"Oh, okay, please greet me if you have something to do."

The Pig King hurriedly signaled all his subordinates to withdraw from the private room as if they were amnesty.

The bottom-level little blind man who would definitely smile when he was kicked, but now he was as fierce as a tiger in his eyes, which was so depressing.

Soon, only Huang Zhuo and Fan Jun were left in the private room.

Fan Jun deliberately retching, trying to spit out the medicine that had just been forced into his stomach, but he failed to succeed after trying it several times. Instead, he vomited his forehead and cheeks everywhere, and his nauseous saliva pulled into a filament and drooped.

The two of them looked at each other and Huang Zhuo grinned again.

"What the hell do you want to do!"

After realizing it, Fan Jun realized that the situation had completely lost control. The little pitiful in front of him had undergone a qualitative change. His eyes looked like those pigs and sheep in the slaughterhouse ready to go to the chopping board at any time.

"Since I bought medicine for my wife, I spent a total of 718,400 on your side. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know that my kidney was only worth 200,000. Look... I'll record every account clearly."

Huang Zhuo took out a wrinkled notebook from his arms and stretched it to Fan Jun's eyes page by page.

All these things were written by Xu Xiaoxian, with the purpose of reminding herself how much the man she owes her, and it was also the motivation to force her to quit. Unfortunately, she would never record it again.

"Xiao Huang, listen to my explanation. It was indeed wrong for me to sell you medicine, but I... But I didn't force you anything. It's not my fault for your wife to quit. You can't count all these things on me. Let's talk about it carefully. If it really doesn't work, I'll give you all the money. Is it okay?"

Fan Jun said in a quick tone that at this moment, he was completely different from the domineering and arrogant look when he just entered the door.

"It's not an exaggeration to have ten thousand yuan per knife?"

Huang Zhuo seemed to have not heard him speak, and continued to speak in a deep voice.

"No...no, it's illegal for you to do this. Xiao Huang, you are still young. You can find any woman when you lose it. As long as you let me go today, we will become sworn brothers in the future. If it really doesn't work, I can recognize you as my godfather!"

Fan Jun begged incoherently.

There is actually not much difference between humans and animals. The more they roar, the weaker they are in their hearts. Especially for evil deeds like Fan Jun, whose courage is often inversely proportional to his evil deeds.

"Let's start with your face. My wife said that your appearance is particularly annoying."

Huang Zhuo talked about himself and circled Fan Jun, then grabbed his clothes with his left hand, held the spring tightly with his right hand, and sniffed at his forehead with a "sneer".

"Oh, help me..."

The red-soaked blood gushed out instantly, and Fan Jun screamed in pain.

"Ten thousand, twenty thousand! Thirty thousand! Forty thousand!"

Huang Zhuo was unmoved, raised his hand and fell down, and hit his face several times in a row, completely ignoring the other party's blood splattered on his face.

At this moment, outside the box door, the Pig King leaned against the wall with his back hunched over.

Listening to the screams inside the room, beads of sweat were standing on his forehead.

From the moment Huang Zhuo asked him to tie Fan Jun up, he knew that his old friend would be very difficult today, but he didn't dare to think about Huang Zhuo's killing, and now he couldn't help but start planning.

"Boss, the boy named Huang is probably crazy. He offended Fan Jun. How could he stay in the city village in the future?"

"Or why don't we call the police or tell Fan Jun's men about this."

Several close friends whispered their suggestions.

"Call the police? You and I are arresting Fan Jun. Who are you and the police arresting? We are hiding in the village in the city? Is there a person like Fan Jun in the future? Don't give me some random advice. You two go and notify the waiter and accompanying girls to rest today, close the store, and then turn on all the music in the private room and play the disco song. The louder it sounds, in short, as long as it can overshadow Fan Jun's screams."

The Pig King waved his hand impatiently and gave instructions.

"Damn it, I knew I had said that I wouldn't provoke Huang Zhuo, so I was shooting myself in the foot."

Seeing the two subordinates leaving, the Pig King slapped his forehead in a discouraged manner, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the partner's phone number: "Get out all the deposits on the bank card of Bank J."

"What good projects are there?"

The other party asked a question with great interest.

"Is it counting to buy fortune? Don't worry, hurry up and go and do this, and then find a car without procedures. Park it at the door of our store together, don't pull out the key!"

The Pig King muttered angrily.

In the box, Fan Jun had become unrecognizable, his face was completely terrifying, and his sticky blood dripped a large red area of ​​the pure white floor, and his voice was completely dumb.

"It's 200,000, but it's still 510,000. You can bear it!"

Huang Zhuo's face and hands were also covered with blood. He saw his faint tip of the knife slashing the other party's clothes, peeling him into a "stepping chicken" in a few seconds. The sharp spring in his hand sneered at the other party's chest, and Fan Jun once again howled.

Before that, he was poured half a bottle of laxatives. With fear and the effect of the medicine, the fishy "Huang in the Human" instantly gushed out, making him feel like he was covered with a layer of gold, but this "gold" was really smelly.

"Hahaha! Two hundred and twenty thousand!"
Chapter completed!