Chapter 353: Bastard

This fat man who feels good about himself realizes that something seems to be wrong after speaking.

Two of them looked to him as fostered women, two of them had contempt and disgust in their eyes, and the other woman had anger in their eyes. And the man, whom he called the chicken cub, was looking him up and down with a cigarette in his mouth and a smile, and did not seem to be angry at all.

The strangest thing is the manager of the hotel. actually stood in front of him with a frightened face, and apologized to the smiling man vigorously, but it didn't sound very right, always emphasizing that "this is the hotel to give him a face", what is this?

Manager Zhang was stunned, okay? No one on the road dares to talk to this "mad dog" like this now, maybe he has to be careful to accompany the smiling face. This is good, he has just arrived, and he has never even heard of the name of the dog brother Xue Wusuan, so he is so brainless with two money? He is really afraid that Xue Wusuan will immediately burst out and throw this fat man directly from the window. That's a madman, where can a normal person guess what a madman wants to do next?

And it's not just Manager Zhang who is afraid that Xue Wushu will go crazy, but Zhou Huiru too.

She had seen Xue Wushu cut off other people's hands and ears with scissors without any scruples, and even this man was not an ordinary person at all, he was a monk with big means, and human life was not a fart in his eyes. I can only hold this man's hand tightly, at least don't clean up people in public like last time, right?

The fat man is not a fool after all, and the weirdness of the scene made him realize that he should have overpretended to be a fork. But he wasn't afraid. Behind his Haorui company is the big boss. Not to mention this small county, it is one of the strongest in the country. Any god has to sell his big boss's face.

"Little chick, didn't you understand what Lao Tzu said? let you get out, don't you understand?" The fat man is tall and big, more than 1.9 meters, and weighs nearly 300 pounds. He often pretends to be a big brother on the road to scare people, and he has tried and failed.

Xue Wusuan smiled even brighter, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and flicked it. Then everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the fat man was grabbed by his head and pressed on the coffee table in front of him. With a weight of several hundred catties and Xue Wushu's strength, the fat man directly crushed the coffee table, smashed the coffee table in front of the door and then smashed it heavily on the ground. With a bang, a mouth full of blood from his teeth splashed on Manager Zhang's trousers on the side.

Zhou Huiru sighed in her heart: Sure enough!

Manager Zhang shuddered for a while, and hurriedly ran to close the door of the office, and at the same time asked his subordinates to inform the people on the same floor who didn't want to look for death, so don't come over to see the excitement. In my heart: Brother Dog is crazy, there is no bloodless. Those acquaintances on the road really didn't joke with him. That's the truth!

pointed at Xue Wushu's nose and scolded, and shouted at his woman with a tone of "Lao Tzu will cover you". But seriously, Xue Wushu really doesn't have any anger, it's just an ant, if he wants to die, he can't stop it, right?

I picked out a piece of water cup from the pieces of the coffee table, half the size of a palm. Then he woke up the fat man who had been knocked unconscious, and asked: "Ten fingers on one hand, I am going to leave five for you, let's say, which five don't you want?"

The bridge of the fat man's nose was cracked, there were few teeth left, and his face was full of cracks from broken coffee tables and teacups, and he screamed in pain. I wanted to get up, but I found that the hand on his head was like an iron cast, and I couldn't break free at all.

Feeling his right hand being stepped on, he asked with laughter in his ear, and he was still furious in his heart. This man actually did not say a word, and directly did it. I also broke one of his teeth, and now I still want to scrap his fingers?!

"Good boy! You are ruthless! If you have a kind, you will cut it all! Lao Tzu still doesn't believe that you dare to do it!"

This fat man still has backbone. It's just a bit silly. Thinking that the world is full of people who look forward and bare backwards? It is not something he can provoke when people are ruthless, not to mention that Xue Wushu is not a human being.

"Have a backbone! Okay, then don't want it all. Xue Wusuan smiled, and the porcelain piece in his hand fell on the fat man's thumb at the same time, and then cut it up little by little. Look at the technique is quite a bit of a horse-faced style, not to cut it off, just to have a more comprehensive feeling.

The screams were blocked back by Xue Wushu. Although he likes the technique of horse noodles, he does not like to listen to people screaming like horse noodles, and he is afraid of scaring Zhou Huiru if he says it.

After all, porcelain tiles are porcelain tiles, and it is not good to cut a few finger bones. With a flip of his hand, there was an extra finger-long fruit knife, and then he cut. It took me a full thirty minutes to cut off all ten fingers together. Then he picked them up one by one, took out a lighter, and burned all the fractures.

"Okay, I've fulfilled your wishes, but you are still in good spirits, and you've been staring at me. You're reminding me that you don't want these eyes anymore, do you? It's okay, my cigar is perfect for burning your eyes, you nod, I'll do it for you. How?"

No matter how horizontal the fat man's heart is, it is time to understand what is wrong. In front of so many people, he dared to cut off all his fingers, and burned his wound with a lighter, which was an iron determination to turn him into a robot cat for the rest of his life!

Staring at him is reminding him that his eyeballs are going to be abolished together? What kind of logic is this! Lao Tzu is begging for mercy, do you understand?!

Hurriedly shook his head.

Xue Wusuan: "Hey, what's the use of keeping your eyes? It's the same as a blind man, it's better not to do it, at least you can get a disability certificate, and you can take the bus to the public beta for free in the future." How cost-effective. Why don't you scrap it? ”

Still shaking his head. Xue Wushu laughed, but the cigar in his hand went up at once, and under the control of mana, the fat man's eyelids couldn't blink. The cigarette butts were all pestled on the eyeballs. After a slight snort, there was a faint smell of burning.

Xue Wushu let go of his hand, and the cigarette butt was stuck in his eye socket, but it didn't fall off, and it was embedded an inch deep.

"Oops! I'm sorry. I'll give you half of the cigar. Saying that, Xue Wushu loosened the fat man's confinement and sat back on the sofa. With a smile, he looked at Manager Zhang, who was already colorless, and said, "Manager Zhang, I don't think I should have time to come to you for dinner on May Day." So, shouldn't you put the matter of my wedding banquet into practice? What do you say?"

Manager Zhang was already scared silly. Tremblingly, he hurriedly helped Xue Wusuan complete the scheduled procedures, collected the money and issued a receipt, and there was a formal contract. Contracts aren't necessary, but that's not stupid.

Mentally wailed: "This is a big trouble! I don't know how big the trouble will have to be to stop it!"

Xue Wusuan took the receipt and the contract, smiled and patted Manager Zhang's shoulder. Then he kicked the fat man Furuta into the corner. Then he left ten bills, saying that he was losing coffee table money. Pulled up Zhou Huiru, who was complaining, and walked out of the office.

When he arrived at the door, Xue Wusuan suddenly turned his head to look at the fat man who was still wailing with his face and said, "Fat man, it's not over yet, let's play slowly." ”

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