Chapter 63: Like a Nightmare, Never Die

Fifty or sixty junior brothers immediately swarmed up, surrounded Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie, and Bai Shaojie in the center, and instantly beat them up.

"Who's kicking my crotch?"

"Big brothers, don't slap your face, don't slap your face, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

Quickly, Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie were beaten and paralyzed on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces.

Han Qingyun was the most sorrowful, and he vomited out the sour water in his stomach.

Yang Chen carried the machete and scolded angrily: "Now give you another chance, hurry up and count it for me again." ”

"Count again?"

Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie were as if they had lost their souls.

"What? I want Lao Tzu to give you a good time? Lao Tzu will fulfill you two brutes now. ”

Yang Chen snorted angrily, raised his machete and walked towards the two of them.

"I count me, I count, a good man spares his life!

Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie were so frightened that they trembled all over, and hurriedly squatted down, sweating profusely, and began to count the money for the second time.

In the face of death, everyone is extremely afraid in their hearts.

Especially a super gentleman like Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie cherishes their own lives very much.

"Hurry up, Shaojie, let's hurry up and give hundreds of thousands to the heroes. Han Qingyun's tears were rolling in his eyes.

Aggrieved, an unprecedented sense of aggrieved made the two extremely messy.

"It's happy, it's really happy, you should kill this kid's majesty. Dong Yonghao said excitedly as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Third child, it's not too early, we can't keep draining. Li Song reminded.

This kind of rectification of Han Qingyun is of course a relief, but it also takes a lot of time.

"I understand!" Chu Feng nodded in response.

Quickly, Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie counted 100,000 coins, and their faces were full of fear.

"Big... Big brother, return the 100,000 coins to you, forgive us!" Han Qingyun cried with a sad face.

"Yes, yes, it's not easy to come out and mix, please let it go!" Bai Shaojie's face was full of fear.

"Fart! Lao Tzu actually put tens of thousands of coins less, just look at whether you are honest or not, it seems that you two look down on me? Lao Tzu is not short of money, beat, brothers, give me a hard beating. ”

Yang Chen kicked on the mountain-like coins, kicked a large number of coins, and flew in all directions.

"Less... Tens of thousands less?"

Han Qingyun was stunned, his face was all difficult, as if he was in his throat, making him completely stunned.

Bai Shaojie was also completely dumbfounded.

He can see that the other party is going to play their rhythm to death!

Two people go to count 300,000 coins, how long do you have to count?

Who can guarantee that the 300,000 coins will not go wrong?

The other party's routine was to kill the two of them, which made Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie subconsciously hold their heads with one hand and cover their crotch with the other.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The two were pressed to the ground again and beaten by fat.

"Woooooooooooo

Han Qingyun was beaten purple and bruised all over this time, paralyzed on the ground, and Han Qingyun left two lines of tears of humiliation.

"Big brother, big brother, I'm here to make soy sauce, do you want to be so ruthless?"

Bai Shaojie also cried, crying heartbreakingly.

He really came to make soy sauce, and this matter has nothing to do with it directly.

was innocently lying down because of a sentence, which made Bai Shaojie collapse to the extreme.

"Hurry up and count Lao Tzu again, don't ink! Brothers, get on the knife. ”

Yang Chen scolded angrily, and fifty or sixty men in black clenched their cold machetes and walked up.

"Count, let's count, don't move the knife, don't move the knife. ”

Han Qingyun and Bai Shaojie stared at fifty or sixty machetes with flashing eyes, and the two of them all got up from the ground with a lot of urine in their souls.

"Hurry up!"

Yang Chen kicked Han Qingyun's buttocks, and Han Qingyun lost control of his center of gravity and plunged into the pile of money.

"Hurry up, Shaojie, hurry up and count all the coins. ”

At this time, Han Qingyun didn't know what to use to describe his mood.

He didn't care about the pain on his body, he just wanted to count all the coins and get out of this damn place as soon as possible.

All of this haunted Han Qingyun's heart like a nightmare, making Han Qingyun extremely panicked.

"Yang Chen!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chu Feng shouted solemnly.

"Brother Feng, what are your instructions?"

When Yang Chen heard Chu Feng's call, he quickly came to Chu Feng's side with a look of flattery.

"Forget it! Han Qingyun, it's not easy for the brothers to come all the way, 300,000 yuan for you, and 3 million for mental damage, today's matter is completely over. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!" Chu Feng said coldly.

"Three... Three million?" Han Qingyun was stunned all of a sudden.

He blackmailed Chu Feng for 300,000 yuan, and this guy actually blackmailed himself for 3 million, which made Han Qingyun not calm all of a sudden.

All the savings on his body add up to barely more than three million, wouldn't he have to empty out all of his old bottom all at once?

"What? You're not happy?"

Yang Chen sneered, and the cold machete instantly stood on Han Qingyun's neck.

Feeling the chill emanating from the machete close at hand, Han Qingyun's face changed greatly on the spot, and he forced out a smile: "Happy! Of course I'm happy to make such a good deal." ”

"Would you like to hurry up?" Yang Chen's tone was aggressive.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Han Qingyun quickly took out his mobile phone and transferred a huge sum of three million to Chu Feng's account.

"It's finally okay now, right?"

Staring at the record of successful transfers, Han Qingyun's heart was dripping blood.

The savings that I had managed to accumulate for several years could really be said to have been all out at once.

Under the roof, Han Qingyun can only choose to break the fortune and avoid disasters.

Realizing that the transfer was successful, Yang Chen snorted angrily: "Why don't you talk nonsense here, why don't you hurry up and thank Brother Feng for not killing him?"

Staring at Chu Feng's cold face, Han Qingyun's heart was extremely messy.

But in front of Chu Feng, he had to bow his head.

"Many... Thank you Brother Feng for not remembering the villain, and thank you Brother Feng for not killing. ”

All of a sudden, Han Qingyun hung his head like a defeated rooster and apologized.

"What about you?" Yang Chen glared at Bai Shaojie angrily.

Bai Shaojie shuddered and hurriedly said, "Thank you Brother Feng for not killing." ”

Chu Feng hummed softly and turned around to signal that everyone could leave.

Gong Yingxue and the others hesitated for a moment, but still followed Chu Feng and quickly walked out of Zilanxuan.

"Congratulations to Brother Feng, congratulations to sister-in-law!"

Chu Feng Gong Yingxue had just walked out of Zilanxuan, and an extremely majestic voice resounded behind her.

Seeing Chu Feng and the others leave, Yang Chen said with satisfaction: "I'm looking for trouble in the future, Lao Tzu cut you two puppies in minutes, brothers, let's go!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Yang Chen immediately took a group of younger brothers to the light of Wuling to evacuate.

Staring at the disappearing figures of these people, Han Qingyun trembled with anger, and he slammed a wine glass on the bar to the ground: "Chu Feng, you wait for me, Ben Shao and you will never die, never die..."