Ah Long easily put down the four strong men brought by Huang Ziyang, and Huang Ziyang and the others all turned pale and didn't know what to do.

Wu Lei's legs trembled even more, as if he expected that his hands would soon be separated from his body.

"Now that you've lost, chop off this kid's hand. ”

The man in the tunic stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Lei and said.

Wu Lei knelt on the ground with a puff, so frightened that he lost half of his three souls and seven spirits, and kept kowtowing and said: "Big brother spare your life, please spare the little brother, spare the little brother." ”

The man in the tunic didn't even have the interest to look at Wu Lei, but it seemed that he was not tired enough with Sister Shuang, so he hugged each other affectionately and said: "Don't be angry, baby, when we chop off this kid's two hands, we will take it and use a meat grinder to feed Ah Mao." ”

Hearing this, Wu Lei's eyes rolled, he almost fainted, his hand was cut off, if he was sent to the hospital in time, he would suffer at most a little crime, but it was best to have his hand, if he didn't take his hand to feed the dog, then he would be completely crippled in this life.

At the same time, Wu Lei also knew that it was impossible for the man in the tunic and Sister Shuang to let him go, so he crawled to Huang Ziyang's side and grabbed the last straw: "Huang Dashao, save me, save my brother." ”

Huang Ziyang's face showed a slight struggle, and his eyes looked at the rest of the sons and brothers, Bai Fumei.

These people lowered their heads one after another, and none of them wanted to wade into this muddy water.

Even if these people have a little background in their families, no one is willing to come forward to help Wu Lei at this time, and no matter what the identity of this man in a tunic is, whoever touches his brow at the moment is obviously missing an arm and a leg.

It's just a friend of wine and meat who eats, drinks and has fun together, who is willing to stick a knife in Wu Lei's ribs.

What's more, if you don't die, you won't die, this Wu Lei is looking for death by himself, and he can't complain about others.

Seeing that everyone lowered their heads, Wu Lei hugged his thighs with snot and tears, and could only stand up hard.

Although today is Wu Lei's birthday party, the actual organizer is Huang Ziyang, if Wu Lei is really wasted today, he Huang Ziyang is equivalent to being slapped in the face, and he will not be able to raise his head in the circle in the future.

While taking a step forward, Huang Ziyang took out a business card, said with a smile: "Third master, it's our fault for this matter today, if you open a number, it will be regarded as our apology, this is my dad Huang Zhengdao's business card, you can give him a call, and you will never be missing a penny." ”

At the critical moment, Huang Ziyang naturally had to pull his father's banner.

The third master laughed, stretched out his hand to take the business card from Huang Ziyang's hand, and looked at everyone like a prey: "There is a lot of nonsense, although Lao Tzu doesn't know that Huang Zhengdao is a cat and a dog on that road, then I, Ma San, will make this call today and let you die clearly!"

Everyone's hearts exploded, and their chests seemed to have been hit hard, they may not know who the third master is, but who Ma San is, they have all heard of it.

That is one of the generals who followed Yang Honglie, the big man in Jiangbei, to fight the world, sitting in Dongcheng District, fierce and ruthless, and there was no less blood-stained robes back then.

Ma Sanma sat there, holding Sister Shuang with one hand and dialing the phone with the other.

In the huge box, there was a dead silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

All that remained was a subtle beep on the phone.

Lin Qingshan, who was originally laughing and trembling, also found that the atmosphere was not right at this time, so she reached out and covered her cherry mouth.

"Huang Zhengdao, right, I'm Ma San, your son's friend Wu Lei beat my woman, I'm going to chop off Wu Lei's two hands, do you think I have to give you face first?"

After the phone was connected, Ma San asked with a sneer.

"Three...... Third master, you really torture me, don't be angry, I will definitely teach that unsuccessful rabbit cub a hard lesson, and personally come to the door to apologize to you......"

On the phone, Huang Zhengdao's sincere voice came from fear.

Huang Ziyang's face changed drastically, his father is also a well-known and exquisite character, when did he grovel so much, it can be seen that Ma San is definitely an existence that his father can't provoke.

Wu Lei rolled his eyes even more, and fainted directly.

Seeing the trembling appearance of a group of little children, Ma San knew that it was almost over, and said: "Today you touched my moldy head, don't think about leaving, let your family come to get it, as for this Wu Lei, wait for him to wake up and then break his hands, by the way, the three little girls over there, come over there and have a drink with me first." ”

As he spoke, Ma San pointed in the direction of Su Zhuo and the others, and the other party said that there were three little girls, naturally referring to Lin Qingya, Lin Qingshan's sisters, and Chen Qianya.

When he entered the door, Ma San spotted the three little girls, at first his main purpose was to teach Wu Lei a lesson for his women, but now, he wanted to take down these three beauties.