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Chapter 497 The wicked have their own grind

Chapter 497 The wicked have their own grind

"Break six hands, divide them among yourself."

When Fang Xing said these words, the three red-haired bun-headed people were terrified.

It took two seconds for the red-haired bun to react. He looked back at the two younger brothers and pointed with his fingers. There were only three people in total, and there were exactly six hands together. How could they be divided?
Doesn't this mean to break all their hands?
"Brother! You are my own brother, give me a chance, spare me this time, our lives will be yours from now on..."

The red-haired bun-tou begged for mercy in front of Fang Xing, and reached out to hug Fang Xing's leg.

"Boss Fang said that six hands were broken, didn't you hear that?" Lu Shenghui said these cold words.

Ah Xiang immediately stepped forward, held down the red-haired bun and was ready to strike.

The red-haired Cuntou turned blue with fright, and shouted: "Wait! Brother, I was wrong. I want to cut off their two hands and one leg, exactly six, exactly six..."

The two younger brothers in the back were stunned: "I... I just followed the red hair to fill up the number, we didn't do anything, it's none of our business."

The red-haired Cuntou pointed back at one person, and said, "It's him, he brought Qiu Yizhen and the others out to play, and that's why I knew those three scumbags! Or cut off their hands and feet, adding up to eight."

"I'm talking about six hands." Fang Xing emphasized indifferently.

Hongmao Cuntou was about to cry: "But...but there are only three of us, and only six hands."

Fang Xing sneered and corrected, "Aren't there six people that night?"

The three red-haired and inch-headed people froze for a moment, and immediately understood what it meant.

The three of them, plus Qiu Yizhen's three daughters, made a total of six people.

Six hands, one for each.

Hongmao Cuntou showed a troubled expression: "But, there are people in those three Sanba's family..."

Qiu Yizhen and Dou Lina dared to be so arrogant at school, but the school didn't deal with it because they had connections at home.

Fang Xing showed a harmless smile on his face, and said, "If that's the case, you can take their place."

The voice just fell.

Ah Xiang grabbed Hongmao's arm, pressed it against the chair, raised his arm, and smashed it down with his elbow.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Hongmao's right forearm was directly bent at ninety degrees.

"what!"

The red hair let out a scream like killing a pig, the pores of his body burst open, and cold sweat rolled out, soaking his whole body instantly.

Ah Xiang didn't say a word of nonsense, grabbed Hongmao's other hand, pressed it on the chair, and was about to make a move.

The red hair saw that the second hand was about to be discounted, so he hurriedly shouted: "Don't! Don't! I'll get those three stinky three-eight!"

Only then did Ah Xiang throw away the red hair, turned around and swept across, kicked over the other two gangsters, grabbed their hands and broke them.

The three fell to the ground, howling in pain.

They all had a broken hand, and they wanted to struggle in pain, but as long as they pulled the severed hand, they would break out in a cold sweat, so when they were struggling, they only dared to move other parts. On the ground, I dare not move.

Fang Xing stood up, flicked the non-existent dust on his clothes, and said, "If the six hands are confiscated tomorrow, I have to ask Boss Lu to help collect them."

"Small things." Lu Shenghui was very willing to do it for him.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Fang Xing left after finishing speaking.

"I'll see off Brother Fang." Lu Shenghui walked downstairs, watched Fang Xing get in the car and leave, and waved goodbye on the spot.

Ah Xiang, who was on the side, asked, "Boss, it seems that the business has not been negotiated."

Lu Shenghui smiled and said, "A business worth hundreds of millions is not that simple. This is the God of Wealth. If you make this friend, you will have many opportunities to make a fortune in the future."

After a while, Lu Shenghui asked, "Have you found out what's going on?"

The reason why Ah Xiang can be his confidant, the red stick, is not only because of his ability to fight, but also because of his cleverness in doing things.

"I asked when I brought the person here. Last week, these three idiots blocked Fang Xing's cousin."

Lu Shenghui couldn't help feeling amused: "Then I have to thank the three of them, otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to connect with the God of Wealth."

Although he is very powerful in Baitang Town, he can't actually get on the stage.

Moreover, the environment is different now.

He anticipated this very early on, so he went ashore early in vain.

Those people on the road who used to rob him of territory are all squatting in prison now.

He opened a hotel, and it was a four-star hotel, so he had successfully landed, but it was not so easy to continue to develop upwards.

In contrast, Fang Xing is indeed the God of Wealth, he can open ten Shenghui Hotels with the money he makes from just making a TV series.

Lu Shenghui's greatest strength is in judging the situation.

So many people on the Dao have entered, and he is still fine.

Therefore, he could see very clearly that if it wasn't for Fang Xing's need to borrow his power as a local snake, the project of the resort would not be his turn at all.

Lu Shenghui stayed for a while, stretched his waist, turned back to the hotel, and said as he walked, "Throw those three things to the clinic for bandages. If they confiscate the other three hands tomorrow, they will also confiscate the other hand."

"Yes, boss." Ah Xiang agreed, waved his hand, and asked someone to deal with the three red-haired people.

