Chapter 313 Korean Big Legs (3)

In a basement somewhere on the outskirts of Beijing, there were cigarettes, wine and cigars, but they were all of no use. A weak man fell to the ground, his hands and feet were tightly tied, his face was covered in blood, and he was covered in blood, like a dead dog.

This is the bleak end of being punished by not eating a toast. In fact, when the old man was sent to the basement of the villa, he was treated well at first. The person who talked to him was a gentle man with gold-rimmed glasses. The atmosphere was not as tense and elegant as expected.

The man even wanted to hand him a cigar so that he could enjoy the best cigar on the domestic market. His question got straight to the point and said, Brother Han, there are only two ways you can go now. Follow us and kill Zhao Jiadi.

, you can use money, houses, and women, and you are more successful than successful people, or you are not smart enough to go against us, then burp, let me remind you, your death will definitely not be easy, it will be very painful. I never thought that this looks very spineless.

The old man's reply was more straightforward: Stop talking nonsense, give me 100 billion or half a house in Beijing, and then I will consider it. If you can't do it, just put a knife on me.

The conversation was obviously not pleasant, and the man with gold-rimmed glasses was not polite. He ordered his two strong men with a smile and gave the tough-mouthed old man a hard spanking, then slapped his mouth until it became swollen. He already had yellow teeth and was using Rejoice at the end.

The man with flowing long hair looked more like a pig's head. Half an hour later, the show of force was almost done. The man who had the absolute initiative smoked a cigar and asked, "Hey, Han Daode, I really can't see how trash like you can do this."

It's quite loyal. Is it comfortable? The old man vomited a mouthful of blood and said with a ferocious smile: I am just tied up, otherwise I don't need to fight you, just the crotch of my pants can slap you in the face. Glasses

The man laughed angrily, stood up with a laugh, and asked his men to hold down the guy named Han Daode in the information, kicked him in the crotch, and twisted it, looking down at the face whose expression didn't change much.

, the man with surprisingly low-sounding eyes said gloomily, did you feel good? The vague sneer on that old face, mixed with scarlet blood, was shocking.

He was beaten, passed out, was splashed with cold water to wake him up, and continued to be beaten. The kidnapper's attacks were measured, and he would not be dead for a while. The blunt knife cut slowly, which was very "interesting".

In the end, both men were a little exhausted. The man with glasses gradually became irritable, but he still endured it. Looking at the old man who still refused to bow his head, he said "kindly": Old Han, to be honest, if you resisted at the beginning,

Shui, I really don’t believe you, but you have suffered such a serious crime. As long as you are willing to nod, I guarantee that you will be rich and powerful. You must have figured out some meaning. The people who want to touch Zhao Xin and Jin Hai this time are not ordinary people, but

We will not give the Zhao family a chance to make a comeback. As long as you are willing to cooperate with us, you don't even have to worry about the revenge of Zhao Jia's first young child. Do you really want to die? Old Han, this life is the greatest capital, just

Is it worth it to be so depressed? I'm afraid even Zhao Jiadi doesn't know how good you are. Besides, he doesn't have the opportunity to visit your grave to toast you during the Qingming Festival. His whole family is a clay Buddha who can't save himself when crossing the river. Who can care about you?

Such a small-time pawn? Don’t look at the great cause of the Jin Hai family. They will collapse when they say it will collapse. They are not as awesome as you think. If you move a tree to death, you will move people to death. Do you really plan to hang yourself on a tree? All my friends will do it for you.

You're not worth it. Think again?

The old man said vaguely: Okay, I'll think about it again.

Today he went to the bookstore to find the "Collection of Miyazaki Hayao Manuscripts and Original Paintings" for the eldest young master, and also picked out a few gifts that suited the eldest young master's wishes. He was best at these "little things" and was happy to do them. In fact, on the way

Realizing that something was wrong and someone was watching him, he deliberately went around in a big circle, but the result was a bit tragic. Not only was he unlucky, but the two bodyguards that the young master borrowed from Liao Yin also suffered. He endured the severe pain and lay down

I stood there, looking up at the dimly lit ceiling, recalling every detail of these years. Before I got rich, I smoked the cheapest cigarettes, lived in a place that wasn't even considered a low-rent house, and had tap water and steamed buns for three meals a day.

