Chapter 1087 Spare me

But he said that the most fat and bloated guy was of course none other than Cha Chan, the richest guy in Bangkok.

As his eyes widened, he saw the macho man who opened the door with his kick and the lame man in front of him striding in.

"Is it you?"

There was a hint of fear and disbelief in Fatty Chacan's voice, and he couldn't help but step back. The woman sitting in his fat arms was also frightened, and she couldn't help but step back.

However, the four bodyguards in the room suddenly entered the house.

Almost simultaneously and quickly.

Cha Can paid for their protection and couldn't take their money in vain.

The four of them are all experts hired by the army with huge sums of money. They are all outstanding in terms of fighting skills and reaction ability.

You can see it almost as soon as he strikes, one of the men wearing a leather jacket stretches out his hand and delivers a straight punch.

Tough, fierce, and domineering.

At first glance, it seems to be the most common move of Juntiquan, but this move is very effective.

As the fist pressed closer to the domineering man with the broken leg.

But he said that the man with the broken leg didn't even move or even blink.

Just as he was about to punch him on the side of the cheek, he saw a fierce man standing up behind him.

That's the silent man.

Grab your wrist, press down, lift your leg, hit your elbow!

A series of rapid movements were carried out almost in one go, and the bodyguard was immediately hit by an elbow and a straight strike.

There was a dull thumping sound on his body, and there was only a muffled sound. It was estimated that the internal injuries were serious, at least a few ribs would be broken in the body.

Just as the bodyguard fell solidly to the ground, the other three pounced on him almost at the same time.

There was a bang.

I saw a lame man standing with a dragon-head crutch in one hand, and a black pistol in the other hand, which he slowly raised.

"Are you still moving?" Suddenly a muffled voice came out of his mouth.

The three aggressive bodyguards suddenly felt as if someone had nailed them to their feet, and they did not dare to move again.

Looking at the lame man in front of him, his eyes as cold as knives were staring at the stunned fat man without blinking.

Chacan.

"Big-big-brother!"

Suddenly, the fat man in front of him, Cha Can, looked at the lame man and shouted.

There was a sense of disbelief and horror in his eyes. As he stared at the man with the broken leg in front of him without blinking, the other three bodyguards standing beside him were also stunned.

The man with the broken leg in front of me suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Do you still remember me?"

When he finished saying this, he quickly sat down on the leather sofa on the side.

The fat man Cha Can quickly ran over like a dog, with a frightened and frightened smile on his face, and said: "Brother, why are you back in Bangkok?"

After Cha Can spoke in front of him, the man with a broken leg sitting on the sofa suddenly stared straight at him.

Nachacan suddenly felt a look that was as cold as a blade piercing deeply into his heart.

"Do you really think I'm quitting the world?" The man with the broken leg suddenly snorted.

Nachacan quickly accompanied the little face and said: "No, no, big brother, I just said that when you are coming over, you should say hello to the little brother, so that I can pick you up."

"Ha ha."

"Do you have this intention?" The man with the broken leg suddenly turned his head.

The fat man Cha Can suddenly turned pale and quickly said with a smile: "Yes, yes, how could it not be?"

"Brother, I transfer money to your account every year, and more every year." Cha Candao said.

What he said was absolutely correct. Every year, there would be funds allocated by Cha Can in the Poison Emperor's account.

"Hmph, do you think that a little money can erase all the things you have done in the past?" Suddenly, a roar came from the mouth of the man with the broken leg.

Na Chacan's face turned pale all of a sudden, and at the same time he said with horrified eyes: "Brother, I know I was wrong about what happened back then. Now that I have returned everything, do you still pursue the case?"

"Pursuit? Of course, the last thing I allow in my life is for others to owe me!" The man with the broken leg in front of me said slowly.

Nachacan suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Brother, I have followed you for so many years and I have never felt sorry for you. Besides, I left because you said you wanted to quit the world, so I left. Brother, I have returned all the things I took when I left.

"I just heard Cha Can say as if he was begging for forgiveness.

But the man with the broken leg stared at him coldly: "I said, whoever owes me, I will get it back sooner or later, right?"

As his voice roared out, Nachacan suddenly fell to the ground.

Helpless.

The three bodyguards standing next to him were not only wondering, who was the man with a broken leg in front of them? How could Cha Can, who was so awesome in the past, see him as if he saw a devil?

This not only made the three of them suddenly depressed, but they also stood there without daring to speak or move.

The man with the broken leg suddenly said, "I want it, how dare you not give it to me?"

With an angry roar, he stretched out an arm like an iron claw and grabbed one of Cha Can's fat and trembling arms.

Nachacan suddenly screamed like a slaughtered pig.

"Brother, spare me, spare me."

When the three bodyguards at the back saw their master being grabbed by the arm by the man with a broken leg in front of them, they instinctively jumped forward.

But as soon as he took a step, a burly figure suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Shockingly, that person was the macho man standing behind the man with the broken leg.

"Whoever told you to fucking move, stop right there." I heard the big fat man Cha Can yelling there.

A pair of blood-red eyes said to his three bodyguards. The three bodyguards suddenly became depressed. The three people who wanted to help Nacha Can were scolded by him, which not only made them depressed.

I saw Chacan slowly turning his ashen face to look at his former boss, and said with a pleading voice: "Brother, please, let me go just this once."

As he spoke, his voice was still trembling.

But the man with the broken leg in front of him seemed not to hear.

"Give me the knife!"

With a cold voice speaking, the strong man standing behind the man with the broken leg pulled out a military dagger from his waist with a swipe.

He handed it to the man with the broken leg, holding the cold dagger in his hand.
Chapter completed!