Qin Lang sympathized with such a remark from the driver, because, there is only a line between good and bad, good and evil, crossing the past is evil, and retreating is good, how many people have not walked through this thought, Qin Lang does not know, and cannot know, this world has become so chaotic and complicated, looking at the honest and honest behind it is full of conspiracy, looking at the ugly-looking person, it is possible to have a good angel's heart. For example, Huang Enbo mentioned the rouge to himself, originally thought that there could be no woman with a conscience in that kind of place, but the practice of rouge impressed everyone, Qin Lang felt that if he developed one day, he must repay this woman well, thinking of this, not only was he dumbfounded, because he felt that his probability was too small.

The car stopped at the gate of a community, and Qin Lang and Huang Enbo got out of the car with two people and went upstairs.

The building is still the kind of old residential building, and the corridor is dark and cramped.

At the door of the sixth floor, Huang Enbo stopped and rang the doorbell.

The one who opened the door was a relatively young-looking woman, and she was a little dazed when she saw this state at the door.

Huang Enbo didn't explain this to his wife, but kicked the bald head in.

Qin Lang followed Huang Enbo's example and kicked his braids in.

The door was slammed shut by the swallows, and the bald head and the pigtails struggled to tear off the clothes covering their faces, and looked at the few people in the room in horror.

Huang Enbo's wife asked Yanzi what was going on, and Yanzi said, "Mom, these two bastards have bullied me." ”

"Grass mud horse." Huang Enbo's wife ran into the kitchen, brandishing a sharp kitchen knife to fight hard.

Qin Lang hurriedly came over and stopped him, Huang Enbo glared and said, "Get out."

Huang Enbo's wife and Yanzi both went to another room.

Huang Enbo sat on the sofa, looked at the bald head squatting in front of him and asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The bald man said, "I don't know." ”

Huang Enbo turned his mouth over, his bald head turned over his head, and blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Huang Enbo took out his mobile phone, pressed the recording button, and said, "Tell me, what is going on, who is behind the instructions for you to do this." ”

The bald man just wanted to speak, but the braid next to him scolded at this time: "Grass and mud horses, don't pretend to be with me, believe it or not, I will make you unable to keep your job." ”

Qin Lang looked down on such a fox and fake tiger person the most, and without waiting for Huang Enbo to stand up, he directly opened two mouths to him.

"Big brother, let's be honest, otherwise they can't let us go, and they can't do it for other people's things." The bald man begged on the side.

"Fart, do you think we can have a good life when we go out, and those people won't kill us." Braids said.

Qin Lang picked up the kitchen knife that Huang Enbo's wife put on the table, grabbed the braided hand and stepped on the ground with his foot, and said, "Grass and mud horses, if you don't say it, I'll chop off your hand now." ”

The braid glared at Qin Lang and said, "Grass and mud horse, you are casual, if you don't chop it, you are not born by your mother." ”

The last thing Qin Lang wanted to hear was that it involved his mother, because he had heard enough of this sentence when he was a child.

I still remember when I was a child, after school, when I passed by a large group of people, a single man with a leprosy head grabbed Qin Lang and said, "Little rabbit cub, you say, is your mother **." ”

Qin Lang didn't think about it, and replied to him: "Your mother is **." ”

The leper was a little unbearable, and he wanted to show his skills in front of these women, but he didn't expect to be scolded by a little hairy child.

The women sitting in the shade of the trees laughed loudly, and some pointed to the leper and couldn't speak.

The leper slapped Qin Lang in the mouth, and said viciously: "Little rabbit, say, is your mother not?" ”

Qin Lang's eyes had turned blood-red, like a little lion who had gone crazy.

The two little hands were clutched by the leper head, and although he tried hard to break free, his strength was too small to break free.

In a hurry, Qin Lang bit the leprosy's arm, and the salty smell of sweat wrapped in the smell of coaxing made Qin Lang almost not vomit.

But he held back and bit his prey like a lion.

The leper didn't expect it to be such a result, he screamed in pain, and the women next to him leaned back and fell in laughter.

The leper felt that he had completely lost face, and freed up one hand to hit Qin Lang's mouth fiercely.

But no matter how hard he used, Qin Lang just wouldn't let go, and he even heard the sound of teeth entering the flesh and skin.

A piece of meat was bitten alive by Qin Lang from the leper's arm, and then spit on the ground, the leper had long forgotten what he wanted to do at the beginning, and just scolded himself over and over again in his heart why he wanted to provoke this bitch.

Today, the braid touched Qin Lang's brow again, and he knew that he was wrong about what happened next.

Qin Lang didn't chop off his hand with a kitchen knife, the expression on his face changed from angry to smiling, but that smile seemed to come out of hell, with an endless chill.

Braids still have a premonition of this danger, but it is too late.

Qin Lang grabbed his index finger and broke it into ninety degrees little by little.

The braids began to howl in pain, the bald expression was very funny, the nose, eyes and mouth had been gathered together, and the mouth kept inhaling cool air.

Qin Lang did not stop because of the howl of the braids, but after his fingers passed ninety degrees, he suddenly forced, and the crisp breaking sound made the bald man close his eyes, and said in his heart, my mother, this boss is too terrifying.

The braids fainted in pain, and Qin Lang took out a bottle of steaming mineral water from the freezer and poured it on his face.

The braid hummed and woke up from the pain, and what he saw was the upturned corners of Qin Lang's mouth.

"Alright," Mr. Huang said.

Huang Enbo didn't want this young man to be re-involved because of his own affairs, so he stepped in to stop it.

Qin Lang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it myself." ”

The middle finger of the braid was already held in Qin Lang's hand, and like the last time, when it passed ninety degrees, another finger was broken with a click.

The braid fainted again, and Qin Lang still woke it up with ice water again.

The braid completely succumbed, and it will be counted after a while, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that all ten of my fingers will be wasted.

The braided hands kept spasming, the pain was terrible, and the speech was a little incoherent.

"Big brother, spare your life, spare your life, I say, I'll say anything." The braid begged weakly.

Qin Lang smiled, patted his braided head and said, "Next time, remember, don't talk with other people's parents." ”

The braid was very sad, and the heart said, grass, it's terrible to be uneducated.