World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 437 Cutting Live Pigs

I watched the two men tie the thick rope tightly, tied a knot in the middle, divided it into two parts, and made a buckle at the lower end of the rope.

They gave it a final tug to make sure the rope was strong.

The water in the iron basin below began to steam upward.

I asked: "Mr. Xiao Pan...this looks so scary!"

Mr. Pan looked extremely ferocious, chuckled evilly, and sniffed: "Have you ever seen pigs being killed in the countryside?"

I replied: "I've seen it before!"

Mr. Pan pointed at the thick rope and said through gritted teeth: "I wish I had seen it before! Wearing sackcloth, wearing mourning, lighting sky lanterns, it's so complicated, and it's so slow to die! I have invented a punishment that will go down in history." , called 'Turkish Cutting of Live Pigs'!" After finishing speaking.

Mr. Pan also touched his arm with both hands, took a breath, and looked horrified.

I frowned and asked, "Are you going a little too far?"

Xiao Pan always yelled at me: "It's not excessive at all!"

I said, "But your brother won't let you touch me."

When Mr. Pan heard this, he laughed: "My brother? He went out to do errands temporarily! I am the biggest one here now! When he comes back, I will have cooked a pot full of Turkish pork, can he still beat me? Hahaha !”

I'm so tired of thinking about this guy.

We must find a way to calm him down and stop fussing.

At least I have to stay in bed for a few days.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the piles of broken porcelain and fake copper pots next to me, and I suddenly had an idea in my mind.

I looked horrified: "Little Mianbao, we have something to discuss, there is no need to do this!"

Xiao Pan always hates it when I call him Xiao Mianbao.

This completely angered him.

He turned to his two subordinates and roared: "Hang him up and cut out his tongue first!"

Both subordinates looked troubled.

One of them was the Zhao Feng Er bodyguard who was chatting with me in the car.

He said: "Little Mr. Pan, but Brother Pan said before he left, you can't touch this guy until he comes back!"

When Mr. Pan heard this, he immediately raised his hand and gave Zhao Feng'er a slap in the face: "Now! Here! There is only one Mr. Pan, and that's me, don't you understand?!"

Zhao Feng Er was beaten so hard that he didn't dare to speak, so he told one of his subordinates to come and arrest me.

My hands were tied, but my feet were not. I immediately got up from the ground and ran away limping in the room, cursing as I ran: "Little Mianbao! You are such a big idiot! I was then I should cut your flesh off and feed it to the dogs!”

The two subordinates started chasing each other wildly.

I kept talking in circles with them while yelling at Mr. Pan.

Xiao Pan always heard me scolding him and became extremely angry. He roared and came after me with gritted teeth.

Just in time!

I suddenly turned around and ran towards the pile of fake porcelain. I stumbled on purpose and fell into the pile of porcelain.

The two subordinates lunged at me fiercely.

I quickly rolled away.

They both threw themselves into the porcelain.

A "click-click" sound.

The porcelain and copper pots piled in the corner rolled to the floor.

at this time.

I rolled right in front of Mr. Pan who was coming towards me.

Mr. Pan's eyes were extremely scarlet, and his whole body was like a mountain of flesh, pressing down on me.

When I was rolling just now, I actually had a broken sharp piece of porcelain in my hand.

His hands were tied behind his back.

I endured the pain of being pressed hard by Mr. Pan's fleshy body, and turned my back to him. The moment he pressed against my body, the sharp porcelain piece in his hand was already upwards, and he tightened his wrist.

Mr. Pan is under heavy pressure.

Simultaneously.

He let out a scream of "Ouch" and rolled to the side, covering his crotch with his hands while screaming wildly.

The floor was covered with broken pieces of porcelain.

My body was covered in blood.It was impossible to tell whether it was me who pricked him with my hand, or whether he was unlucky enough to be pricked by the porcelain.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for me to do it.

After all, my hands are tied tightly.

I screamed in horror: "Mr. Pan, please spare me, spare me..."

The two subordinates next to him were dumbfounded.

Zhao Feng Er glanced at me, and then at Mr. Pan who was covering his crotch and rolling in pain on the ground, his expression was extremely surprised.

"Save Mr. Pan first!"

He and another subordinate quickly dragged Mr. Pan away and started running wildly outside.

"Come here, come here, send us to the hospital!"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know whether Xiao Pan will have any sequelae.

But it shouldn’t bother me again these days.

I hope his catchphrase of "Fuck! It's all over the place!" can be changed from now on.

I stayed in the room.

The weather is a bit chilly.

Just close enough to warm up the stove.

an hour later.

Two guards came to the door.

One of them is still very popular.

I asked: "Brother Changquan, how is Mr. Pan doing? I'm quite worried about him."

Zhaofeng Er replied: "I'm having surgery, I won't be able to get up these days."

I said with a tangled face: "Why is he so unlucky? He came to arrest me and he was stabbed by broken porcelain..."

When Zhaofeng heard the words, his expression was extremely strange and he said nothing.

Another said: "Don't be a cat and a mouse and pretend to be compassionate. Mr. Pan had an accident. I'm afraid it's too late for you to be happy, right?"

I replied: "Look what you are saying! I want to cooperate with the Pan family. Mr. Pan will still be my boss from now on. It won't do me any good if he gets hurt."

"However, I really didn't expect that this dilapidated farm not only has a hospital, but also can perform such difficult operations!"

When Zhao Feng heard this, he looked very speechless: "Are you dreaming?! Mr. Pan has hired experts from Huitian Hospital in the city!"

Another bodyguard glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhao Feng Er immediately fell silent.

Thereafter.

These two guys are starting to look like wooden piles.

No matter how much I tease them.

They also stopped talking.

The sky turned from day to night.

The charcoal fire in the iron stove was extinguished.

This is quite cheap for me.

There is a large basin full of cold boiled water on top.

Like a cow drinking water, I lowered my head and drank a lot, which slightly relieved the hunger in my stomach.

There is a big iron door locked.

They weren't worried that I would escape either.

By midnight.

They had fallen asleep sitting at the door of the house.

I quietly came to the pile of broken china.

He took out something from inside.

(End of this chapter)