Chapter 82: It's better to be happy alone, than to be happy with everyone!
"The surname is Wang, you dog beast, you dare to scold me! And intimidate me!! Liangfen'er is not called Liangfen'er, you are really called a debtor!! today, if you can't kill you bastard, my aunt and my mother will have your surname!" Zhao Nannan gritted his teeth and rubbed his hands, looking so fierce.
Obviously, this is for real.
Wang Ping'an was so angry that his whole body trembled violently, and his heart and lungs wanted to explode.
However, before he could scold and intimidate, the other gangsters shouted first.
"Sister Zhao, you can take it easy, don't slap him to death with a lewd ~ stick ~ demon, because my little sister also has itchy hands, I really want to slap him a few big mouths to have a good time!"
"It is better to be happy alone than to be happy with all. Xiao Zhao'er, you can't eat alone, you have to share!"
"That's right, we're sisters, it's a rare opportunity, you can't let our lives leave such a big regret!"
"Agreed!"
"Approve plus one!"
"Plus two!!"
"Plus three !!"
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All the gangsters scrambled to be the first, and all expressed almost the same idea, because they saw that today Wang Ping'an was afraid that he would be more than lucky, and he would do something against him, treat him as an enemy who did not share the sky, and squash him, and use practical actions to show Long Xiaoyao, so as to prove that in fact, they are not the same heart as Wang Ping'an, a dog and beast, and then pretend to be pitiful later, crying and begging Long Xiaoyao, saying that they were forced to obey his orders because of Wang Ping'an's threat of force, they were completely forced to be helpless or something, maybe Long Xiaoyao was soft-hearted, maybe they could let them liveγ
What they didn't say, they were all wise.
However, Wang Ping'an is not brain-dead, he was beaten in vain, he didn't want it.
Although he was very angry and wanted to immediately skin and cramp all his servants and feed them to the dogs, he knew that this was unrealistic, and it was pointless to scold or anything, and the top priority was to make them scared and make them dare not attack him, which was the key.
But what to do?
Use of force?
He was too seriously injured, and he also lost his martial soul, and he had no combat power, and it was undoubtedly unwise to hit a dog with an egg or a meat bun to fight them.
Promise?
What kind of temperament does he have, they know too well, how can they believe him?
I won't believe it, absolutely not.
Inducements?
It's an idea.
But he didn't have any good things to get into their eyes. Even if there were, if they killed him, they could take it themselves, so why bother going through his hands?
Isn't this taking off your pants and farting, and that's an extra move?
None of the above methods are feasible.
Then, it seems that only alarmists can scare them.
Without further ado, I will be beaten late, and if someone slaps me to death, it will be too sad! Even if I don't get pumped to death, my flesh hurts.
"You group of cheap~ people, you're all tired of being crooked, aren't you?!" Wang Ping'an gritted his teeth and glared, and roared sharply: "Don't forget, Lao Tzu is the national teacher of Dakang! You dare to be rude to me, do you want the nine clans to be wiped out?!"
That's cruel enough!
However, none of the villains were afraid, but snorted coldly one by one, with a thick look of disdain on their faces.
And no wonder.
You know, Wang Ping'an is not a good bird, he relies on his cultivation to be strong and no one can help him, lawless, very arrogant, sleeping with the queen, the imperial concubine, the wives and concubines of the ministers, and the daughters, he didn't take the emperor of Dakang and the Manchu Dynasty seriously at all, and they were beaten at every turn, and they just suffered obediently, if not, they would directly peel the skin and cramp, boil and fry it...... In short, what kind of torture is on one by one, it is really inhumane.
In his eyes, not to mention that they are inferior to even the most despicable slaves, they are really inferior to a dog he raised, far behind, worlds apart, simply incomparable.
Hearts for hearts.
If he does not treat them as human beings, how will they honor him, honor him, and provide for him?
They are not brain-dead idiots and fools, nor are they perverted masochists, how can it be?
They wanted him to die, they didn't want him to live longer, they wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, and secretly cursed him all the time, and even dreamed that he would chop up and feed the dogs.
In this case, it is conceivable that if he burps and farts, Dakang will not be able to shoot firecrackers and celebrate a year and a half in a loud manner!
"Hmph, don't you know what kind of character you are? You even threaten us with such a big joke as the Nine Clans! I said, don't you have a fucking head in water?" Zhao Nannan said, his hands came out together, and he slapped Wang Ping'an's big mouth wildly: "Since your pig's skull is full of water, I will pull them out and let you sober up!"
"Count me in!"
"The old lady wants to smoke too!"
"And me!"
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The gangsters scrambled to be the first, one by one, and some even spat on their palms, rubbed them vigorously, and then pounced on Wang Ping'an, unceremoniously, opened their bows left and right, and blatantly greeted Wang Ping'an's face.
In an instant, all the women shouted and scolded, waved their arms together, and the crisp sound of snapping was mixed with the sound of oops, and the scene was not intense......