super right hand

Update time: 20130306

"Is there anything else to say?"

Jiang Hao stared straight at He Lang who was speechless and limply sitting on the chair in a daze. I'm afraid the matter has developed so fast that even He Lang can't accept it?

But can anyone else be blamed for the fate of betraying relatives? He Lang can only be blamed for his insatiable greed.

"you win."

He Lang was unwilling, but everything in this world could not be changed by being unwilling. Now he can't even stand up normally, what else can he do?

"Brother Hao, how should we deal with He Lang?"

Fan Yao asked cheerfully, seeing the domineering He Lang end up in such a tragic end, he thought it was really enjoyable.

"I'm thinking about it too."

Jiang Hao frowned in embarrassment, and felt that with everything He Lang had done, killing him with one knife was simply a gift to him, but he was really not very proficient in torturing people.

"He Lang's father was fed to the dog by me."

Xiao Shengke saw that Jiang Hao couldn't come up with a decision to deal with it for a while, so he leaned in Jiang Hao's ear and whispered that he was also trying to save Jiang Hao from future troubles. As an old Jianghu who has been on the road for more than ten years, Xiao Shanke knows better than anyone how powerful the power of hatred is, and it definitely has the power to destroy everything.

fed the dog

Jiang Hao glanced at the expressionless Xiao Shengke in surprise, knowing that Xiao Shengke was also thinking about his future troubles for his own sake, did he also feed He Lang to the dogs?

"It's a big deal to kill me. As for hesitating, it's really insane to do things."

Seeing that Jiang Hao hadn't decided how to deal with him, He Lang looked at Jiang Hao sarcastically.

"Can't wait? Then I'll play with you first."

Fan Yao glanced angrily at He Lang who was calmly facing life and death, picked up an unopened bottle of white wine nearby, and while capping the wine, stared at He Lang with a smirk on his lips.

"What do you want to do?"

He Lang stared at the movements of Fan Yao's hands in horror, his eyes widened in fear, he knew that Fan Yao must have thought of some way to fix him, he struggled to get up, but found that his body hadn't regained strength, and he struggled No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stand up.

"Aren't you a hero? Why are you scared now?"

Fan Yao flicked off the wine cap, stretched out his hand with a smirk, and slapped He Lang, who was barely standing a little, and sat down on the chair again.

"Give me a happy time if you have the ability."

He Lang looked at the wine bottle dangling in Fan Yao's hand, not knowing what Fan Yao was going to do, and instinctively leaned to the side to avoid it.

"I see that your body is too dirty, so I will wash it for you. In addition, you have too many wounds on your body, and you are prone to infection in such a hot day. I just wash your wounds for you, so as to save you from getting tetanus."

Fan Yao chaired the white wine in his hand, and poured down the mouth of the bottle. Under He Lang's horrified gaze, he poured the wine into the bottle, and the wine flowed out from the bottle mouth little by little, converging into a straight line in the air, heading towards the place where He Lang was stepped on. The broken leg was thrown away.

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He Lang was taken aback by Fan Yao's actions, his face turned pale with fright, and he wanted to move his legs aside, but his movement was still too slow, and he was directly doused by the liquor flowing down.

He Lang's clothes were already thin, but Li Jinkui's trampling on them just tore his clothes to pieces. The white wine that kept flowing down along He Lang's ruptured wound invaded He Lang's wound.

The billowing heat, like a burning flame, spread rapidly from his numb broken leg in an instant. The severe pain made He Lang gasp, and the whole leg felt as if it had been hit by an electric current. Trembling quickly.

He Lang's body danced like the strings of a full moon, and the blood that had just risen on his face was replaced by paleness.

"Come on, let me clear up your whole body. Disinfection is very beneficial to your body. I will disinfect it for you for free. Don't thank me."

With the mouth of the bottle facing down, Fan Yao shook the bottle. Under his shaking, the wine poured out of the mouth of the bottle desperately, and then turned into wine droplets of different sizes, which fell on He Lang below.

He Lang gritted his teeth, the veins on his head thumped wildly, violently, he instinctively dodged left and right in panic, but Fan Yao had spilled too much wine, no matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn't dodge , and his left and right movements just made the wine that fell on his body flow quickly on him.

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He Lang felt as if there were swarms of ants crawling on his body, gnawing at his flesh. The severe pain caused him to die of pain. His whole body was on the chair, writhing in pain, and the chair under him couldn't bear it. He moved violently, making a loud creaking sound.

The baijiu in Fan Yao's hands is a high-grade baijiu, no less than pure alcohol. The liquor can indeed be used for disinfection, but he uses it on such a large area, how can the delicate-skinned and tender-fleshed He Lang bear it and get hurt? The part that was burned immediately retreated a layer

"how do you feel?"

Fan Yao looked at He Lang who was in great pain, shook the little drink in his hand, and asked with a smirk, Fan Yao is not a cruel person, but he couldn't bear He Lang's behavior for a long time, so it's not good Punishing He Lang, how could he be worthy of what He Lang did today.

Fan Yao felt that Jiang Hao must also like him to punish He Lang. Since Brother Hao didn't want to be the villain, let him be Fan Yao.

"I am going to kill you."

Under the stimulation of the severe pain, He Lang's face became distorted, and his teeth creaked, enduring the severe pain.

