Chapter 143: A Gentleman Becomes a Clown

Taylor is left alone, desperate and his last hope of being rescued is dashed.

"Luo Tian, Brother Tian, listen to me, as long as you let me go, I will promise you any conditions, is the money, is one million enough? If it's not enough, two million, I have money, and I can promise not to harass her again, and I won't set foot in China in the future, please spare you and me. ”

Biaozi and Huzi dug a sand pit, and several people surrounded Taylor in the middle, and Taylor felt more desperate than ever.

"Forget it, I don't want your money, isn't it blackmail?"

"Aren't we all deliberately killing people, why not?" Huzi asked with a wink.

Biaozi raised his hand and slapped Huzi on the head and scolded: "Brother wants you to talk more? Die and see how I clean you up. ”

"That'...... Then whatever you want, as long as you say it, I can do it. "Taylor struggled to see how funny it was.

"Oh, is it? I want the stars in the sky, can you pluck them for me? If you want to live, come, light a cigarette for your big brother. ”

Trembling, Taylor took out a cigarette and handed it to Luo Tian.

Luo Tian pointed at Wang Baozhu and said, "This is your pillar brother, called." ”

"Brother Zhuzi, smoking."

Wang Baozhu smiled very proudly, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth to signal the ignition, Taylor immediately took out a lighter and lit it for Wang Baozhu.

"This is your brother Biao."

Biao Zi smiled and snatched the cigarette away, took out one and stuffed it into his mouth, and put the rest in his pocket.

"What are you doing in a daze, come, order it for your grandfather."

When Huzi saw that the cigarette was gone, he hurriedly asked, "Brother, what am I smoking when I run out of cigarettes?" ”

"What do children smoke, you smoke foreign cigarettes and hurt your body."

Biaozi is a sharp-eyed master, and he will not take out Taylor's good cigarette when it falls into his hands.

"Isn't there still Brother Dapeng? I can't smoke him and I can't smoke it? ”

"You talk a lot, get out of the calf."

Duan Peng walked up and down in front of Taylor, and asked, "How much is the watch?" ”

Taylor immediately took off the watch and handed it to Duan Peng.

"Patek Philippe, it's 150,000 if it's not worth much."

"My good girl, 150,000, you sent me? That's embarrassing. Duan Peng said that he was embarrassed but put it on his wrist, and looked left and right, Biaozi is not doing it now, a pack of cigarettes is only a few dollars, and Duan Peng is more than 100,000 yuan as soon as he makes a move.

"Delivered, you like me to send you."

Biaozi has her eyes on Taylor's necklace.

"Brother, I like that necklace." Huzi spoke first.

Taylor immediately took off the necklace and threw it to Huzi.

The watch was not fished out, the necklace was gone, Biaozi pulled Taylor's collar and said with a wicked smile: "Hey, buddy, the suit and leather shoes are good, can you send them?" ”

Asking people to send things like this in the world is simply a hard robbery.

"Clothes ...... Clothes. ”

"Are you reluctant? If you don't want to, forget it. ”

"Yes, I do, of course my brother likes it, I will give it to you."

Taylor took off his suit and leather shoes and gave them to Biaozi, leaving only a pair of pants on his body, and he was like a clown circling back and forth in the middle of the sand.

"Everyone, as long as you let me live, I can give anything, please."

"Come, sing a song to grandpa, grandpa will let you go when he's happy." Biao Zi said.

"Sing what?"

Biaozi's brain was so inky, listening to those rural heavy metals, he scratched his head and asked, "Can you sing at the horse dance, the whole paragraph." ”

"No...... Won't ......"

"Grass!" Biaozi raised his leg and kicked Taylor to the ground, scolding: "You trash, you can dance on horseback, you can't sing." ”

Wang Baozhu smiled and said nothing, is this singing and dancing the same thing? Biaozi is Biaozi, talent.

"Forget it, I can't afford to sing, my wife likes to listen to it the most."

"Hurt ...... I can't afford to hurt ......."

"I haven't eaten, I can't hear."

Taylor's heart turned up, and he shouted loudly.

"I can't afford to hurt, I really can't hurt ......"

"Grass!" Biaozi kicked Taylor over again.

"Why are you so loud, I'm not deaf, grass your grandma, why do you continue to sing, be affectionate, lively, serious, happy, melancholy, by the way, it's like the kind of noble 4B style of the small era that Jiaojiao said, just what low-key luxury is ......"

"High-end atmosphere on the grade, low-key luxury with connotation, unrestrained foreign atmosphere with depth, simple and fashionable international style, low-end vulgar and vulgar temperament, no lower limit for suffocating hypocrisy!" Huzi interjected on the side.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's about singing this feeling, singing."

Taylor really wanted to kill himself, what the, even Charage couldn't sing music like this.

But now you have to sing if you don't sing.

Taylor tore out his duck-like throat and howled wolf.

After singing a song, this is not a pleasure.

"Grass!"

Biaozi kicked Taylor down again. "It's not good, what kind of thing is singing, I said that I want to listen to the horse riding dance how it turned out to be unaffordable, you remember being eaten by dogs, grass."

Luo Tianjiang saw that he picked it up, stretched out his hand and scraped the blade, and said, "Enough fun, it's time to send my brother on the road and catch him." ”

Wang Baozhu and Biaozi stepped forward and grabbed Taylor.

"Get on your knees."

The two pressed Taylor to the ground, and Taylor looked at Luo Tian and wailed.

"Brother Tian, God, my father, my father, don't kill me, I was wrong, I was really wrong......"

A stream of liquid came out of Taylor's crotch, wetting the sand, and the air was filled with the smell of urine. He trembled all over and was scared to pee.

"Don't beg me, don't come to China in the next life, you are too self-righteous, why don't you stalk people if they don't like you. I won't talk about these truths now, think about it, I will burn paper for you during the Qingming Festival, and I'm ready to come up. ”

Luo Tian blew the machete and said, "It won't hurt after blowing, goodbye." ”

Luo Tian was not in a hurry to start, but scratched back and forth on Taylor's neck, lifted it when he put it down, and lifted it up and put it down again.

"Mom, God, help, Lord, Jade Emperor, Buddha, help......," Taylor shouted incoherently. Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. ”

Luo Tian raised his machete and slashed down.

"Mom!"

Taylor's eyes went dark and he fell into the sand pit.