In the scorching pain, Chen Shengli heard a gangster shouting: "When others drill our boss's crotch, they are all kneeling, just you kid chicken thief, you still want to lie on your stomach?

Chen Shengli was angry, what did they want? Even if they drilled their crotch, they still had to kneel and drill, wouldn't that be a heart-tossing Chen Shengli? Chen Shengli's eyes were red, and his hand reached into his pocket, holding the handle of the fruit knife, and pressing his thumb on the spine of the knife, because Chen Shengli once heard a big brother in the nightclub say that only then would he have strength, or if he relied on a fruit knife, the blade would be too short, and he would not be able to stab the internal organs, and at most he could break the skin and bleed a little.

Chen Shengli believed him, because it was said that he had really killed people, was sentenced to life imprisonment with money from his family, and was released on medical parole and mixed out of prison, which is very famous in their area.

"Do you want her to get out completely?" Huang Mao lit a cigarette, spat out two smoke rings at Chen Shengli, and grinned.

At the mention of Yating, Chen Shengli's hand retracted again, pressed on the ground, and glanced at Huang Mao aggrievedly, Chen Shengli felt as if he knew Chen Shengli's death hole, so he didn't leave Yating, wanting to play Chen Shengli to death like a cat playing with a mouse.

But what can Chen Shengli do?

Lying down his head, Chen Shengli knelt on his knees, his lips trembled and moved forward, surrounded by the laughing expressions of the gangsters, no one could see Chen Shengli's expression, but Chen Shengli clearly saw a hideous face from the reflection of the marble tiles, and then the tears fell, blurring the face, and Chen Shengli cried.

"Haha, I can't see that you're still a lover, hurry up and drill, maybe the little beauty will promise each other as soon as she is moved, we can also be regarded as a complete merit, and be a matchmaker for the two of you." Huang Mao said triumphantly.

A group of thugs were all coaxing, and someone took the opportunity to kick Chen Shengli's ass.

Chen Shengli didn't let out half a fart, his mind was muddy, and he was quick to get through.

Drilling the crotch itself is nothing, as long as you remove those self-esteem, it is no different from a normal person drilling under the bed to find a mobile phone, Chen Shengli comforted Chen Shengli like this, and quickly finished drilling, and then stood up, stared at Huang Mao with red eyes, and no longer bothered to look at the group of gangsters, grabbed Yating's hand, and rushed out of the private room.

A bunch of bitches raised by you to wait for Lao Tzu, this sentence almost blurted out, but in the end it got stuck in your throat and swallowed it back.

Chen Shengli didn't dare to say cruel words, and he didn't want to talk to those mongrels who shattered his self-esteem, so he could only run out and hide back in his rented room, licking his scars alone, like a king retracted into a shell. Anyway, I have a dead face, and I forget about it when I sleep, and I still laugh and laugh with those friends who drink and meat, it's ...... Yating is afraid that she will never look at him again, thinking of this Chen Shengli is a little sad, this matter is thankless, it is all blamed on himself for not being able to get out, and looking forward and backward, mother-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Wait!"

Huang Mao suddenly opened his mouth lazily, raised the Chinese cigarette, and pointed to the door.

Those gangsters are just a group of dogs, Huang Mao will do whatever he says, well, they all rushed to the door, blocked the door of the private room, and stopped Chen Shengli and Yating back.

"You don't talk much, you're not a man!" Yating was annoyed first, she took out a can of anti-wolf spray from her pocket, which must be the reason why she dared to be a little bee in a nightclub, or rather, it was a kind of psychological comfort to persuade herself to work, after all, the "wolves" in nightclubs were well-dressed, and they were really mad, and it was useless to rely on that spray fart.

Sure enough, a thug snatched the thing away, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it flat, and suddenly the strange smell of chili water came, which was very uncomfortable.

But that thing has to be sprayed in the eye to be effective.

"The little beauty is so fierce, I can't get hard because of my soft temperament, I really have to ride you tonight!" The yellow-haired guy came out of the crowd, swaggered in the stars and moons of the gangsters, and walked slowly in front of Chen Shengli and the others.

Chen Shengli pushed Yating behind him, blocked her in front of her, and asked angrily: "We have already agreed, what do you want to do? You are also a person with a head and a face, is it interesting to deceive me into a security guard? In the future, on this street, your name will stink, is it worth it?"

Chen Shengli knew that his words did not carry much weight, but he was the leader of that group of gangsters, and those who were gangsters all paid attention to a "faithfulness", if Huang Mao spoke inappropriately, then his subordinates would have to look down on him.

Huang Mao smiled, as if he had seen through Chen Shengli's little trick, or simply didn't take Chen Shengli's words seriously, as soon as he raised his hand, he knocked the cigarette ash on Chen Shengli's head, which made Chen Shengli grin, but he didn't dare to say more, he could only stare at him, Chen Shengli also knew that his eyes were very lustful.

"I'm a man who never spits on a nail when I speak. Huang Mao spoke, glanced at Chen Shengli contemptuously, spat two more cigarettes at Chen Shengli, and then pointed at all the thugs, saying, "What did I just say? Let you drill the crotch of the person she offended, right?"

Chen Shengli said yes.

But Chen Shengli never expected that Huang Mao was making fun of Chen Shengli at all, and he continued: "She offended all of Chen Shengli's people, so please bother the little internal security to work hard and drill all my buddies' crotches, and then, I don't have a word, make sure to let you two go, what? ”

After speaking, Huang Mao threw the finished cigarette in front of Chen Shengli, stepped on it, took out a zippo lighter, and one of his gangsters was very knowledgeable, and immediately took out a Cuban cigar from the cigarette case on the coffee table, handed it to his mouth, and let Huang Mao hold it.

