Chapter 59: Stand up, don't kneel
Shout!!
The tip of the knife cuts through the air.
But it didn't hurt me in the slightest.
This guy's wrist was grabbed by me with one hand, and I didn't spare my hand, grabbed its joint, and slammed it.
Click.
Dislocated wrists.
"Hiss~"
"Ah!!h
Zhang Huaqiang let out a miserable scream, and the knife fell directly to the ground, losing the ability to resist at once.
On the side, the hot beauty saw this, her face was unhappy, and she shouted:
"Honey!"
"Stand up and him!"
"Kill him!"
"Why are you such a shit?"
I felt annoyed when I heard it, so I went up and gave her a slap, and she instantly sobered up and looked at me in disbelief: "You, you ......"
"Get out."
"Otherwise, I'll fight you."
My tone was cold.
She was obviously frightened by my words, and reluctantly ran out.
I squatted down, looked at this guy on the ground, pulled him by the collar, and said with an indifferent face: "I ask you, if you want to kill me, are you ready to be killed?" β
"Grass, grass, your father, you have a kind of ...... to let go"
Before he could finish speaking, I stood up and gave him a kick that kicked him in the stomach.
"Hiss~~"
He gasped, his painful face twitched together, and his drunken state instantly sobered up a lot.
But I didn't expect that he was still very hard on his lips, and directly threatened me: "You bastard whose family is dead, there is a kind of letting go of Lao Tzu and letting Lao Tzu call someone!" β
"Lao Tzu told someone to hack you to death!"
When I heard this, my face darkened completely.
I didn't make a move, but lifted his collar again and asked calmly, "What did you just scold me?" Say it again. β
He "spit" a mouthful of spit on my face, and said with a smile: "I said, you are a dead bastard in the family, do you hear?" β
"Stung your heart, didn't it?"
"Little bastard, if it weren't for Lao Tzu getting drunk......"
Bang!
One punch, smash down.
It took almost all my strength.
He screamed in pain, two teeth fell out of his mouth, and a line of blood, and his whole head fell to the ground.
"I'm the one who hates people scolding my family the most."
"Unfortunately, you hit the muzzle of the gun."
Suppressing the anger in my heart, I grabbed a bench from the ground, aimed it at his body, and smashed it down.
Even after all these years, I still can't forget the kindness of my parents to me.
I haven't forgotten the photos that Sister Mei'er let me see that day.
It has always been the most vulnerable place in my heart.
That's my bottom line.
The beatings one after another made me feel as if I had lost my mind, and I let out a low roar like a fried dog.
I didn't want to care about my own image, although the red moon on the side tried to reach out to stop me, but I was pushed away.
After nearly ten minutes of fighting, the guy was covered in blood.
Ribs, I broke a few of them.
Seeing that I finally stopped, he begged for mercy in panic: "Brother, you are my own brother, don't fight, don't fight, I know it's wrong......"
I tossed the bench aside and wiped the blood from my hands.
Eyes, still indifferent.
Out of the goodness of my heart, I did not fight to the death.
Out of anger in my heart, I didn't want to just let him go.
I turned to look at Hongyue who was lying on the couch, reached out and carried her over, and brought an empty wine bottle from the ground.
I pointed at Zhang Huaqiang and said, "Hit." β
Hongyue looked at me with a surprised expression, then at the wine bottle in my hand, then at the man on the ground, and took the wine bottle with trembling hands.
Zhang Huaqiang suddenly became nervous: "Li Hongyue, you dare to beat Lao Tzu to try, don't forget, who did your father's funeral!" β
"Without me, your family would all be beggars outside!"
When Hongyue heard this, her delicate body trembled again.
The bottle fell to the ground.
She didn't dare to fight.
I didn't say anything when I saw this, picked up the wine bottle on the ground and smashed it directly on Zhang Huaqiang's head.
Click.
Bottles scattered.
I aimed the remaining spikes at his neck and said indifferently, "I'll give you two choices now, or I'll kill you." β
"Or, from today onwards, you will break off with this woman."
"You two, neither of you owe anyone."
"You choose."
When Li Hongyue heard my words, she looked at me in disbelief.
I ignored her, just looking at Zhang Huaqiang.
Full of murderous intent.
It lets him know that I'm not kidding.
"Gollum."
He swallowed his saliva, and said with sincere fear: "I, choose the second, choose the second, this cheap woman, if you want, I'll give it to you." β
"Anyway, it's a."
"Lao Tzu's life is much more expensive than his gold."
I threw away the bottle, grabbed him by the collar, and threw it at the door: "Get out, dare to come back, I promise to kill you." β
This guy limped and ran away.
In the room, it was quiet.
I closed the door, went to the bathroom, found the mop, and swept the floor, and the blood was all gone.
By the way, I cleaned up the garbage on the ground.
Half an hour later, I handed a cup of hot tea to my mom in this nightclub.
She raised her head, her eyes were slightly red, she looked at me with a complicated expression, and took it tremblingly: "Why, you want to help me?" β
"Huh."
I couldn't help but laugh.
"You've been in a nightclub for so long, why are you more naΓ―ve than me?"
"Is there a free pie in this world?"
She was stunned: "What do you mean?" β
I folded my fingers and calculated, and said lightly: "Save your life 300,000, help you solve this domestic violence man 100,000, and the remaining 100,000 is the money for this cup of tea." β
"500,000 in total."
She lowered her head, drank the hot tea in her hand, and looked at me with a smile: "500,000, it's worth it." β
"But, I don't have the money to give you."
"If you don't dislike ......"
She knelt in front of me and her voice was beautiful.
"I'm your man."
I looked at her expressionlessly, as if I had expected it, and opened my mouth to ask, "Do you like it very much, kneel down to a man?" β
Li Hongyue was stunned.
"Stand up, don't kneel."
I only said six words.
At that moment, she seemed to think of something, she couldn't control it anymore, and her tears seemed to have burst the embankment, and she lay on the ground and cried bitterly.
I watched her quietly.
Ten minutes later.
She trembled back to her room, walked out with a box in her arms, and placed it in front of me.
As soon as the box was opened, it was covered with a yellow cloth.
I lifted it up, and there were two things.
One, an antique that makes my eyes shine.
Another......
It's a golden Kuman Thong.
Strange in appearance, with blood on his body.
"It's ......"
I looked at her, confused.
She sat me down on the couch and talked to me as she took out her medicine box and asked me to help dress her feet.