Chapter 59: I've been waiting for you for a long time
Yan Xiaokai stopped talking.
Ximen Yaoming said in a hurry: "The surname is Yan, you have nothing to say, then it's my turn!" I've just said that I'm here to settle accounts with you, so I don't want to waste more time with you, and the manager of the royal court called me and said that there is a little virgin waiting for me to go over and open the buds tonight! β
Yan Xiaokai frowned and asked, "Then what do you want to calculate?" β
Ximen Yaoming raised a finger, "First, return to me all the things you extorted from me." 500,000 in cash, plus 300,000 in interest. A house, and a BMW coupe, well, this CC is very inferior, but the interest as a house and BMW is barely okay. β
Yan Xiaokai asked lightly: "Is there anything else?" β
"What's the hurry?" Ximen Yaoming sighed, then slowly raised his second finger and continued: "Second, that is, I have to go back all the shame you gave me." You have to kneel down for me, kowtow to me three times, and then call me three times uncle, and then learn to call the dog and learn to learn the dog~ crawl and drill through my crotch. β
Although Yan Xiaokai trembled with anger, his tone was still very flat and asked, "That's all?" β
Ximen Yaoming said: "Of course it's not just that, if you do these two conditions, then I'll only cut off one of your hands, even if we expose this matter, but you have to get out of Haiyuan City, and never step into this land for half a step, otherwise I will bury you alive!" β
"Tsk!" Yan Xiaokai sighed and said, "Ximen Yaoming, you are much more vicious than I imagined!" β
Ximen Yaoming arched his hand and said: "General, the third in the country!" β
Yan Xiaokai sighed again and said, "Originally, I thought I had done something too much for you, but now it seems that I haven't done too much!" β
Ximen Yaoming sneered, "I regret it now, isn't it too late?" Less TM nonsense, hurry up and kneel down for Lao Tzu, otherwise you will die immediately! β
Yan Xiaokai stared at Ximen Yaoming for a while, then looked around at the fierce men around him, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Ximen Yaoming, do you admit it?" You are a very naΓ―ve person. β
Ximen Yaoming sneered: "Am I naΓ―ve? I appreciate your sense of humor, because not everyone is in the mood to joke when they are dying. β
Yan Xiaokai's face was straight, and he asked very seriously: "Ximen Yaoming, do you really think I will die tonight?" β
Ximen Yaoming looked left and right, "Is there anyone else who can save you?" Your little brother? He seems to be in school. Zheng Peilin, she seems to have fallen asleep. So who else? β
Yan Xiaokai shook his head, "I never rely on others, I only believe in myself, because only by doing it myself can I have enough food and clothing." β
"You mean you can save yourself?" Ximen Yaoming laughed again, snatched the machete in the hand of a big man, and pointed the tip of the knife straight at Yan Xiaokai, "Okay, I'll see how you save yourself." β
Yan Xiaokai said lightly: "Ximen Yaoming, before you do it, I think you should look at your own hands first." β
Ximen Yaoming said: "You don't need to scare me, I won't fall for you again, and my hands are so good, nothing happens!" β
"Really?" Yan Xiaokai asked suspiciously: "Don't you feel insomnia, dreams, frequent urination at night, and lack of energy in the past few days?" β
Ximen Yaoming's brows furrowed, and he swung a knife at Yan Xiaokai, "You are a fart, Lao Tzu has always been like this!" β
What was very surprising was that Yan Xiaokai did not dodge, but stood there straight, the machete was about to fall on top of his head, and his eyes were still firmly fixed on Ximen Yaoming.
Such a calm movement, such a calm expression, and such a confident look made Ximen Yaoming's heart stunned, and the machete that slashed at his head was also stagnant, and it stopped on his forehead.
Yan Xiaokai originally wanted to dodge, but he knew very well that Ximen Yaoming was a master higher than the top ten masters, and his knife could not be dodged by himself, since this was the case, then simply not dodge, and use his momentum to deter him.
didn't expect this empty city to be bo, and he really won it, Ximen Yaoming really didn't dare to chop it down with suspicion.
Yan Xiao was happy and thundered, but his tone was forced to be flat: "Ximen Yaoming, you can cut me with a knife, but if I die, you will only have three days to live at most." β
Ximen Yaoming was shocked, and shouted angrily: "You don't lie here to confuse the public. β
Yan Xiaokai said: "Am I a gossip to confuse the public, you look at your own hands." β
Although Ximen Yaoming didn't believe Yan Xiaokai, he couldn't help but look at his hands, and when he looked at them, there was nothing unusual about his two hands, but after a closer look, he found that there seemed to be a looming black line on his wrist.
Yes, not a tendon or a blood vessel, but a black line, just below the skin, and if you are not serious, you will mistake it for just a blood vessel.