……

It was past nine o'clock the next night.

The snack street intersection outside the No. [-] Middle School gate.

Ah Xiang looked at the time, and said impatiently: "Let's forget it. I don't have time to waste with you, break your hands, and I'll go back to work."

"Brother Axiang, brother Axiang, don't! We will definitely mess with those three stinky three-eight!" The three red-haired people hurriedly begged for mercy.

They have already lost one hand, and now they have a plaster cast on their broken hand and hang it around their necks. It hurts so much that they want to die when they touch it. If they lose another arm, they dare not even think about it.

"Don't call me elder brother, I can't stand it. Don't say I know you guys in the future, I'm afraid I'll be dragged to death by you one day." Ah Xiang hates this kind of blind idiot the most.

It's so old, and I thought it was awesome to ride a motorcycle with a girl at night.

"Why don't you call her." A gangster suggested.

Hongmao had already sent a message to Qiu Yizhen asking her out for supper, but did not receive a reply.

After waiting for so long, Hongmao also held his breath, took out his mobile phone and made a call directly.

After the call was connected, Hongmao asked directly: "I sent you a message, why didn't you reply?"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Who are you? I have to reply when I send a message?"

Hongmao was so angry that he wanted to crush her to death, but he couldn't make a fuss now, so he coaxed: "Isn't this a good thing, and I want you to come out and be cool."

The female voice snorted coldly: "You are such a waste, you can't do anything well."

Hongmao continued to coax: "Didn't you meet someone last time? Brother Xin, I'll take you to block her again."

Only then did the female voice agree: "Okay, where are you?"

There was a ruthless expression on Hongmao's face: "I'll send you a location, just behind the snack street, and call your other two sisters."

After finishing the phone call, Hongmao looked at Axiang and said, "Brother Axiang, I said that I will definitely be able to call out."

Ah Xiang didn't even bother to talk to him.

Anyway, if he couldn't collect all six hands tonight, then he would break the other hand of the three of them.

While waiting for someone.

Hongmao asked: "Brother Ah Xiang, is that Fang so awesome? Can you sit at the same table with Master Lu?"

Ah Xiang rolled his eyes, he really didn't want to say a word to this idiot.

After a while, Hongmao asked again: "I'll break the hands of those three stinky three-baths later, what if they call the police?"

Ah Xiang became more and more speechless, and asked back: "You don't know what to do? You are afraid that they will call the police. When you blocked people last time, why weren't you afraid to call the police?"

"I..." Hong Mao didn't know how to answer for a while.

If you come out to mess around, if you are afraid of everything, you don't have to do anything.

Ah Xiang felt that these three mentally handicapped things were really stupid. By the way, he reminded: "The hands of the three of you were either broken by yourself or by me. You should think about it yourself."

In short, this matter will end with him, and it is impossible to involve his boss, Mr. Lu.

The three of Hongmao were still very good at this matter, so they hurriedly nodded and replied: "We broke it ourselves, we broke it ourselves."

They still want to live a few more years, but they can only break it by themselves.

……

Waited ten minutes.

Qiu Yizhen and Dou Lina came to the back of the snack street and found that the surroundings were pitch black.

"Ah Zhen, it's pitch black and there's nothing here. Is it the wrong location?" Dou Lina asked suspiciously.

Qiu Yizhen took out her mobile phone and reconfirmed the location: "That's right, it's here."

At this moment.

Hongmao came out from the shadows and waved to the three of them: "Come here."

Qiu Yizhen instinctively took a step forward, but as soon as she took a step, she shrank back: "What the hell did you ask us to do here? There's nothing here."

This location is an old market. It was just demolished last month, and a new market is going to be built. The construction has not yet started, and there are broken bricks all over the floor.

"You'll know when you come with me." Hongmao continued to wave.

"We're not going." Qiu Yizhen was very alert, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Stinky Sanba, I still want to leave!" Hongmao cursed, rushed up with the other two gangsters, grabbed the three of them and dragged them into the old market.

"Red hair! What do you want to do? Believe it or not, I will find someone to kill you!" Qiu Yizhen was dragged away, struggling and cursing.

"Kill me? I'll kill you first!" Hongmao dragged Qiu Yizhen over and kicked her over.

Qiu Yizhen didn't understand what was going on, she still cursed arrogantly: "Are you crazy? If you dare to kick me, I will find someone to kill you tomorrow!"

The red hair went up and kicked again: "Come on! Come and kill me! Stinky Sanba, I'm so miserable!"

The other two were also kicked to the ground, and they had to clean up after a while.

"Ah! I'll kill you!" Qiu Yizhen yelled frantically, grabbed a broken brick on the ground, and threw it at Hongmao.

The red hair didn't dodge, and was hit by the drill bit on the forehead, and a line of blood slowly flowed out.

The red hair was ruthless, went up to hold Qiu Yizhen, raised her hand and slapped her down twice, directly slapping her awake.

Qiu Yizhen finally realized that something was wrong.

She found that the three Hongmao people all had plaster casts on one hand, and something was obviously wrong.

"What do you want to do? If you dare to touch me, you will be out of luck!" Qiu Yizhen threatened.

