Chapter 442
"Lin Guzi, since you're here, please crawl out obediently!" The middle-aged man's eyes were sharp.

Lin Guzi turned around tremblingly, actually crawled out of Zhong's house, came to the middle-aged man, hugged his leg, "Black Butler, please, just let me go this time!"

"Let you go? Then who will let me go?" Hei Qiu raised his leg and kicked him to the ground.

Then he took out a stack of papers from his pocket and shook them in front of Lin Guzi, "It's an IOU of 700 taels of silver, 700 taels, what the hell are you really thinking that the Hei family's money came from the flood?" ah!"

After finishing speaking, Hei Qiu directed the people beside him, "Big Heizi, come here with the machete, and chop off this old boy's hand."

Almost as soon as the black ball fell, a strong man with a height of two meters came out, and the machete in his hand gleamed even colder against the firelight.

"Ah, don't come here, don't come here!"

Lin Guzi was really scared, he climbed up decisively, and howled at Lin Sanniang: "Sister, my dear sister, please save my brother, I don't want my hand cut off!"

The black ball winked at Da Heizi, telling him to stop temporarily.

After all, he has no habit of collecting human hands, let alone Lin Guzi's hands like black chicken feet.And the purpose of his pursuit so far, to put it bluntly, is for money, for the five thousand and seven hundred taels of silver owed by Lin Guzi.

However, neither Hei Qiu nor Lin Guzi expected that Lin Sanniang kicked the person who had just crawled in front of her away.

"Oh! I bet all my family's money, and now I'm playing with our Zhong family's idea again. I tell you that there is no way. That, that big man called Heizi, you, hurry up and give this person's hand The old lady chopped it up. The old lady looked at it and relieved her hatred!"

Big Heizi hesitated all of a sudden, staring blankly at Heiqiu, "Housekeeper, do you want to cut it?"

"Cut it, cut it for me!" Hei Qiu squinted his eyes in the direction of the Zhong family. He was betting that Lin Sanniang would soften his heart at a critical moment.

"Ah, ah! Don't come here, don't cut off my hand, don't!" Lin Guzi cried violently, hid his hands in his arms and knelt on the ground, unable to get up.

Da Heizi grabbed him by the back of the collar, picked him up with brute force, then threw him aside, stretched his feet, stepped on Lin Guzi's wrist, and raised the machete in his hand...

Hei Qiu didn't bother to look at Lin Guzi, and kept observing the expressions of Zhong's family, but was surprised to find that they didn't worry at all. This...could it be a mistake for him to come here to ask for money? !
But if he can't get the money, how will the steward of the Black Mansion go back to Xuancheng to celebrate the New Year?
Thinking to himself, Da Heizi's high-raised machete was about to fall, he swallowed, and only hoped that the Zhong family could stop at the critical moment!

Then, he was disappointed...

"what!"

With a scream, Lin Guzi's hand was cut off, bloody, Lin Sanniang frowned, and subconsciously turned her head to Zhong Hanmin.

And Tong Xiaoyue was also frightened, and hid directly in Zhong Zhengxing's arms.

"Stop, stop! Dad! Dad! How are you doing, Dad?"

At the critical moment, Lin Liangcai rushed out from Zhong's house, and saw Lin Guzi, a 27-year-old man who had his hand cut off and was screaming miserably, with tears in his eyes.

"You cut off my father's hand, I will never end with you!"

Lin Liangcai rushed towards Da Heizi with all his enthusiasm...

(End of this chapter)

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