Chapter 4: Lack of self-control

Famous and self-deprecating laughter, sure enough, there is no free lunch in this world, even if the pie really falls from the sky, it is often followed by traps behind the pie. If it was a normal person who was surging, when he was slap~papa~papa~, a group of gangsters armed with knives, guns and sticks suddenly rushed in, and it is estimated that he would be impotent on the spot......

As the so-called artist is bold, in the face of the gangsters and blackmail that may happen next, Mingyang did not have the slightest worry, and continued to whistle and take a leisurely shower.

When he got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, he saw eight or nine gangsters sitting in the living room with small flat heads, shirtless, showing tattoos on their bodies, all carrying knives, guns and sticks in their hands, looking at him with a sneer.

A gangster with open arms, revealing the tiger on his chest and a long scar, swaggered forward: "Boy, forcibly insulted my girlfriend, and you dare to stay and take a bath, are you very bold!"

"Brother Scar!"

A voice of grievance with a crying voice sounded, and I saw the young woman who was still empty, lonely and cold just now, running out of the room in disheveled clothes, and threw herself into the arms of the scar gangster, crying aggrievedly.

"Brother Scar, I was insulted by this villain, you have to make decisions for Tingting. ”

"Humph!"

The Scar thug snorted coldly, pulled out a shiny dagger from his waist, and shook it in front of Mingyang's eyes.

"Boy, do you want to die or live, I am answering after thinking about it, otherwise the white knife will enter and the red knife will come out, and Lao Tzu will have a murder in his hands. ”

"Of course I want to live. ”

Mingyang looked at the scar gangster with interest, and said casually: "Then is it time for me to take the money privately?"

"That's right, my scar is also famous on Jiangcheng Road, so no matter how much you want, 30,000 yuan, it will be regarded as my girlfriend's mental loss fee for being insulted by you, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for not having eyes on the knife in his hand. ”

"Thirty thousand? It's all small money, just give it to you. ”

Mingyang smiled and walked over to his suitcase, opened it and took out a wad of dollars, which looked like at least 100,000 yuan.

A few people are just gangsters at the bottom of the street, when have they seen how much money they have, and they keep swallowing saliva.

"Boss, boss, this is still a fat sheep, and we are about to lose 30,000. ”

Scar wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealing greed, and pointed at Fame with the dagger in his hand.

"Boy, 30,000 is just compensation for you insulting my girlfriend, plus my loss fee. ”

Mingyang smiled: "Okay, then you can come and get it." ”

"Damn, this money is too easy to come by, I really deserve to make a fortune. ”

Scar rubbed his hands together and stepped forward excitedly, reaching for the wad of dollars.

But he didn't expect that the fame of the soft-footed shrimp in his eyes suddenly turned cold, grabbed the wrist of the scar gangster, and broke it hard.

Click~

The crunch of bones snapping reverberated throughout the room, and the bones of Scar's wrists were badly deformed and twisted, and a pig-killing howl came from his mouth.

Mingyang said coldly and disdainfully: "If you want to take it, you can take it, how can you be obedient? Are you a dog?"

"Let go of my boss!"

At this time, a few thugs carried the guys in their hands and were about to step forward.

But as soon as they stood up, with a wave of their big hand, several cold lights flew by, and the acupuncture as thin as a cow's hair entered the acupoints of the gangsters.

Puff~

The thugs fell to the ground, feeling like they had lost control of their bodies and couldn't even move.

"What's wrong with my body?"

"Why can't you move?"

"Is he a ghost?"

A burst of exclamations came out of the mouths of the thugs.

Mingyang clasped his hands in his arms and said disdainfully: "It's rare and weird, I'm just temporarily using moxibustion needles to seal your eight meridians and central nervous system, so that you lose the right to control your body." ”

As he spoke, Mingyang looked at the thug who fell to the ground, clutching his wrists, and kept wailing and rolling.

"Even if that group of crazy people in white coats, playing with the rocket launch remote control in one hand and AK47 in the other, they don't dare to point a knife at me, but you dare, and you dare to blackmail me, what do you say to do with you?"

But at this time, the wrist of the scar bastard hurts to death, where will he listen to the words of fame.

"Since you don't answer, then your mouth is useless. ”

Mingyang raised his foot and stomped on the mouth of the leading gangster, and this kick broke at least seven or eight of his teeth.

Blood mixed with broken teeth and saliva, the choked leader gangster's old face turned red, but he couldn't vomit when he wanted to, after all, his mouth was still covered with the soles of his famous shoes.

"What? I can't stand it? ”

Mingyang raised his foot, and the leader of the gangsters spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth, but before he could catch his breath, Mingyang kicked him hard in the cheek.

This kick was kicked out again, and the broken teeth pierced the flesh on the face, and some even cut the flesh on the cheeks, which looked so scary.

As for the other gangsters who were lying on the ground and couldn't move, when they saw such a vicious reputation, they were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat and kept shouting for help.

"What are you shouting, it's really noisy. ”

Mingyang raised his hand and several black moxibustion needles flew out and shot into the gangster's body.

The thugs regained their mobility, but their skin could be seen turning red at a rate visible to the naked eye.

I only felt that countless ants kept crawling in my body, and it was an itch that seemed to come from the bone marrow.

The thugs were frantically scratching at themselves, and the flesh and blood on their bodies were scratched by their own fingernails.

"It's so itchy, it hurts!"

Soon the red and white ribs were exposed, and the thugs laughed and cried for a while, reaching out and grabbing one of their ribs, and breaking it hard.

Mingyang stretched out his hand into the void, and several silver needles flew out of the gangsters' bodies.

One by one, the gangsters were covered in blood and flesh, and they collapsed and passed out.

"Today I have come to worship the deceased, so I have mercy and will not kill you. ”

Mingyang picked up the dagger and stabbed it into the thug's stomach.

"If you want to give me a white knife in and a red knife out, and you don't weigh your own catties, let's have a guessing game, I'll let you go if you guess right, guess wrong, and bear the consequences." ”

Scar, snot, a handful of tears, holding back the pain and looking at Mingyang.

"Please let me go, I don't guess, I don't guess......"

Famous evil smile: "I said, I don't want to kill people today, but it doesn't mean that I can't kill people, if you don't guess, you will die now." ”

"I guess, I guess...... What the hell are you asking me to guess?"

The famous evil smiled and said softly: "Just guess that after my knife is pulled out, this dagger will turn into a red knife, or a white knife, or a green knife." ”

The thug felt the sharp pain in his abdomen, it was strange that this knife could be white when it was pulled out, and the green one was even more nonsense, and he was not a Hulk......

"Red, red knife, definitely red knife. ”

Here's the answer. ”

Fame Yang suddenly drew his dagger, and the thug leader was shocked to find that the dagger was stained with green liquid instead of red blood.