Chapter 132: Who's the Boss?
Because Li Siwen was sitting on a chair with his back to the door, when Duan Tao kicked the door in, he could only see Li Siwen's back, and it was obvious that Duan Tao did not recognize that it was Li Siwen who he didn't dare to mess with because of a back.
So when Li Siwen slowly turned around, Duan Tao swallowed the cruel words that had not been finished in his mouth directly.
"The guy you don't have eyes on is me, do you have an opinion?"
Duan Tao's face turned green, and He Wei, who was lying on the ground and opened his eyes slightly, also turned green.
He thought of what happened to him tonight, he was originally beaten by Fan, Zhang Xiaoai was slept by Fan once, and their He family gave him some money, and he He Wei could at least get out alive.
It's okay now, the boss of the Salt Gang, Duan Tao is here, but everyone knows the relationship between Duan Tao and Fan Meng, that is, the relationship between the henchman and the master, now that Fan Meng is beaten like this by Li Siwen, can Duan Tao stop?
Li Siwen was indeed very capable of fighting just now, completely beyond his imagination, but one person can fight. Pour a gang? is still a gang that has been entrenched in Tongzhou for many years, and in terms of strength and numbers, it is an unshakable existence.
I'm afraid they'll all die here tonight.
He Wei still didn't have much strength, so he could only watch what happened next with his eyes open, and he saw Duan Tao's somewhat bent body, giving people a feeling of powerlessness, and walked towards Fan Meng who was lying in the corner.
Everyone thought that Duan Tao would be helped up by Fan Meng, and then in the tone of the underworld boss, he asked all his younger brothers to rush into the house, and beat Li Siwen and even the men and women in the room who had no will to fight back.
However, Duan Tao walked in front of Fan Meng and didn't make any movement, he just looked at Fan Meng, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and suddenly slapped Fan Meng in the face.
Fan Meng used his left hand, which he was still building, to cover his beaten face, looked at Duan Tao with an aggrieved expression, and said very aggrievedly: "Big brother, why are you beating me?" ”
"I'm beating you, you idiot."
Everyone's eyes widened, what was going on?
Why don't you play according to the routine at all?
Just before everyone could figure it out, there was a snap, and there was another big slap, which was heavier than the slap just now.
"Big brother."
"Don't call me, I don't have a little brother like you, you are a mourning star, why don't you die."
With a coax, Duan Tao directly aimed at Fan Meng's stomach is kick.
Fan Meng spit out a mouthful of old blood.
And the little bastards standing next to Fan Meng didn't dare to step forward to dissuade them, because they had never seen Duan Tao get so angry, and it seemed that Fan Meng really provoked Duan Tao this time.
But it's not right, why did you provoke Duan Tao? When Duan Tao entered the door just now, he was obviously fine, why did he suddenly ......
For a while, everyone had a not very sure idea that came to mind, the key person here was the fat man who beat them just now, what is the name of the fat man, I haven't heard anyone mention it just now, but these little gangsters all know that there is a big man who has arrived in Song City tonight, and this big man is the guest of Liang Yongsheng, the emperor of Tongzhou, and he is also the character who beat the Hongdao martial arts, and even Duan Tao does not dare to provoke the existence.
That extremely powerful big man, Duan Tao called him Mr. Li, but this fat man seemed to have heard someone call him 'Li Siwen' just now, all of them were surnamed Li, and they were all so capable of fighting, it was not a problem to fight a dozen by one person, and the most important thing was that after Duan Tao and this person named Li Siwen took a face-to-face, he immediately changed from the momentum of a big brother to a soft-footed shrimp.
If countless coincidences are connected together, it is the beginning of the truth.
So a little brother reacted, and he asked Duan Tao softly who was getting angry.
"Brother Duan, isn't this fat man named Li Siwen, or the very powerful Mr. Li you talked about?"
Duan Tao glanced at this little bastard who still dared to ask, and directly slapped him over, and shouted: "Li Siwen is also what you can call, are you tired of one or two?" Looking for death? ”
After Duan Tao said this, Fan Meng's face turned green, why was he so unlucky tonight, how did he provoke this big Buddha?
"The surname is Fan, are you dead? didn't die, Lao Tzu directly pulled you to the crematorium and burned you clean with a fire, saving it from being an eyesore. ”
Fan Meng's right hand was broken by Li Siwen, and his stomach was kicked by Duan Tao just now, and now his body is like a mess of mud, only the strength to pant, so he lay on the ground, panting and said, "Brother Duan, I, I'm not dead yet." ”
An interesting little brother immediately ran to Duan Tao in small steps, whispered to Duan Tao for a while, and made it clear what happened tonight. Oh, god. Mom, Mrs. Wangba, actually arrested Mr. Li's friend for a woman, and also arrested Mr. Li, and the most important thing is that this kid dared to ask Mr. Li for money, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was 200,000.
Mr. Li really wants to give it, does he have the life to take it?
"Fan Meng, since he is not dead, quickly release all the people in the house, get up for Lao Tzu, and apologize to others next to each other."
Fan Meng was helped up by the little bastard next to him, and he was carried to the group of standing classmates, but when he really stood up and apologized, everyone's faces turned to the side, because they were timid, and they dared to really accept the apology of the boss, but they saved Fan Meng and let them go quickly.
Especially Feng Qi, but when Fan Meng stood in front of Feng Qi and bowed to him and apologized, he also knelt on the ground with a thud and kept kowtowing to Fan Meng.