"Unlucky! I let you be unlucky first!"

clap clap!

Another two slaps down.

There was a clear slap mark on Qiu Yizhen's face.

"Did someone ask you to do this? Tell me who it is, and I'll find someone to mess with him tomorrow!" Qiu Yizhen knew at a glance that Hongmao and the others must have been instructed.

"You're an idiot, who have you messed with?! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in such a miserable situation." Hongmao slapped him twice again, making Qiu Yizhen howl.

"You...what on earth do you want to do? Let me tell my uncle, you will be miserable!" Qiu Yizhen hurriedly moved out the family's backer.

"Sue it! Sue it now!"

The red hair was ruthless, grabbed a brick, and threw it at her right hand.

Snapped!
Ah!
Qiu Yizhen let out a heart-piercing scream.

A brick was not snapped off, Hongmao picked up the brick and slapped it down again.

Qiu Yizhen let out a miserable scream and struggled desperately.

It took three bricks to finish.

The same goes for the other two.

After finishing off the three bullies, the red-haired trio hurried away.

They ran to the intersection, leaned on the window of a black car, and said, "Brother Ah Xiang, we have settled the matter."

Ah Xiang threw them an envelope: "Take the money and go hide for a few days. If you get caught, it will be your own bad luck."

"Understood, we all did it ourselves, and it has nothing to do with Brother Ah Xiang." The three red-haired people hurriedly agreed, and then took the money in the envelope and left at night.

……

That night.

A police car and an ambulance arrived together, and the three of them were taken to the hospital for treatment.

After the elders of Qiu Yizhen's family knew about this incident, they mobilized their contacts and put pressure on the police.

The police began to search for the three Hongmao people throughout the city.

It was more than two o'clock in the morning.

The three red-haired men were captured.

The police interrogation process went smoothly, and the three pleaded guilty, admitting that they did it because of emotional entanglements.

Qiu Yizhen and Dou Lina's family did not accept this result.

Qiu Yizhen and Dou Lina also refused to admit that they had emotional entanglements with Hongmao and asked to continue the interrogation.

It's just that the red-haired three killed each other because of emotional entanglements.

the next day.

Qiu Yizhen and Dou Lina were discussing the incident at the hospital. They suspected that the beating was due to the incident of blocking the clock before Keke, so they filed a complaint with the police, thinking that Fang Xing had asked someone to beat them.

……

this afternoon.

When Fang Xing was at home with his parents, a team of policemen knocked on the door.

A policeman showed his ID card, then gave up his superior behind him, and introduced: "This is Captain Zheng from our station. I need to check with you for some things."

Fang Xing didn't want his parents to think too much, turned around and shouted to them: "Mom, some friends are looking for me, I'll go out for a while."

Then, he and Captain Zheng got into the SUV they used to buy groceries.

"Let's talk, what's the matter?" Fang Xing asked directly.

"Where were you at 09:30 last night?" Captain Zheng first checked if Fang Xing had time to commit the crime.

"At 09:30, watch TV at home. The eighth episode of "The Voice of China" was broadcast last night. My parents will follow every episode, you know." Fang Xing replied.

Captain Zheng had already read Fang Xing's information before he came, so of course he understood the meaning of this sentence.

If it were him, if his son participated in a TV show, he would definitely watch it too.

Captain Zheng took out a photo and asked, "Do you know this girl?"

"Qiu Yizhen, if you recognize it, you must recognize it, but I haven't seen it in reality." Fang Xing replied.

Because of the campus bullying before, the whole Internet was picking up Qiu Yizhen's family background.

"Last night, Qiu Yizhen and two other girls were attacked. Did you instigate it?" Captain Zheng asked.

"Because of the campus bullying incident? That incident is over. The town committee has issued an announcement. Didn't the captain see it?" Fang Xing asked.

It has been almost two months since the campus bullying incident.

Captain Zheng was also very helpless, and said in a deep voice: "Qiu Yizhen confessed that they had a conflict with your cousin last week."

"What's the conflict?" Fang Xing sneered.

Captain Zheng took a deep breath and corrected helplessly: "They found three gangsters to block your cousin."

Fang Xing's expression became more and more disdainful: "Since you know, why didn't you deal with the bully? Instead, you came to ask the victim's family. This is how you work in this profession?"

Captain Zheng was so questioned that he didn't know how to refute.

Fang Xing's expression turned cold, and he said, "I have answered so many of your questions in cooperation with your work. If Captain Zheng still wants to ask, you can go directly to my lawyer."

Captain Zheng felt that the majesty of his captain had no effect in front of Fang Xing, and he was a little upset, he scolded: "You better answer my question honestly, or I will handcuff you back for interrogation!"

Fang Xing didn't talk nonsense, picked up his cell phone, and dialed Tang Kangshun's cell phone: "Secretary Tang, there is a Captain Zheng here asking me for a question. Is this the town committee planning to give me a blow?"

After speaking, Fang Xing handed the phone to Captain Zheng.

On the phone, Tang Kangshun scolded Captain Zheng.

(End of this chapter)

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