"What kind of person, pretend to be a ghost! Get out of here!"

Wang Yuding was taken aback, his eyes widened and he looked around, but he didn't find any figures.

"Boss Wang, hello!"

Yang Xiaoqian appeared behind Wang Yuding ghostly, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled brightly.

"Ah...... It's you!"

Wang Yuding turned around like an electric shock, his face changed wildly like a ghost, and he regressed again and again.

"That's right, it's me, still waiting for me here so late?"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled.

"You...... Why did you come here yourself?

Wang Yuding had a faint sense of foreboding, forced his mind, and asked with a gloomy face.

"I cleaned it up.

Yang Xiaoqian smiled and said casually, just like chatting about family life.

"your fart! Just with you stinky little brute, Lao Tzu can kick you over with one kick! Who are you paralyzing and bluffing!"

Wang Yuding roared, took out his mobile phone and was about to call the people in the machete state to ask.

"Stop fighting, just now a stupid guy named Silly Hui called you and said that he had caught me, and he was going to send me over right away, right?"

"I'll tell you the truth, I asked him to make that phone call! My purpose is to stabilize you first, otherwise you run away, where will I find you to settle the account!"

"Those eight stupid mouths in the machete state have all been overturned by Lao Tzu! I have already called the police, those eight stupid mouths must have been controlled by the police, if you don't want to throw yourself into the net, just call!"

Yang Xiaoqian's tone gradually became gloomy.

Wang Yuding's face collapsed, leaning on the stake, his eyes flashing, and he was dressed heavily.

Yang Xiaoqian even knows the stupid Hui in the Machete Gang, could it be that what he said is true?

"Impossible! This is absolutely undecided! Even if this little beast knows some kung fu, but everyone in the machete state can also do kung fu, especially the boss Ah Biao, who practices a hard qigong sideways, and ordinary blades can't hurt him! If he wants to clean up this kid, it's not like killing an ant all the time!"

"There must be some deception in this! No, could it be that the people of the Machete State followed this kid and he found out and called the police? Could it be that this place is surrounded by the police?"

Wang Yuding's eyes flashed, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and suddenly roared, holding a sharp knife, and rushed towards Yang Xiaoqian like a mad dog.

He wanted to arrest Yang Xiaoqian as a threat and threaten the police outside

He already has three lives in his hands, I don't know how many immoral things he has done in this life, there is a ghost in his heart, once he is caught by the police, he will definitely die!

He had mixed in southern Yunnan in his early years, he had done murder and arson, and he really had some means, and he was fifty or sixty years old, and his skills were still vigorous and ruthless.

But no matter how vigorous and ruthless he is, in front of our brother Qian, he is not a fart!

Before he could attack the distance of Yang Xiaoqian's body half a foot, he was kicked in the face by Yang Xiaoqian, flew out directly like a piece of waste paper, and hung on a big iron hook like a piece of beef!

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h

The big iron hook hooked Wang Yuding's shoulder blades and hung in the air, and the screams of killing pigs echoed in the slaughterhouse, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Boss Wang, this tastes very cool, right? When you sent the people of the Machopper State to deal with Lao Tzu, did you think that you had a good day?"

Yang Xiaoqian walked up to Wang Yuding and said slowly.

"Fuck you, I'm afraid of you! If you die, you'll die! If you can't kill me, you're a son ......of a bitch."

Wang Yuding was extremely hard-toothed, his body was in mid-air, and his legs kicked Yang Xiaoqian fiercely, knocking him down.

"Grass you! Let me see how hard you are!"

Yang Xiaoqian was enraged, grabbed one of his legs like lightning, and pulled down violently.

"Tear up!"

A terrifying sound of muscles and bones shattering sounded, and Wang Yuding's shoulder blades tore the iron hook open a terrifying gap!

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h It hurts me to death...... What the hell am I going to you...... I'm going to chop you into minced meat......"

Wang Yuding's face was so distorted in pain that he didn't look like an adult, screamed and scolded wildly, and his teeth were still very hard.

"!"

Yang Xiaoqian was furious, and pulled his leg violently again, and the big iron hook directly tore off his shoulder blades and one shoulder.

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h little brute, you're too ruthless...... Not as torturous as you......"

Wang Yuding fell to the ground, screaming frantically and rolling all over the ground.

"Paralyzed, do you want to accept it?"

Yang Xiaoqian also fell into trouble with him, grabbed him like a chicken, and wanted to hang it on the big iron hook.

"Obeyed...... Please stop torturing me......"

The severe pain made Wang Yuding completely calm down, and his mania was suppressed, and he begged for mercy again and again.

In fact, Wang Yuding is a person who is very deep in the city, otherwise it would be impossible to do such a big business.

It's just that once his mania hits, it barks and bites like a mad dog, and it is not controlled at all.

Now that he has calmed down, he knows that the hero will not suffer the loss in front of him.

Although Wang Yuding is hateful, Yang Xiaoqian can't kill him.

Now that this mad dog has softened, Yang Xiaoqian will no longer torture him.

However, this does not mean that Yang Xiaoqian will let him go.

Wang Yuding was hooked off an iron hook under his arm, blood gushed like a spring, he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain and wanted to take off his clothes and bandage it, but he couldn't do it.

If there was no more blood, he would soon bleed to death.

"Boss Wang, do you want me to help you bandage it?"

Yang Xiaoqian suddenly asked with a smile on his face.

"Multi-...... Thanks!"

Wang Yuding's face was as white as white paper in pain, and he trembled.

"But there is a fee!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled.

"Multi-...... Less?"

The muscles on Wang Yuding's face twitched violently, and he had long known that he would not be so kind.

"Ten million!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled.

It costs 10 million to bandage?

Why don't you grab it!

"You...... You...... Okay! I ...... Promise! Give me a bag!"

Wang Yuding spurted out a mouthful of old blood in his heart, but his life was important, so he had to agree.

Yang Xiaoqian took off his clothes and bandaged him, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

However, with a broken arm, such a serious injury cannot be healed by a bandage.

Wang Yuding is fifty or sixty years old, he can't stand such torture at all, his face is already as sallow as a dead man, and he is supported by a ruthless willpower, so he didn't faint.

But this is not the way to do it after all, and soon he will die of pain.

Yang ...... Brother, excuse me...... Brought me my phone...... I think...... Make a 120......"

Wang Yuding pointed to the mobile phone that was left aside during the fight just now.

"No problem! But you still have to charge a fee!"

Yang Xiaoqian happily agreed.

"Multi-...... Many...... How much?"

Wang Yuding shuddered.

"One hundred million!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled.

"Poof!"

Wang Yuding was so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

Yang Xiaoqian can't let him die, he won't be able to make money if he dies!

Yang Xiaoqian pressed his index finger on the others, injecting a wisp of true qi, and Wang Yuding immediately sobered up.

"Yes! I promise you!"

Wang Yuding gritted his teeth and agreed, and his stomach had already greeted Yang Xiaoqian's eighteenth generation ancestor.

Yang Xiaoqian went over and picked up his mobile phone and handed it to him, and then gave him his card number as well.

Wang Yuding knew that he would not let him call 120 if he didn't transfer it to him, so he immediately transferred 110 million to him.

After Yang Xiaoqian received the account, Wang Yuding trembled and was about to dial 120.

"Boss Wang, wait a minute, my shirt is stained by your blood, you have to accompany me!"

Yang Xiaoqian suddenly said with a smile again.

"How much?"

Wang Yuding gritted his teeth and said.

"Ten million!"

Yang Xiaoqian smiled.

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(Thank you very much for the reward from "Cheng Laigui"!)