The boss is the boss, pick up the phone and hey, hello, don't say anything polite, listen to the voice This person is about thirty or forty years old, and his voice is very low.

"Hey, Boss." In contrast, Brother Biao's ugliness when answering the phone is comparable to that of a pug, with a flattering face, although he can't see the other party just by making a phone call, but Brother Biao's waist is still bent, and his ass is pouting, Yi Xuan said in his heart, let this kind of person be so afraid, the other party should be a ruthless stubble.

Brother Biao shouted at the boss and continued: "I told you last time that the kid had been caught, and now he is here." ”

"En......" The other party gave a sigh of gratitude, and said a few more words, because there were more words this time, and Yi Xuan couldn't really hear it. I saw Brother Biao nodding his head and bowing: "Eh, okay, okay, I'll let him take it." ”

Saying that, he held the microphone and handed over the phone, Yi Xuan stretched out his hand to answer it, but Brother Biao didn't just give it to him, gritted his teeth and threatened in a low voice, "Boy, pay attention to what you say, our boss is not easy to mess with, whether he lives or dies depends on his thoughts." ”

One sentence made Yi Xuan's heart lift again, and he sat up and took the phone and put it to his ear, "Hey? "Yes.

"You're the one who injured my fighter?" The boss's voice was really magnetic, slightly low, but the tone was light, as if an old acquaintance was discussing with him how he was doing.

Boxer? The other party's words were a bit clueless, but Yi Xuan and Ah Biao had only fought so many times, so they quickly got on the same page, and it should be the guy who practiced Muay Thai during the last fight. Thinking of this, he replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Yes, but don't blame me for that, I asked Ah Biao to fight, he brought a group of people to help, and your boxer was also inside, the situation was relatively chaotic at that time, how can I pay attention to who is who when I fight a group of people alone, anyway, it may be a little heavier when I shoot, but I accidentally injured your boxer, I really didn't mean it." ”

Although Yi Xuan will admit it, he can't be convinced in his heart, and he naturally speaks with a hint of sarcasm, thanks to the telephone communication, it is estimated that if he is also face-to-face like in front of him, and there are two guns pointed at him, Yi Xuan will not be able to play so well.

Ah Biao next to him was so angry when he heard this, what does it mean to accidentally hurt the boxer? Why does that sound so awkward?

"Oh? Didn't someone else instruct you to do that? The voice of the boss on the other end of the phone was still neither high nor low, and it seemed that Yi Xuan's justification of these did not arouse his great interest, and he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Yi Xuan.

"Command? Who can I command? "I don't know the situation anymore, Yi Xuan also heard it a little, the other party was fierce not for Ah Biao, but for the boxer that day, although the other party was beaten very badly, but Yi Xuan felt that everything was inseparable from a rational word, since the other party did not open his mouth to shout and close his mouth to shout and kill, there was room for justification, so he seemed to have met the master of Qingtian, how he and A Biao met, how Ah Biao hurt people and was paid by his friends, and how he chased and killed himself, and he was angry and only then asked him to take revenge. The other party has been listening quietly, and Ah Biao, who was anxious, had a red and white face, and he had the heart to step forward to stop it, but the muzzle of the black skin was still facing his direction, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Yi Xuan's mouth frothed, and he told the story again, and the other party listened patiently, and waited until Yi Xuan finished speaking, and was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, I understand, give the phone to Heipi." ”

Yi Xuan was happy when he heard it, hey, give it to Heipi, not to Ah Biao, it seems that this boss is reliable, maybe it's like acting in the movie, this is a reasonable and righteous boss, I understand the truth, maybe I won't let Ah Biao harass myself in the future, but I have another stack in my heart, and I said that I won't let Heipi kill him, right? In less than a second when the phone was handed over, countless thoughts flashed through Yi Xuan's heart like lightning.

The black skin took the phone, listened to it, agreed, and did not do it to himself as Yi Xuan was worried about, but pressed the hands-free button on the phone.

Listening to the speaker of the phone, the voice that Yi Xuan heard just now asked, "Ah Biao, is what he said just now true?" ”

"Eh, boss, I" Ah Biao seemed to want to deny it, but he didn't dare, he wanted to explain, and he had nothing to say, so he snorted a few times.

The boss already understood, and sighed on the phone: "Ah Biao, you know the rules, you will be punished if you do something wrong, you know that Ah Long will play in two days and let him help you fight, I have to give you a little warning, you will thank me in the future, Heipi do it." ”

The black skin raised his eyebrows, handed the gun to the gunner next to him, picked it up from behind, and had an open-bladed saber in his hand, and hooked his finger at Ah Biao.

Although he didn't know what the other party was going to do, Yi Xuan also understood that it seemed that he was going to see blood today, since the other party had taken out the knife, it wouldn't be to kill someone, right? If this person dies in his living room, he can't tell clearly, and he has the heart to persuade him, but he also knows that there is no place for him to interject at this time.

Seeing that Ah Biao's face turned white at this time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the expression on his face was ugly than crying: "I, I." I didn't know what to mumble, but I didn't dare not go over, and I moved step by step, and came to the side of the black skin, where was the arrogance just now.

The black skin was not as inky as Ah Biao, and he reached out and grabbed Ah Biao's left hand, and pressed it on the coffee table at once.

"Don't, don't." Ah Biao's pig-like howl sounded instantly, seeing that the snot and tears on his face came out together, it looked very miserable, Yi Xuan was also a little stunned, although this Ah Biao was hateful, but if he really died in front of him, he was a little unbearable.

I saw that the gunman next to him kept pointing a gun at Yi Xuan, and at this time, I heard Brother Biao's howl, and the muzzle of the other gun shook towards Ah Biao, and Ah Biao immediately stopped howling, but he couldn't help but still sob, snot and tears flowed down his lips to his mouth, unspeakably embarrassed.

The black skin saw that Brother Biao stopped struggling, grabbed his left hand tightly and pressed it on the coffee table, held down the remaining four fingers, leaving only the little finger, and the knife fell, clicked, and cut off the little finger of the black skin's left hand.

"Ahhh The howl that Brother Biao had just stopped suddenly broke out again, and the white stubble on his hand was immediately stained red by blood after it was cut, and the black skin let go of his hand, and Brother Biao covered his fingers and cried bitterly, after all, he was also a man in his thirties and forties, crying in front of him, a handful of snot, tears, Yi Xuan watched it, and was shocked for a while, and said that the other party was too ruthless, and he actually attacked his subordinates so hard.

"Remember, it's not that simple next time, get out." The boss on the phone heard Ah Biao's crying quietly, and then said aloud.

Ah Biao was pardoned, covered his hands and turned around and ran out, and the black skin hurriedly called out to him: "Come back and come back, take it with your fingers, and you can still catch it." "It seems that this is not a small thing. Brother Biao was stunned at this time, and when he heard him shouting, he turned around and ran back, picked up the severed finger on the table, and glared at Yi Xuan fiercely with teary eyes, and then ran towards the door.

The room was calm again, but this calm was a little chilling, Yi Xuan swallowed his saliva, and watched a little nervously as Heipi took out a paper towel from the paper drawer and wiped the blade of the circlip clean.

"Now, let's talk about you." The voice on the phone suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the room, "My men have paid the price for his recklessness, and now it's your turn." Yi Xuan only felt a cool breath rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.