Liu Jianming didn't answer immediately, but first turned his head to look at the egret who was covering his mouth and snickering, and motioned to her quietly.

The egret understood, and slowly retreated, intentionally or unintentionally guarding the exit of the room.

"Fat boy, don't you want to know where I'm going to beg for a living after I'm on crutches?" Liu Jianming smiled and beckoned, and after the latter's fat head came over, he grabbed his pig ears, which were greasy and slippery, full of flesh.

"Ahh Pain, pain, pain! Let it go! Ah Fei screamed in pain, a smell of smoke erupted from his bloody mouth, and there were traces of meat crumbs sticking to the dull gold teeth, as if he hadn't brushed his teeth for decades.

Liu Jianming raised the back of his hand and rubbed his nose, and then said seriously: "I remember when I was in elementary school, the teacher asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up?" Do you know how I answered? I told my teacher that I wanted to be a pig killer when I grew up. The whole class laughed at me, after all, everyone's dream when I was a child was to be a scientist. Later, the teacher asked me why I wanted to be a pig killer. You know what I'm saying? ”

Liu Jianming twisted the crunchy and fat big ears in his hands, and asked himself: "I said that when you kill pigs, you can cut off Zhu Bajie's big ears and squeeze oil to eat!" Don't laugh at me, I grew up eating 100 family meals, and when I was a child, I was very hungry, so I wanted to eat something full of oil and water. Zhu Bajie's big ears on TV are unattainable delicacy to me, just like your two fat ears. ”

Liu Jianming licked his lips greedily, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth.

Ah Fei was so frightened that his soul was rising, and the two round tonsils in his bloody mouth contracted for a while: "Help!" Pull this dead out of the way! Pull him away! ”

Ah Fei shouted for help from the black suits around him, and shook his head vigorously from side to side, trying to let his fat ears break free from the shackles of that big hand.

But that big hand was like a crab's big iron pincers, clamping tightly, and every time it moved, there was a heart-rending pain.

The roots of the ears are hot, and there is a little warm feeling, wet, and the slightest smell of blood, I am afraid that they have been torn apart.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw Liu Jianming screwing his boss's ears without saying a word, no matter how he struggled, he wouldn't let go.

It wasn't until blood from the root of the fat boy's ears flowed down the fat face and shouted for help that everyone reacted.

"Let go of the manager!" In the black suit, a thin man screamed, his right hand was clawed, and he grabbed Liu Jianming's left shoulder straight up and down.

Liu Jianming didn't even look at him, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his elbow slammed back at will-

"Poof!"

Pound a soft belly.

"Wow!"

The thin man screamed, and the sharp pain in his abdomen almost made him go into shock on the spot, and he bent down directly and vomited out the dinner that had not been fully digested, with a sour smell, just like the rancid rice that had been covered for a few days, and then he knelt down directly with his stomach in his arms, his forehead hit the ground, and he collapsed on the ground.

Seeing that the thin man who was more capable of beating was knocked to the ground with one arm, everyone knew that the man who screwed his manager was probably really two brushes, and they also paid attention to it and began to look for the necessary props.

A tall man grabbed a chair beside him, held it high above his head, and took advantage of Liu Jianming's lack of notice.

Liu Jianming felt a strong wind coming from the back of his head, grabbed the glass ashtray on the coffee table casually, and threw it backwards with a flick of his hand.

Syllable!

"Oops!" The tall man wailed, the bridge of his nose was smashed by the ashtray, and after the severe pain, the nosebleed splashed out like a fountain, and the wet liquid covered his eyes, obscuring his vision, his eyes were full of blood red, and the chair under his hands unconsciously changed direction.

I only heard a crackling sound, the chair was impartially slammed on the fat boy's thighs, the chair was torn apart, and the wooden thorns that popped out pierced the black trousers, and plunged deep into the fat layer, making a gurgling sound.

The liquid quickly flowed out, and the trousers soaked a large piece in the blink of an eye, and the color changed from light to dark.

"Ahh My leg is broken, my leg is broken! Ah Fei howled like a pig, and the pain in his thigh bone made him burst out of his tears, and it flowed into his mouth salty, and he was used to enjoying happiness, when had he suffered like this, and the severe pain made him almost faint.

"Shut up!" Liu Jianming held his breath and drank, this fat pig's bad breath can almost stun people alive, it smells worse than his old stinky tofu, and every second in front of his bloody mouth is torment.

Liu Jianming took off the fat boy's leather shoes, tore off the damp hot stinky socks, and stuffed them into the bloody mouth casually.

The ghost howl and the smell of aged stinky tofu came to an abrupt end.

"Mmmm......mmmm

The fat boy's mouth was gagged and he made a meaningless mumping sound, and although he couldn't speak, he still sent a signal to all his subordinates for help through other means, so that all his subordinates could go up together.

There were still seven or eight men in the room, and it shouldn't be a problem to take down this neurotic man.

Everyone also realized that if they fought a heads-up wheel battle one by one, it was estimated that it would be difficult to be Liu Jianming's opponent, so everyone seemed to have discussed it, each found a weapon nearby, glanced at each other, and then shouted and hugged up.

A switchblade stabbed him in the chest, followed by a kitchen knife, a chair leg, a bottle of red wine, and a broom......

Liu Jianming was not in a hurry, sat firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, and still twisted the fat boy with his right hand and tore a small half of the pig's ears.

The left hand lightly stretched the ape arm, grabbed the wrist of the switchblade owner just right, and then the tiger's mouth snapped together.

There was a clatter, just like the sound of teeth crushing cartilage when gnawing on brittle bones.

"Ahh

The owner of the switchblade screamed heartbreakingly, feeling that his right wrist was as if it had been run over by a truck, and the whole right hand seemed to belong to him, and the switchblade could not hold it and fell off.

The switchblade with a metallic texture instantly changed hands and arrived in Liu Jianming's hands.

I saw that he suddenly cut down with a knife and cut on the numb tendon of a certain calf.

The owner of the calf felt a numbness in the neck of his right foot, as if something flexible was broken, the whole right leg suddenly lost control, and the person also lost his balance at the same time, and the kitchen knife that was originally cut at Liu Jianming fell suddenly, and the blade slashed straight up and down on the feet of his companions, cutting the feet of the white socks to the blood.

The owner of the white socks almost jumped up on the spot in pain, threw away the chair leg in his hand, hugged his feet, and danced the "one-legged dance" while howling.