Blood flowed from Song Jinjiang's mouth and nose, and pain and fear tortured him at the same time, but the desire to survive still made him forget the pain. He pulled the corner of Lin Fan's trousers and begged for mercy in a pitiful tone: "Lin Shao, Uncle Lin, there is no deep hatred between me and you at all. It's just for a woman, it's not a big deal at all, women are like a plaything vase for us, I will never go against you martial arts masters again for a woman, please believe me, I won't trouble you again in the future. I have deeply remembered this lesson and lesson, please let me go. ”

"Let go of your hands, in your eyes, women are playthings. But in my eyes, they are all flesh and blood treasures. I have a completely different concept from you, so don't use your ideas to impose on me. Otherwise, I'll kill you right away. ”

Lin Fan kicked Song Jinjiang's hand away, feeling a sense of disgust at his words. Only scumbags like beasts will see women as playthings.

How could Lin Fan agree with Song Jinjiang's views and resonate with this kind of scum in human society.

"Yes, Lin Shao, you're right, I'm a beast. is not worthy of a peerless beauty like Wang Sinuo at all, only a man like you, a true gentleman, can be worthy of Wang Sinuo. I used to rob her with you, I was humiliating myself at all, I didn't know how thick the sky was. But I understand now, I know that only a character like Lin Shao can give Wang Sinuo happiness, and only you are worthy of being as beautiful in the world as her. I simply can't compare to you. Not even a single hair of yours can compare. I really know that Lin Shao was wrong now. I know wrong. Just let me go. I promise that I will never get into your happy life in the future. You said let me live. ”

Song Jinjiang was still begging for mercy, and said all the good things that could come up in his head to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at Song Jinjiang with a look of disdain, and said contemptuously: "I'm afraid you never thought that you Song Jinjiang would have today's fate, right?" It's not impossible to let you go, but how can I trust you? Maybe today you are begging me like a dog, and maybe in the future, you will turn your face like a white-eyed wolf and deal with me ruthlessly. ”

"Lin Shao. Don't worry, I will never provoke you again, I will hide aside when I see you, and I will really never trouble you again. Please let me go. ”

Song Jinjiang grabbed the corner of Lin Fan's pants again, begging for mercy with blood on his lips. Now he has forgotten his identity as the eldest young master of the Song family, and completely regards himself as a pitiful worm, a waste who is cheaper than a dog.

Lin Fan smiled faintly and thought about it: "It's okay to let you go, but you have to leave something for me as a souvenir." ”

"Yes. Lin Shao, whatever you want, just take it. Watch clothes. Take whatever you want. ”

As soon as Song Jinjiang heard that Lin Fan planned to let him live, his heart relaxed. Finally got a life back. When he heard that Lin Fan wanted a souvenir, he hurriedly took out the famous watch in his hand and the wallet on his body and handed them to Lin Fan.

"Are you a bandit when Lao Tzu is a bandit? I want you these mundane things, and it's not cheap for you, what I want, not only will I remember when I see it, but in the same way, you will deeply remember what happened today when you see it. ”

Lin Fan's face was ruthless, and with a clasp of his right hand, he grabbed Song Jinjiang's right hand in his hand. Then, he slowly grabbed Song Jinjiang's little finger with his left hand, and a fierce smile appeared on his face.

"Lin Shao, don't. Spare me, please don't hurt me again. Song Jinjiang watched Lin Fan's actions, and he knew what Lin Fan wanted. He was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy again.

"Life and a finger, you choose, life or little finger, give you three seconds to think about it, if I count to three and you haven't given me an answer, then I will first ask for your finger, and then ask for your life, I will let you not be able to save both, I will soon think about it and give me an answer, one, two......"

Lin Fan counted the numbers in a cold tone, counted quickly, and casually called two.

Frightened, Song Jinjiang hurriedly shouted: "Lin Shao, I'm going to die." I choose to keep my life......"

"Not bad, smart choice." Lin Fan smiled slightly, and suddenly exerted force in his hand.

A soft crisp sound sounded, and Song Jinjiang screamed. At this time, his entire little finger had been completely broken off in Lin Fan's hand.

"Leave your finger and make me a souvenir, which just makes you grow your heart and don't dare to trouble me again."

Lin Fan just broke off one of Song Jinjiang's little fingers, but as if he was fine, he casually put the little finger into his pocket. Looks like he really wants to keep this little finger in good hands.

Song Jinjiang's face was full of horror, holding his wrist, screaming in pain, looking at the blood that kept pouring out from his severed finger. He hated and feared in his heart, but no matter how much he hated Lin Fan and wanted to kill Lin Fan, he didn't dare to take any revenge on Lin Fan.

"Shall I go now?"

