"Don't touch me! I'll tell you not to touch me! Ah..."

Looking at Wen Hao who was getting closer and closer and the dagger with a cold light in his hand, Mao Bin, who had always been fearless, felt his heart palpitations for the first time, struggled helplessly, and twisted his head.

"Press him jail!"

Huang Zhuo shouted at the young guys around him, and more than a dozen people rushed up in an instant. Even the gods and Buddhas of the battle had to be pulled down by them.

"Maybe it hurts a little, you have to bear it!"

Wen Hao poked Mao Bin's head downwards and slowly began to exert force.

"Ah! Ahhh! I'll kill you guys!"

The bright blood beads flowed out instantly, and Mao Bin roared in despair. In addition to the mental insults, the physical pain also made him in pain.

Huang Zhuo next to him was holding a toothed Western-style knife, slowly tugging his left finger like a saw of wood.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the severe pain almost made him faint, but Wen Hao, who was engraving on his forehead, woke him up again, suffering over and over again, constantly damaging his consciousness and disintegrating his fighting spirit.

"This time I was lucky enough to survive, and once told myself that as long as I live one day, everyone will not dare to have the intention of hurting the people around me!"

Huang Zhuo spitted and raised the corners of his mouth gloomyly, but his eyes that should have been clearly distinguished in black and white became fierce and fierce.

"ah!"

Mao Bin screamed again, and then his left finger appeared in front of his face.

"Swallow it, or I will continue!"

Huang Zhuo said with a sniffle twice.

"You guys kill me! Kill me!"

The blood dripping with warmth slid on his eyes, and Mao Bin's gaze became blurred instantly, and he howled like hysterical.

"Okay, he can barely be considered a warrior, and he can't be tormented."

Sun Ze, who was standing beside him, couldn't stand it, cleared his throat and spoke.

"It is far better to be feared than to be respected!"

Huang Zhuo was silent for a moment, then stuffed his tail finger into Mao Bin's mouth.

"I think he's right."

Wen Hao then stood up, patted his hands, glanced at Mao Bin's skewed word "failed" on his forehead, and shook his head dissatisfiedly: "If he doesn't move, I think I can write it in regular script."

"Kill me, Caonimad, please kill me!"

Mao Bin, who had always been above his gaze, was out of control and begged at Sun Ze repeatedly.

It is actually not embarrassing to lose. There is no limit to the punches and feet. No one can guarantee that he will last forever. But watching his brother fall down is enough to collapse. Now that he is being humiliated by two guys, his self-esteem he has accumulated for many years is completely collapsed.

"There is no right or wrong, each one is his own master! Your pain is far from the pain in my brother Wu's heart, let alone who is innocent. Since you step on your legs, you will know that this is a way out!"

Sun Ze looked down at the other person and waved his hand to greet the others to leave.

Mao Bin, who was lying on the ground, was stunned for a moment, and two lines of tiger tears burst out from their eyes. I wonder if it was to pay tribute to the brothers who could not die well, or to feel wronged for him.

But one thing must be admitted, as Huang Zhuo said, from now on, he felt a little more fearful of the group of slutty young people who had hardly seen much in the past.

After a while, several people drove back to the funeral home.

Wu Bei hung his head without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Brother Wu, how did you find me? Did you use the hint I gave you, or did Brother Ze and the others come here in time according to the address I gave?"

Wen Hao handed over a cigarette and asked curiously.

"Let's talk about the address you gave me. There are three old stations in the east of the city. We have come here one by one. I don't dare to call you because I'm afraid you will be exposed. Is it okay to send a location next time? Yes, Xiaozhuo, how did you come here again?"

Sun Ze in the co-pilot smiled and cursed, his eyes also confused.

"Brother Wu informed me that everything is his plan. I'm also curious about how he calculated it. Could it be that he understands the five elements and gossip?"

Huang Zhuo answered with a smile while pulling the steering wheel.

"Brother Wu? Brother Wu..."

The eyes of several people instantly turned to Wu Bei, but the person involved had no reaction at all. Wen Hao couldn't help but lean on his arm and called softly.

"Ah? What!"

Wu Bei then raised his head as if he had woken up from a dream, and combined with the lively conversations between brothers and others just now, he didn't hear a word at all.

"How did you know that Wen Hao was arrested? When I was about to take action, you specifically told me to surround me first and let the restaurant owner distract Mao Bin and the others from the attention."

Sun Ze spoke like a curious baby.

"Um."

Wu Bei was absent-minded and obviously didn't hear this sentence. He touched the bridge of his nose and suddenly said inexplicably: "The emergency repair of road sections requires the city to sign and stamp it first? It also needs to be jointly carried out by the municipal government, urban construction, fire protection and many departments. Is this the process?"

"It's almost done, Brother Wu, why are you distracted again? We just wanted to ask you..."

Sun Ze responded speechlessly.

"So many departments are in charge, it is impossible to have any mistakes. In this way... You will send an obituary to all the leaders of the units involved in the night of Brother Niu's death, especially Gao Hongyu, who notifies him in the name of our Hu Xiao Company and let him attend anyway, with a better attitude, but you don't need to be spoiled!"
Chapter completed!