The little gangster originally thought that he would be like this today. He half-closed his eyes and yelled those harsh words. What he said was more of a bluff, and he was just venting the depression in his heart.
But what he didn't expect was that those few words he said actually left a lasting impression on Gong Jian. But when the pair of feet wearing simple cloth shoes stopped beside him, the pain all over the little gangster's whole body was...
Once he realized what kind of plague he had provoked.
The gangster leader's body shrank, but then he relaxed again. The reason why this person stayed here shows that his words just now had an effect. As long as this person is afraid, then he can talk to himself.
Conditional opportunity.
The gangster was secretly happy in his heart. He was planning. This time, more than a dozen brothers attacked Gong Jian, and he beat them all to the ground. The boy was selling prey in the town and could earn several hundred coins a day, and he had been there for some time.
Then how much money should I blackmail him for?
Or, let's just let him respect them every day from now on, as if they had raised a chicken that can lay eggs.
But before the gangster leader's beautiful plan could take shape, he suddenly felt his throat tightening, but it was Gong Jian who lifted up his clothes with one hand and grabbed him from the ground.
The gangster leader hurriedly kicked. As his throat became tighter and tighter with his two feet that couldn't touch the ground, he was really scared this time. He no longer looked like he was screaming ferociously just now. The gangster leader's hands
He tried his best to hold Gong Jian's arm and try his best to let himself breathe more air.
But no matter how much his body struggled and swayed, he could not break away from the iron-like hand. It was then that the gangster leader, who was fearless and fearless, felt real fear.
To say that he is definitely the bravest one among these gangsters. Usually, those robberies, terrors and even beatings of people to semi-cripples were mostly done by him, but he didn't expect that he would encounter such a tough situation today.
At this time, he regretted extremely. He was obviously going to leave, so why was he so mean-mouthed and yet he summoned the god of plague back? Look, now that the god of plague is trying to kill him, how can he survive?
As the air he breathed became less and less, the gangster leader rolled his eyes. His mind went blank. He almost thought that he was going to see the Lord of Hell this time. Then there was a smell of fishy smell, and he saw nothing
An unknown liquid was dripping from the legs of his trousers. But from the unpleasant smell, he knew that the gangster was scared to pee.
Gong Jian felt nauseous. He didn't expect that the gangster had screamed so loudly just now. He just grabbed the person from the ground, and the person became so cowardly and cowardly. Gong Jian was also afraid of the dirt on the gangster.
It would splash on himself, so he waved his hand and threw the gangster aside.
But when the gangster fell to the ground, he was extremely happy, as if he had just slipped away from the Hall of Hell and returned to the human world.
He was still panting heavily, and for the first time he discovered how wonderful it was to be able to breathe. He also knew how ugly he had just been, so he tried to shrink his body as much as possible, for fear that the young boy would care about him.
The gangster leader was so thoughtful that he dug a hole in the ground to hide himself. You must know that the brothers who usually respect him so much are wailing on the ground at this time, but they are all sober. What he did just now,
But they saw it clearly, so how could I call myself the boss in front of my brothers from now on?
Before the gangster over there could calm down his shy and annoyed mood, he was horrified to find that the pair of cloth shoes that made her tremble with fear were walking towards him again.
Before Gong Jian could leave the little gangster, the gangster's head was already crying bitterly, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong, we were all wrong. We shouldn't have stopped you. We
Never again."
The gangster leader was also thinking too hard. It was obvious that the man in front of him couldn't withstand even half of his strength. He was really frightened this time, not to mention that he might have had intentions just now and wanted to threaten him.
, at this time, he felt that he should strangle to death the person who was seeking death just now. The person in front of him was the God of Plague and was simply untouchable.
Of course Gong Jian heard the little gangster's cry. But he couldn't let down his guard 100%. Although these people knew they were afraid now, there was no guarantee that they would have any bad intentions as time went by. Although he
Don't be afraid, but you must have family members to take care of.
Gong Jian didn't want to cause trouble. He walked a few steps away from the little gangster and looked down at the little gangster with snot and tears on his face coldly and condescendingly.
Under Gong Jian's cold gaze, the little gangster unconsciously stopped crying and howling just now. He didn't dare to do anything now, and he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he would do something wrong and cause trouble in front of him.
This one, let yourself suffer more.
Seeing that the gangster was being honest, Gong Jian nodded with satisfaction in his heart. The basic skill that this kind of gangster who has been around the town for a long time is actually observing words and expressions.
The reason why they ran into my hands today was because my usual clothes were too ordinary and ordinary, and there were a certain number of prey that I took every day, so it was natural for me to be targeted by them.
Gong Jian simply took this opportunity to teach these gangsters a lesson and let them know that he was not to be messed with, so as to prevent them from having any more evil intentions.
Seeing the gangsters in front of him who were obviously waiting for him to speak, Gong Jian pondered for a moment before finally speaking: "Did you just say that I beat you?"
The little gangster shook his head quickly, shrank back as much as possible, and kept waving his hands, "No. No. Uncle, you didn't hit us at all."
Gong Jian turned to look at the other gangsters who were lying on the ground carefully. Wherever he looked, those gangsters either buried their heads or shook their heads along with the gangster, shouting: "No,
You didn’t hit me.”
Gong Jian nodded with satisfaction. He turned to the gangster again, and this time he asked in a better tone than before: "Then where did the injuries on your bodies come from?"
The little gangster's face turned dark. He and others had just said that it wasn't the person in front of him who was hit, so the injury must have nothing to do with the person in front of him. He didn't dare to think too much, and now he wanted to satisfy the person in front of him.
is the most important thing. He hurriedly said: "We, we fell ourselves." (To be continued)