Ximen Yaoming's expression changed slightly, and he looked at his other hand again, and found that the other hand was the same.
Yan Xiaokai said: "Can't you see clearly?" Then press it and take a look. β
Ximen Yaoming couldn't care about cutting Yan Xiaokai anymore, threw the knife and pressed it towards the starting part of the black line, and an obvious and extremely irregular black line suddenly appeared on the wrist under the press, which was ten centimeters long, and the tip was forked, like a growing weed.
At the same time as he pressed it, a sharp pain also went from his wrist to his heart, tearing his heart and lungs, and the pain of breaking his muscles and bones made him dizzy for a while, and he almost fell to the ground on the spot.
A thug next to him saw that Ximen Dashao was swaying and wanted to fall down, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
It was so easy, Ximen Yaoming, who had breathed a sigh of relief, barely stood firm, pushed away the thug who was holding him, and asked Yan Xiaokai angrily and fearfully, "The surname is Yan, what's going on?" β
"Can't you see it so obviously?" Yan Xiaokai spread his hands, and said indifferently: "Ximen Dashao, you are poisoned!" β
"Am I poisoned?" Ximen Yaoming's heart was cold, and he roared loudly: "How could I be poisoned? β
Yan Xiaokai finally couldn't help but sneer, "I said that you are a very naΓ―ve person, and you still don't admit it." How can you get poisoned? Of course, it's my black hand! β
Ximen Yaoming was so angry that he pointed at Yan Xiaokai, "You! It's you? β
Yan Xiaokai stretched out his hand and pushed his fingers away, pulled him over, and said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten?" That night, you came to beg me to save you, so that you could survive the last few fierce hours of the extinction of the sun safely, and when I was really ready to save you with compassion, there was a vision in the sky, which should be a reminder from heaven that people like you cannot be saved. And later, when we were chatting in front of the door, I also kept observing you in the gossip mirror above, and found that you were always looking at me with resentful eyes, and at that time, I was even more sure that people like you really can't be saved. However, God has the virtue of a good life, how can I, Yan Xiaokai, be such an upright and kind person, watch a life disappear in front of my eyes? But there is another old saying that you can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to prevent people, so when I prick you with yang blood to strengthen the five elements, I used a silver needle that had just been soaked in poison. And you came in time, because I had just boiled the poison, and if you had come an hour or two earlier, I wouldn't have been able to poison you!" β
Ximen Yaoming's face was pale, cold sweat was dripping, and he was so frightened that he almost came out, and pushed him away in horror and said, "The surname is Yan, you, you are so shameless!" β
Yan Xiaokai smiled, "You are despicable, I am shameless, we are just half a catty, so no one should say anything about anyone." By the way, are you going to change your name again? It's a great disrespect to call me by my first name! β
Ximen Yaoming's face was like dirt, and he was full of resentment in his heart, he really wanted to snatch a knife and dismantle this guy, but did he dare?
The last time it was providence, this time it was a man-made disaster, his little life was really pinched in the palm of his hand this time, even if he had a hundred guts, he didn't dare to make a mistake! So although he was unwilling and unwilling in every way, he could only call out honestly and aggrievedly, "Brother! β
Yan Xiao smiled, "That's how well!" Xiao Mingzi, do you know the way? I'd love seeing you like this! β
Little Mingzi?
Ximen Yaoming's heart couldn't help but chill again, shouldn't this guy have that kind of tendency, right? If you think about it again, this guy is indifferent to the drunk Zheng Peilin, I'm afraid ......
MB, it's really the end of the egg this time!
Just when Ximen Yaoming was complaining in his heart, Yan Xiaokai had already walked up, put his arm on his shoulders and said: "Xiao Mingzi, you brought so many brothers to see my brother, my brother is really happy, but you also know that my brother is a low-key person and doesn't like such a grand scene, do you let them go back first!" β
Ximen Yaoming felt that the hand he put on his shoulder was as heavy as a mountain, which not only caused him goosebumps to fall all over the ground, but also numb half of his body, and said weakly: "Yes, yes, brother, do whatever you say, you guys, hurry up, don't get in the way of my brother's sight here." β
The group of thugs looked at each other, and they didn't come back to their senses until Ximen Yaoming roared like thunder and told them to get out, then they reacted, got into the car in a panic, and left in a puff of smoke.
The lively alleyway suddenly became deserted.
The thug's departure not only made Ximen Yaoming feel lonely, but also made him feel terrified, because he really couldn't guess how this guy would toss him.
Yan Xiaokai pointed at his Infiniti coupe, "Xiao Mingzi, let's sit in the car and talk for a while, okay?" β
Ximen Yaoming wanted to cry without tears, because if he didn't do it, this imported sports car would fall into the hands of thieves again, but at this moment, can he say that it is not good?
Does he dare to say it? He didn't dare to make a water tank.