With King Beicang's order, the people in the bathroom quickly dispersed.
Wang Xu was the only one who didn't leave. He picked up a towel and wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Ah Hai, I thought you wouldn't come!"
"Warden, it's Ah Hai who's late." The feared Beicang King was as obedient as a cat in front of Wang Xu. This is the world view under capital.
Ah Hai can't fight? No, he can fight very well.
The strength of the Beicang Heavenly King Ah Hai, if placed in the Republic of China period, even the great masters of the Republic of China would not be enough to see. This is a monster that can penetrate an iron plate.
However, no matter how good you are at fighting, it is nothing in modern society until you reach the point where you are not afraid of guns.
What's more, no one jumps out of a rock, so Ahai naturally has Ahai's weaknesses. Having weaknesses means that he can be controlled.
"Ah Hai, your wife has written a letter. The letter said that the baby is sick. It is leukemia. Treatment will cost a lot of money." After Wang Xu said this, he started to wash his face without even looking at the Beicang King.
After a while, he heard a clang, as if something fell to the ground.
Wang Xu looked back and saw Ah Hai kneeling on the ground, looking at him with a pleading look on his face.
"Warden, can you let me out? I want to see the child one last time." Ahai cried very sadly. He was the majestic King of the North in the eyes of outsiders, but in front of the child, he was just a son celebrating his birthday, and there was nothing he could do.
Dad who went out to take a look.
Wang Xu withdrew his gaze, wiped his face with a towel, shook his head and said: "Ah Hai, as long as you have money, leukemia is not a terminal disease, why are you crying?"
Ah Hai wiped away his tears hard and looked at Wang Xu with a passionate face.
Wang Xu didn't keep him waiting. He took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and said, "If you can't do it in Hong Kong, go abroad. As long as you promise me one thing, I'll cover your son's medical expenses."
Already."
"good..."
Ah Hai didn't even ask, he just nodded cleanly.
Looking at that look, it seemed that as long as he could save his son, he would be willing to die now without even frowning.
Of course, Wang Xu was reluctant to let him die. King Beitian was of great use. He smiled and said: "What I want you to do is very simple. I will ask Lao Xi to interrogate the man named He Liwang and force him to
It's called hard qigong. If Lao Xi can't figure it out, I'll ask you to play the double act with me. This play is called brotherly love. Even if King Heli is made of iron, I will melt him."
"Yes, I understand." Ah Hai lowered his head and never asked questions that he shouldn't have.
Wang Xu was very satisfied, patted his shoulder and said: "Go, you are just a double insurance, I might not need you. Remember, after you go out, you will still be the King of the North, you are just asking me, King Heli
Don't say anything that shouldn't be said."
"Yes, Ah Hai understands." At Wang Xu's signal, Ah Hai stood up from the ground and walked out majestically again.
Wang Xu watched him leave until there was no one in the bathroom, then whispered: "King Li, I have helped you so much, why don't you teach me hard qigong instead of forcing me to be a bad guy?"
With his eyes full of melancholy, Wang Xu sighed softly.
He didn't want to be a bad guy. If King Heli had taught him hard qigong before, King Heli wouldn't even have to go to jail. He would just spend money to settle everything, and he would still owe King Li a favor.
It's a pity that King He Li is stubborn and stubborn. Kung fu is dead but people are alive. Why don't he know how to adapt to it?
Later, simple things became complicated, and King Heli himself went to jail, leaving him to use some means he didn't want to use.
"You can survive being shot seven or eight times, and you can recover within three days. I will get your hard Qigong no matter what." Wang Xu threw the cigar into the sewer and walked out without looking back.
...Night, interrogation room...
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Huang Quan. I am the King of Xicang. I am your chief interrogator today. The prison guard told me that hitting you with a baton is like hitting cowhide. I am very concerned about your secret.
interested!"
The interrogation room was brightly lit, and King Heli was fixed in an electrified iron cage, with a heroic woman in front of him.
No, it is not appropriate to say that she is a woman. Huangquan, the king of heaven in Xicang, is a shemale. His upper body is female and his lower body is male. To describe it, it can only be described as hermaphrodite.
But as we all know, Huang Quan's feminine appearance hides a cruel heart.
He was adopted by an evil man who played the erhu since he was a child, and he traveled all over the country to perform with his master. When he started to grow when he was twelve years old, the nightmare of hell began.
The horrific childhood past caused Huang Quan's twisted heart.
Among the four heavenly kings of the southeast, northwest and northwest, Huang Quan's kung fu is not the best, but he kills the most people.
He has a characteristic of killing people, he likes to peel off the skin of others, because his master is a master of skinning. When Huang Quan was skinned for the first time in his life, the person he was skinning was his master, and he fell in love with this art from then on.
"Among the four heavenly kings, I only rank second in terms of kung fu, but I am the one that others fear the most. The common people always say that my techniques are fierce and cruel, but I think they are jealous and envious of my skillful hands.
"
Huang Quan walked back and forth around the cage, looked at King Heli's head exposed outside the cage, and asked, "Do you agree with what I say?"
King He Li did not speak, but looked at Huang Quan quietly, with disgust in his eyes.
What the hell is this neither male nor female person? If Huang Quan hadn't admitted that he was a man, King Heli would have regarded him as a woman.
She has breasts, good looks, her skin is so tender that it drips with water, and she sounds clingy when she talks.
You, a grown man, have grown up like this and yet you have allowed your female compatriots to live. The more King Heli thought about it, the more disgusting he felt.
"Okay, you dislike me, I want to show you how powerful you are!" Meeting King Heli's gaze, Huang Quan became furious and quickly struck out at King Heli.
Huang Quan studied evil martial arts, which is a bit like dividing the muscles and bones of the hand, but what he mistakenly separated was not the muscles and bones, but the acupuncture points on the human body.
There are hundreds of acupuncture points in the human body, and each acupoint has its own unique function.
As soon as Huang Quan pointed it out, King He Li's expression changed.
He felt itching all over his body. This itch seemed to come from deep in the bone marrow, and had the illusion of driving people crazy.
"Tell me, your skin is as tough as cowhide. No ordinary sword can hurt you. What kind of martial arts is this? Tell me the formula!" Huang Quan's face was ferocious. Underneath his goddess-like appearance, there was a ruthless heart.
's heart.
King He Li bit his lip, closed his eyes, and used hard Qigong to resist the itching on his body.
After a few seconds, hard qigong spread all over the body, and even the acupuncture points were sealed. Huang Quan's kung fu was immediately greatly reduced.
After waiting for several minutes, King Heli did not give in, and Huang Quan also noticed that something was wrong.
Most people who have been hit by his pulse-sealing hand will cry for mercy even if their hearts are as strong as iron.
Except for the beginning, King Heli didn't make much movement at all, which was not in line with his expectations.
"Old Xi, are you okay? The warden is watching from above, but you are actually embarrassing me from below!"
"What, the warden is here too?"
Huang Quan was startled, and when he looked at King He Li, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he cursed: "Damn it, you made me make a fool of myself, I want you to live and die."
After saying this, Huang Quan turned his hand outwards, and on his palm, which was more supple than a woman's, was a razor blade.