"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, don't play with buddies, buddies have a few cheap lives, where can you afford to apologize, you, don't you want a few buddies to have 200,000 yuan per person? Dude really has no money, give you 100,000 first, and I'll transfer it to your account immediately. ”
Feng Qi knelt and licked Fan Meng very cheaply, Li Siwen went up and kicked Fan Meng to the ground, pointed at this group of cowardly classmates and said, "Look at your current appearance, do you look a little human?" A gangster is afraid of being like this, and will only bully your classmates who treat you as human beings, and you look down on me one by one, but now? You kneeling lickers are not even as good as a fly at my feet. ”
The group bowed their heads.
"If it weren't for Yang Hui sending me a text message and asking me to save Zhang Xiaoai, I really don't want to care about the of your group."
With a snap, Li Siwen threw the mobile phone at Zhang Xiaoai's feet, and the phone was displaying the distress text message sent by Yang Hui.
"An ungrateful woman, a man who likes to slap a swollen face and become fat, is a perfect match, why bother to help, but there is no way Yang Hui is my brother, I have to do his request."
"You people who have ridiculed me in the past, I didn't want to care about it at all, but when I entered the door, I heard a sentence found in your conscience, and I felt that I could save you, but you look at your current appearance, you have the upper hand, but you still have a heart begging for mercy, it's a shame to say it."
A group of people were silent again, they were taught a lesson tonight by this fat man they had never looked down on, but every word Li Siwen said was very true, and slowly a group of people stood up straight, and Feng Qi also straightened up.
Li Siwen didn't want to let go of Fan Meng, and stepped on his face, and Fan Meng looked at Duan Tao who was standing not far away, and his eyes for help pierced Duan Tao's heart.
But Duan Tao didn't dare to move, he was not Qingtian Hongdao, he didn't have the strength of Qingtian Hongdao, and he didn't have Qingtian Hongdao's martial arts cheats, he couldn't be Li Siwen's opponent at all, but he thought maybe he could resolve this matter by saying a few words.
"Mr. Li, do you think you should let your classmates go first, and then teach this unangry guy a lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Tao glanced at the gangsters standing on both sides of the group of men and women, and the gangsters all seemed to be a little clever when they mixed up with Fan Meng's side, so they quickly understood what Duan Tao meant, and immediately made a gesture of inviting these men and women.
And Feng Qi and the others are also interested people, and they immediately understood what the little gangsters meant, and immediately followed behind the bastards who led the way, and walked towards the box door.
Just two steps away, Li Siwen's voice shouted: "Slow." ”
A room full of people again, do you still want to sing that one?
"Why, when I invited my classmates in, they said that they wanted to leave this room, and they had to give you 200,000 yuan each."
Li Siwen asked Fan Meng who was stepping under his feet.
Fan Meng replied in a low voice: "Mr. Li, I, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again in the future." ”
"Dare, don't you dare, how can my classmates make money?"
Earn? Everyone is confused again, what kind of money do you make? It's good if you don't lose money, and if you still make money, what money can you make?
"Fanmeng, why can't your account be calculated? You invited them in, and said that if a person doesn't take 200,000 yuan, he will never let people go, since you invited them in, how could it be that you let people go with a word? ”
Have you ever heard a saying that it is easier to invite God than to send God? How can a good one of 200,000 not count? ”
Duan Tao immediately understood what Li Siwen meant, and immediately said: "The surname Fan, don't hurry up and give these people, prepare 200,000 yuan each, and send it to Mr. Li's classmates, one for each person, not a penny less." ”
Twenty-five people, one person sent 200,000 yuan, and this time he went to his net worth of five million, Fan Meng was almost crying to death, but for the question of whether money is important or life is important, Fan Meng figured out the answer very early.
So now, with the appearance of being trampled on the soles of his feet, he did not hesitate to agree to Li Siwen's request.
Soon the students received the corresponding transfer information on their mobile phones, 200,000, 200,000 points per person, no more than one point, no less, suddenly everyone swept away the dejected expressions on their faces, and looked at Li Siwen with a smile on their faces.
This Li Siwen, everyone will get to know each other again in the future, it's just too cool, too bursting, too cool, no one thought that he would earn 200,000 yuan after being beaten, just now he was worried that his family couldn't take out 200,000 yuan to save people, but now he has reversed himself, he doesn't have to borrow money from people in his family, but he earned 200,000 yuan in one night, which is simply great.
"Thank you Li Siwen, then let's go."
Li Siwen smiled and didn't speak, he calmly watched these classmates walk out of the private room one by one, probably don't see each other again in the future, because most of the relationships after knowing his identity are somewhat utilitarian, and he, Li Siwen, hates hypocrisy the most.
When Zhang Xiaoai and He Wei left, Li Siwen checked the injuries of the two of them, although they looked serious, they were all flesh injuries, and it was good to go to the hospital for a while, but Zhang Xiaoai finally said when he returned Li Siwen's mobile phone: "Thank you Yang Hui for me." ”
"Thanks for what?" Li Siwen asked.
Zhang Xiaoai didn't answer, tears flowed from her eyes when she turned her head to leave, maybe the past resurfaced in her mind, but who knows? Yang Hui is afraid that he has completely died of heart for a woman like her.
After the classmates were finished, Li Siwen let go of Fan Meng, sat on the soft leather sofa in the private room alone, and handed Fan Meng a few pictures and a recording sound from his mobile phone.
The person who spoke in the recording was a woman, and this woman's voice was all too familiar, Fan Ronghua, his cousin.