Everything is done. Come on, make a phone call, I'll give you some time. How about I don't touch you until you're all here?"

With a pop, Wu Dalei slid down from the chair.

He is not stupid, he knows that he is facing a tough situation.

And it’s not an ordinary iron plate!

Recruiting more people?

With the reputation Wu Dalei has built up over the past two years and the demeanor of an experienced veteran, it will still be no problem if he makes a few phone calls and gets more than ten or twenty people.

but……

Have you been able to fight?

This kid, in just a few hours at night, even two tall and thin people, plus... eight people from his own family, fell down!

The problem is, I haven't even lost a hair on my head, and I can't even breathe.

How fucking capable is this?

Can a dozen or twenty more people fill this hole?

If you can't fill it in... then yourself...

Even if he can fill it, he can't beat someone with such great skill and ability. If he escapes, he will be in endless trouble!

You can't carry a dozen or twenty people with you every day, right?

My family property is here, and the business of selling stolen goods is also here! People can come to your door once...

If you can run away on your own, the monk cannot run away from the temple.

In an instant, Wu Dalei realized a truth.

The young man in front of you...either you can beat him to death completely with one stick! Or...you have to give in!

"Brother, I was wrong! Wrong, wrong!" Wu Dalei relented decisively and refused to answer the phone in front of him at all. He begged: "I admit defeat, can you let me go? You took the money, and so did everyone.

I lie down. But there is a bicycle on the left and right! Brother!! It’s not a big deal!”

Chen Nuo nodded: "I'm tired of riding bicycles. It just so happens that you can find me something more exciting."

Wu Dalei's eyes suddenly lit up, he heard the smell, and regardless of the pain in his crotch, he got up from the ground, twisted into the yard, and pointed at a motorcycle in the corner.

"Brother, I just took this car back last week. It has been changed from top to bottom, and the paint is freshly sprayed! It is an authentic RB product, original Yamaha! There is not a single domestic part! The jet pipe was installed by me myself.

Yes!" As he said that, Wu Dalei looked at Chen Nuo pitifully: "Look, are you satisfied?"

Chen Nuo smiled and looked at the motorcycle: "It's missing a helmet."

"Yes, yes! They all have it!" Wu Dalei turned around and entered the room, and soon took out a brand new black helmet: "Carbon fiber material, anti-fog lenses! I have kept this car and this helmet.

I plan to sell it and keep it for my own play. I haven’t used it even once.”

With that said, the bald man handed over the helmet: "Take it and play with it."

Chen Nuo squinted his eyes and looked at this guy, and said slowly: "You are quite sensible. Originally, I could have spared you, but there is something wrong with me. I hate people with shaved heads. What do you think of people like you?"

, What’s the point of deliberately shaving your head and pretending to be ruthless? What if you go out on the street and scare the children?”

Plop!

Wu Dalei knelt down directly and cried: "Brother, I didn't shave this! I have oily alopecia!!"

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