, would wake up from hunger from time to time, and then lie on the floor covered with newspapers as a bed and cry loudly. She was more like a girl than a girl. Every day she had to put on a makeshift suit, which she had spent all her savings on, and go to coffee shops and hotels.

He was begging for mercy in the lobby, at the golf course or at the entrance of the club, until he bumped into Zhao Taizu, who was as strong as a dragon and tiger. He was more like a piece of dog skin plaster and shamelessly applied it. His leg was broken. He didn't resent it, but that night on New Year's Eve, he shrank in

Under the jade lion in the Zhao family's mansion, he really thought he was going to die, but that young man appeared, took him into the mansion on the top of the mountain, and invited him to a New Year's Eve dinner. Later, maybe it was true.

As time went by, he entered Jinhai. He started out as a salesperson at the grassroots level. How could he dare to pull the banner of the Prince of Jinhai?

More than 200,000, is it worth the lives of Han Daode? But the disposal of the Jinhai subsidiary was a big deal. Han Daode thought he was not smart, but he was not stupid either. He knew it was that young man.

The existence of her gave him a gold medal to avoid death. Later, things went smoothly for him. He also had good food and smoked good cigarettes. He didn't just go to the little pink hair salon on the roadside to vent his anger to women.

He finally got through and became a small leader. He wished he could spend forty-eight hours a day working. He was really scared of poverty, so he cherished this opportunity that once he missed it, he would never get it again.

Great opportunity, so when he was instructed by Zhao Taizu to go to Shanghai to work for the eldest young master privately, he was happy and saw the eldest young master again on the cruise ship. The eldest young master was really handsome, and he was much more mature than before.

The key was to hand him a cigarette and say it without fear of being laughed at. His hands were shaking when he took the cigarette. He never wanted to smoke that cigarette and kept it together with the cigarettes that the young master gave him in the next two years.

Put them neatly in a cigarette case. When you are tired, you will carefully take it out and take a look at it, and you will not be tired anymore. Han Daode has not read a book for a few days, but he understands etiquette, justice, integrity, gratitude, and understands better, so he gave it to him.

When the eldest young master works, no matter how small it is, it is a big one. Only when he has to work hard and do it beautifully can he feel at ease. Last year on New Year's Eve, he was dragged into the big house by the eldest young master and ate the first meal.

During the second New Year's Eve dinner, I sat there and secretly wiped away my tears a few times. Those big guys in Jinhai just laughed at the jokes. I, Han De, am just a grandson, a small person. I can't play in the city. It's just that I, Old Han, would rather straighten my waist.

Even if you are a dog, you cannot learn how to be a human being. In the first month of the year, something shocking happened in Jinhai. The eldest young master is really awesome, and he is becoming more and more like everyone. No matter what he thinks, at least he can deal with others without being impatient or impatient.

, dealing with red children, shopping mall tycoons, underworld bosses, and all three religions and nine schools, all things are exquisite, and there is no leakage. Han Daode really feels that the eldest young master is not simple, does not complain, does not accept his fate, and does his best to serve such a person.

I feel more comfortable than the other two, especially when the young master said, "I think you are worth more than the car." Han Daode almost cried again, but luckily he held it back. The car's brand is Beijing G6, so work hard for it.

Isn’t life what you’re selling? If this opportunity comes, Han Daode doesn’t blame God for not opening his eyes at all, but he has to thank God for it.

So this old man who had broken off several of his fingers and was still thinking clearly struggled to sit up, leaned on a chair leg, grinned, revealing a set of uneven and ugly yellow teeth, and his smile was uglier than crying, "

Hehe, buddy, give me a ride so that I can go down and rape the eighteenth generation of your ancestors."

The man with glasses finally became furious, narrowed his eyes, and winked at the two bodyguards.
Chapter completed!