Huang Mao flicked his cigar and said to Chen Shengli with a smile: "If you don't want to do it, hehe, I won't embarrass you, since you have drilled my crotch, then you can go by yourself, but she, you have to stay and drink two glasses with the brothers." Hehe, she, you can't keep it, don't be a toad and delusional about swan meat, you can't save anyone. You, no!"

Chen Shengli was dumbfounded for a while, his lips twitched like epilepsy, and the fire in his heart exploded.

Everyone is raised by their fathers and mothers, why did Chen Shengli kneel down and drill the crotch of Huang Mao and all the gangsters for no reason?

I can't do it, I can't do it, your grandmother's legs!

Besides, Chen Shengli has figured out the meaning of the yellow hair, from the beginning, he didn't plan to give them a way to live, Yating is afraid that it will be difficult to escape, the reason why he gave Chen Shengli a thought is to simply take Chen Shengli to have some fun, even if Chen Shengli drilled the crotch of the gangsters one by one, he also has other tricks to make it bad, and he can always find other strange reasons to continue to make things difficult for the two of them, all in all, he must take Yating as his own.

The pupils of his small eyes were full of conceit and **.

It's too much of a deception!

When Chen Shengli realized that he was cheating, and he and Yating had nowhere to go, Chen Shengli's brain was surprisingly calm, and his brain, which had not been touched for many years, seemed to be activated for the first time, and countless thoughts popped up.

It has to be ruthless!

Chen Shengli thought to himself, those gangsters were very fierce, and the shortest ones were stronger than Chen Shengli, all of them were like calves, and they could beat themselves down in three or two blows just by relying on their fists and feet.

Therefore, only by relying on ruthlessness to deter them, so that they feel that Chen Shengli can do anything, this is what the vernacular saying is "ruthless and scared, stunned and afraid of dying".

Huang Mao looked at Chen Shengli playfully, like a wolf dog looking at a little white rabbit, he probably thought that Chen Shengli was harmless to humans and animals, after all, now he has a group of gangsters under him, and Chen Shengli is single-handed, he can't turn the waves at all, and he can only be beaten if he wants to turn his face.

But you can't imagine that Chen Shengli has a fruit knife in his pocket, right?

Although it is inconspicuous, it is a murder weapon after all, if people force a razor and nail clippers to kill, let alone a fruit knife?

Thinking of the fear that Huang Mao might reveal later, Chen Shengli was crooked, and thought of Chen Shengli's heroic posture when he held Huang Mao hostage and rushed out of the private room, and his heart was full of joy, and the humiliation of drilling his crotch was forgotten by Chen Shengli for a while.

"If you want to drill fast, you can get out if you don't drill. Huang Mao saw that Chen Shengli didn't speak for a long time, and poked Chen Shengli's face with an impatient cigar, that bastard is really ruthless, the scar from the cigarette is very difficult, and it will be disfigured if you are not careful, although Chen Shengli is not good-looking, but the face given by his father and mother is still very important.

Chen Shengli hurriedly dodged in a panic, accidentally hit the wall, fell on his back, and fell in embarrassment.

The thugs all sneered, and they all looked down on Chen Shengli, thinking that Chen Shengli was very funny.

A gangster jokingly said: "Other people's heroes save the beauty are one to beat ten, this kid is amazing, one drill ten, haha, hurry up and drill, don't grind, the brothers are waiting." ”

The rest of the thugs laughed when they heard this.

Chen Shengli saw that Huang Mao also spit out a smoke ring, pinched his cigar, and cocked Erlang's legs, obviously paralyzed and careless, so he simply put his heart sideways, knowing that if he didn't let it out now, there would only be a dead end.

Even, Chen Shengli thought beautifully: Maybe this is called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, what a fucking thief!

As soon as he held the fruit knife, Chen Shengli's whole body burst out with endless strength, and rushed up quickly, the knife in his pocket had already popped out, and the blade of the knife was a little rusty because Chen Shengli was too lazy to wipe the apples after cutting them, but it was no problem to bluff people.

Huang Mao's face really changed, but it didn't become very hideous as Chen Shengli thought, but the corners of his lips curled, a little joking.

Chen Shengli couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't notice that someone stretched out his leg on the soles of his feet, and as soon as he tripped, Chen Shengli fell again and ate, his big teeth were shattered, and the whole person was stunned, and the next second, the yellow-haired feet stepped on Chen Shengli's face firmly, and the soles of his feet rubbed back and forth like a cockroach.

Chen Shengli should have been very angry when he was stepped on as a bedbug, but Chen Shengli had already chewed his shame when he drilled his crotch just now, and now he has no face or skin, so it doesn't matter if he is stepped on.

Chen Shengli just thought sadly: Bullshit pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it has to be a dragon to pretend to be a pig, a pig pretending to be a pig, still can't eat a tiger, Chen Shengli is really a fucking thing that is not as good as a pig and a dog, and he wants to hold the yellow hair hostage, shouting at those gangsters to get out, heroes save the beauty, but in the end, he is like a clown, and it was solved with one kick by someone who was understated, and Chen Shengli used how many years of saved brain power to come up with a plan, but he didn't expect it to be so lame.

"Hahahaha, look at that kid's bear-like appearance, what did he want to fight with us just now?" Huang Mao spat out Chen Shengli's cheeks, Chen Shengli didn't dare to wipe it, he scolded and roared, laughed again, and winked at Chen Shengli, "It's just a little internal security officer, what do you want to toss? Eat shit, you bastard!"