Song Jinjiang asked Lin Fan timidly, he really didn't want to stay by Lin Fan's side anymore. The longer he stayed, the more he felt that he was getting closer and closer to hell. If he stayed any longer, he could be sure that he would probably stay in hell forever. But that was not the result he wanted, he wanted to live and look for an opportunity to seek justice from Lin Fan for the harm he had harmed......

"Don't be busy, someone won't pick you up."

Lin Fan smiled at Song Jinjiang and told Song Jinjiang the good news with great certainty.

"Come out, you haven't been hiding there for so long, you don't want to wait for a helper to come, right?" Lin Fan stood up and ignored Song Jinjiang at all, but turned around and said to the dark hallway.

It didn't take long for a young man to emerge from the darkness without hesitation, around twenty-four or five years old, dressed in sportswear. This person was the handsome young man who had come with the old man.

"You are so vicious, aren't you afraid of the Song family's retaliation?"

The young man calmly walked straight to Lin Fan and asked in a flat voice.

"You haven't come out to save Song Jinjiang for so long, aren't you afraid of Song's blame?"

Lin Fan asked indifferently, and the young man in front of him was assassinated without a trace.

The young man's face changed, and he said sharply: "I have just arrived, and I was busy using the radio to notify the helpers to come. It's too late to save Jiang Shao. ”

"Really? Then Song Jinjiang has to believe in you, it's useless to tell me. It's better for you to kill people and kill people, and then count it on my head. ”

Lin Fan said casually. The effort to sow discord can be regarded as just right.

When Song Jinjiang heard what Lin Fan said, he was so shocked that he hurriedly said: "Brother Cheng, I believe in you, and I won't blame you, don't think about it." ”

Now Song Jinjiang, in order to survive, is really as low as a dog.

"Jiang Shao, you bear with it first, the rescuers will arrive soon, this kid can't escape." The young man said fiercely on his face.

"Oh, what a rescuer, Lin Shao and I are good friends, we were just learning martial arts, and it is inevitable that we will be injured. This is my own self-origin, no wonder Lin Shao at all. Call the helpers and let them go, I don't need them anymore. ”

Song Jinjiang knew in his heart that there was nothing he could do with Lin Fan for thousands of armed policemen. Those ordinary martial artists came, they were simply food delivery goods, and they were definitely not Lin Fan's opponents. It's better to let them leave quickly, so as not to anger Lin Fan, and their lives will not be guaranteed.

"This ......" The young man's face was stunned, and then he said: "Jiang Shao, don't worry, this time the martial arts leaders of Qinghai City are here, even if this kid has three heads and six arms, he will be beaten down by us to avenge Jiang Shao." ”

The young man turned to Lin Fan and said, "You kid just ate the bear's heart and leopard's guts, and you dare to go against the Song family, aren't you afraid of the Song family's power all over the country?" No matter how good you are, sooner or later you will be killed by the sea of people tactics. ”

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "You don't have to worry about this, if the Song family only has a waste lackey like you, to be honest, I am really not afraid of the Song family's revenge." ”

Such a naked contempt, calmly despised. As a martial arts scholar, how could the young man endure it. His face was flushed, and he cried out in anger, "You are so self-righteous that you are not afraid to flash your tongue." Haven't you heard of the name of my Qinghai Ma family? ”

Lin Fan hated this kind of mischievous breed that used family power to oppress people the most, and said disapprerovingly at the moment: "Qinghai Ma family, what is it?" Seriously, I really haven't heard of any big deal in the Qinghai Ma family. Besides, you don't see it clearly, Lao Tzu doesn't even pay attention to the second ancestor of the Song family, you are a lackey, do you think you can scare me? ”

"You...... It seems that you are toasting and not eating, and you want to eat and drink. Today, I'll let you see the power of Ma Jiaquan. ”

The young man was very angry, and after this junior of the Ma family was angered by Lin Fan, he had long forgotten the warning of the old man of the Ma family, and attacked Lin Fan with his fist.

The punch is like a tiger pounced, the pace is as steady as an elephant, and every move is full of style, and the momentum is not small. The young man walked quickly, and the fist wind struck Lin Fan's chest.

"Don't......"

Song Jinjiang on the side was hammering the ground and lamenting. This stupid bird of the Ma family said that he was here to save people, but maybe he came to harm people. With his little tricks, how could he beat Lin Fan. You must know that Lin Fan is a monster that can rush out of the rain of bullets, and he can deal with it. I really don't know Tarzan.

Song Jinjiang thought bitterly in his heart, but he forgot about himself. How often did he put Lin Fan in his eyes before?

The young man punched out of the main gate, left and right, and punched straight at Lin Fan's door one after another.

Lin Fan calmly dodged and retreated, this kind of crop trick used by the young man was simply a trick to bluff the people, how could it hurt him. (To be continued......)