"Kill me, there are too many people who want to kill me, you can't even be ranked, I will spray you to death with a sip of wine."

Fan Yao drank the last sip of white wine, and under the gaze of He Lang's red eyes, he rinsed his mouth and sprayed it on He Lang's face.

"I am going to kill you."

He Lang's face was twisted violently, the wound from An Jin's blast had long since burst, and now Fan Yao's mouthful of high-purity spray was pouring out, and the intense burning sensation made He Lang feel like his face was about to come off. , He was dying of severe pain.

"It's fucking comfortable."

Fan Yao listened to the hog-killing wailing in his ears, hiccupped, touched You Xiao's hot face, and exclaimed in admiration: "What a wine, it's a waste to wash your body."

"Nice job."

Qi Feng gave a thumbs up to Fan Yao, who was walking one step at a time. If He Lang would deal with it without arguing, it would be too cheap for him, and he enjoyed watching it very much.

"Deserving it."

Everyone in the hall didn't feel that Fan Yao's actions were cruel, but felt that Fan Yao's actions were too light, and they all wished to pick up the wine bottle and pour wine on He Lang. People are sympathetic, but facing With a vicious person like He Lang, there is no need to sympathize with him.

Jiang Hao neither praised nor blamed Fan Yao, because he was busy delivering yuhuo healing techniques to He Lang, and seeing He Lang, who was in pain with white eyes and sticking out his tongue, who couldn't pass out, he could see It is also very enjoyable.

"Good trick."

Xiao Shanke was also terrified when he saw it. He can be sure that if Fan Yao's bottle of wine is poured down, even if He Lang does not die, he probably has half his life left.

"Jiang Hao, can I discuss it with you?"

The middle-aged man who was the first to leave the hall before, but was brutally injured by the wolf gang's younger brother and then forced to meet two bodyguards, cast a glance at He Lang, and said to Jiang Hao.

"please say."

Jiang Hao had a slight impression of the middle-aged man in front of him. In his memory, he was a coal boss who controlled several large coal mines in Zhongzhou City. He didn't know what the middle-aged man in front of him could discuss with him.

"Do you not know how to deal with He Lang?"

The middle-aged man smiled and looked at He Lang who was suffering from severe pain. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He was very angry when he remembered that He Lang almost killed him just now. He had to endure the pressure just now. Now he saw The people He Lang was tortured were neither human nor ghost, so he naturally wanted to take revenge.

"Is there anything you can do?"

Xiaoshanke asked curiously from the side.

"There is indeed a way. I don't know if it should be said or not." The middle-aged man smiled politely, but his eyes never left He Lang.

"Say."

Jiang Hao waved his hand lightly, he just didn't know how to deal with He Lang, but wanted to hear what good solutions the middle-aged man could provide.

"I have several coal mines under my control, and I need to recruit people recently. I observed that He Lang's physique is very suitable for the work of dry coal mining. I want to ask him to go there to help me dig coal and carbon."

The middle-aged man said quietly.

"Dig coal to dig carbon?"

Jiang Hao's body shook. He probably understood what the middle-aged man meant. He knew that many coal bosses in the middle-aged state had more or less black coal mines. Use force to force those laborers to dig coal to grab money for them.

The advantage of the black coal mine is that even if the coal mine collapses and kills people, the parents of the laborers who are arrested will not know about it. It is a costless business. It is said that the workers in the black coal mine have never seen each other. During the day, they were basically exhausted to death.

"You have a black coal kiln."

Jiang Hao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him blankly, and a chill flashed in his eyes. He has seen many missing person notices, all of which are looking for unknown people. He just doesn't know. If he knows, This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen.

"It's all normal, it's all normal."

The middle-aged man remembered Jiang Hao not letting Li Jinkui bully the weak just now, his frightened expression changed, and he explained anxiously.

"This He Lang owes Brother Hao a lot of money. You must have seen it just now. Brother Hao still hopes to get this money back. Can you let this person take it away.

Of course, if you pay the money for He Lang, you can take this man away. "

Qi Feng had an idea and made a reasonable suggestion to the middle-aged man.

"After I go back, I will give Jiang Hao a good treatment, and I will definitely make him worthy of the price I paid. I will pay back all the money He Lang owes for him."

The middle-aged man made up his mind as soon as he was cruel. He was afraid that if Jiang Hao shipped the goods and his coal mines were to be investigated, his black coal mines would inevitably be found out. He decided to spend money and avoid disasters. The most important thing is that he can report The enemy who had just been humiliated.

"make a deal."

Jiang Hao stretched out his hand with a smile, shook hands with the middle-aged man with an unnatural expression, then lightly patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and reminded: "Let him create more value, help me Watch him."

"I will."

The middle-aged man secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded solemnly. He was secretly glad that Jiang Hao didn't get to the bottom of it. Without Jiang Hao's words, he would have tortured He Lang severely. He paid coal for him to pay off his debts. Thinking about how He Lang paid for coal for him, he felt very happy.

"He Lang, I found a new job for you, I hope you like it, it's full-time."

Jiang Hao asked He Lang with a smile and said, "Your boss has already paid for your betting losses. You must work hard."

"You...cough cough..."

He Lang watched helplessly as he was being traded at random like a slave. He didn't know whether it was because of anger or the pain in his wound, his body trembled more violently... ;_

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