Hearing his words, several "bodyguards" found handcuffs from somewhere and tied the four of them with their back hands. At the same time, at least more than ten guns hit their heads.

Under the push of several big men, four Wendonghui brothers were taken to Li Xiaoqiang's "room". This place is actually the factory director's office.

Because the factory's efficiency is not high, the things in this office have basically not been replaced since the factory was built. The old sofa has faded, and there are several holes that have been scalded by cigarette butts, revealing the yellow sponge inside. The coffee table in front of the sofa is still the same kind of old camphor wood. Due to the time of use, the desktop has turned black and shiny. The electric lights on the ceiling are still the same old long fluorescent lights. As for the walls, they are covered with dust, giving people a strong sense of history.

The scene in front of you makes people easily reminded of the dim and dark prisons in the old society.

Prison, yes, this is prison.

After entering this "prison", four young men were tied up and tied to the iron bars of the window.

After everything was ready, a fat man with a watermelon of more than 200 pounds was holding a piece of watermelon in his hand and biting happily. Behind him, there were more than a dozen big men in suits and ties. The "boss" were also among them.

When the fat man came to the four, someone immediately brought him a chair. The latter sat down carelessly and ate the melon leisurely. This person was Li Xiaoqiang, the Golden Clothing Messenger of the Ghost Tiger Gang, the person in charge of DL.

Li Xiaoqiang had no other hobbies, but it was delicious. He ate very quickly and cleanly. In just over ten seconds, he ate a large piece of melon. In the past ten seconds, no one spoke. More than ten pairs of eyes were looking at him without blinking, as if waiting for him to eat a Vajra gourd baby from the melon.

After waiting for him to finish eating, the "King Kong Calabash" did not eat it. The young man with the older black face, who was a little "disappointed" and said first: "It turns out that you are the real boss."

Li Xiaoqiang threw the melon peel into the trash can next to him. He took the tissue handed by his confidant and wiped his hands, and said quietly: "That's right. For the sake of giving melons, I will show you a way out. As long as you are willing to answer my questions truthfully, you can go out from here at any time."

After saying that, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he changed his tone and said, "Of course, if you play tricks with me, or act as a hero in front of me, I promise to make your life worse than death."

Several young killers were very tough. Although they fell into the hands of the enemy, they had no intention of being afraid at all. The black-faced young man wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth with his shoulders and sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, come to Grandpa if you have any skills. If we dare to come here today, we don't plan to leave alive."

"That's right, I'm another hero in eighteen years."

"If you have a good life, I'll accept it if you have a good time and let me get it in the hands of you bastards."

"Yes, use any means."

"Bababa", Li Xiaoqiang clapped his hands, stood up, and then ordered his left and right: "Take out your skills and pry open their mouths." After saying that, he turned around and left the room.

Seven or eight people showed their fierce faces, and they stayed, and one of them locked the door of the room.

After a while, a sharp scream came from the room. The penetration of the sound was so great that people hundreds of meters saw it that their hearts were shivering, and a cold air came from behind. At first, it was a scream, then a hysterical shout: "Kill me, kill me, give me some fun." After another four or five minutes, the screams in the room became much smaller. Before Li Xiaoqiang finished smoking a cigar, the room opened with a "creaking" sound.

A man in a suit and ties, with blood on his face and body, walked up to Li Xiaoqiang and bent over respectfully.

Li Xiaoqiang threw away half of the cigar and asked, "I've spoken."

The man nodded and wiped the blood and sweat from his forehead: "These killers are so stubborn. We have put a lot of effort into prying open one person's mouth, and the other three people were tortured and fainted."

Li Xiaoqiang rubbed each other's two round fingers, without any sympathy in his eyes: "This is not surprising. The person who can take such a big risk to kill me will definitely not be an ordinary gangster."

"They are the elites of Wendong Huilongtang"

"Yeah" Li Xiaoqiang smiled slightly: "I thought it was Xie Wendong's white blood member."

As he was talking, Li Xiaoqiang had already walked into this office. In less than ten minutes, this place had become another world. The air was filled with strong bloody smell, and the originally clean floor was covered with blood. On the coffee table in front of the sofa, things like pliers, hammers, whips, glass slags were placed in a mess, and these things were stuck with blood. What made people feel even more chilling is that these tools were mixed with some bloody nails, fingers, and objects inside the teeth.

Then he looked at the four people handcuffed to the iron bars of the window. Three of them were already unconscious, and the remaining one was already confused and his eyes were distracted. He couldn't speak clearly and kept muttering: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I say everything, I say everything..."

Li Xiaoqiang walked to the young man with his hands behind his back: "Those who know the times are heroes and heroes. If I had known this, why would I have to be there? I would like to ask you who sent you here."

"It's our hall master's three eyes" the young man said with a singular breath.

Li Xiaoqiang repeated the name afterwards: "Three Eyes"

"It's really not Xie Wendong"

Youth: "Brother Dong went to HN to deal with the matter of Shengtian Gang."

"It's true," Li Xiaoqiang felt relieved: "I said how could Xie Wendong make such a bad plan."

"In today's world, I only care about one person, and this person is Xie Wendong. If the person who comes is not Xie Wendong, then I have nothing to be afraid of."

At this time, the confidant next to him spoke: "Brother, you respect Xie Wendong so much. Xie Wendong is also an ordinary person, but he is just so eccentric. I think that the eldest brother is wise and wise. Even if Xie Wendong comes, we can still beat him to pieces."

He wears everything but does not wear flattery. Although he knows that his confidant's words are somewhat exaggerated, Li Xiaoqiang still smiles happily.

The fat man who had previously pretended to be the "boss" looked down on a confidant who had no ability and knew how to flatter his boss. He glanced at his confidant with dissatisfaction and said sourly: "Some people come to exhaust and flatter, that's really shameless. Do you know how the Qin Dynasty destroyed the country? It's just that it's in the hands of villains like Zhao Gao."

"Cousin, you are arrogant, how dare you talk to the Golden Clothing Guardian?"
Chapter completed!