the cigar in his hand. Under the control of the magic power, the fat man's eyelids couldn't blink. The cigarette butts were stuck on his eyeballs. After a slight hiss, that's it.
A slight burnt smell.
Xue Wusuan let go of his hand, and the cigarette butt was stuck in his eye socket. It actually didn't fall off and was embedded an inch deep.
"Oops! My hand slipped. I'm sorry. I'll give this half of the cigar to you." After saying that, Xue Wusuan released the fat man's restraints and sat back on the sofa. He smiled at Manager Zhang who had turned pale.
Said: "Manager Zhang, I think this coward won't have time to come to your place for dinner during May Day. So, shouldn't you implement the matter of my wedding banquet? If you need to collect money, open a note.
Yes. What do you think?"
Manager Zhang was already scared to death. Shivering, he quickly helped Xue Wusuan go through the booking procedures, collected the money and issued a receipt, and there was also a formal contract. The contract was actually not necessary, but it was not scary.
That’s it.
Mentally wailing: "This is such a big trouble! I don't know how big the trouble will be before we can contain it!"
Xue Wusuan took the receipt and contract, smiled and patted Manager Zhang on the shoulder. Then he kicked the fat man Gutian to the corner. Then he left ten banknotes, saying they were compensation for the coffee table. He pulled up Zhou Huiru, who was looking complaining.
Just left the office.
When he came to the door, Xue Wusuan suddenly turned his head and looked at the fat man who was still wailing with his face in his arms and said: "Fat man, the matter is not over yet, let's take our time and play."