The most powerful lottery system

Chapter 400 The Comer, Su Ming!

"You are Liao Ming. Now I have two options for you. One, take out all the money and pay people immediately, and we will leave you a dead body!"

"Second, we will torture your Liao family bit by bit, give them as much as we can, give them wages, and then destroy all their bodies, throw them into prison, and wait for death slowly!"

Su Ming moved forward slowly, standing in the crowd, without the slightest momentum on his body, but holding a mobile phone and talking to them.

The voice was not heavy, but it was like the cold wind in hell, blowing into the hearts of everyone in the Liao family.

"You are... Su Ming!"

Liao Ming quickly recognized it was Su Ming!
For a moment, all eyes were on him.

Looking at the white snow covered in the woolen coat, watching him slowly move forward, like a ray of light in the dark night, illuminating their bleak future.

unimaginable.

"I……"

Liao Ming's face became extremely embarrassed. As a member of the martial arts world, he knew how popular Su Ming was recently.

I thought he was in the capital and would not come to the Northeast Road, but unexpectedly, he rushed here directly.

Just established a relationship with Xianrendong again, but was treated so infinitely, it is simply hopeless!

The Liao family's eyes fell on Su Ming, wishing they could rush out immediately and destroy everything.

A dozen injured young men and women lying on the ground behind looked at him as if they had seen the entire family die.

What should I do?
"Why do you decide the future of our Liao family? Are you the savior? It is not easy for us to make money! Why kill us?"

A boy in his 20s looked at Su Ming with a pained look on his face and asked loudly.

"Yes, what our Liao family did, people in many places are doing it, and there is no police to investigate, so it is not illegal. Why are you meddling?"

There was also a girl who agreed with him in an instant, and said with bloodstains regardless of the injuries on her body.

"If you are short of money, just talk directly, I can give you two or three million. Don't send us to prison!"

There was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child who spoke loudly to him.

When people hear their words, they feel very naive, as if they can't tell the difference between good and evil, right and wrong.

Their three views have become completely different from ordinary people because of family reasons.

"Such a person lacks education and should be thrown into prison!"

"Yes, I thought it was right to make black money!"

"Damn it, a child who is sixteen or seventeen can spend several million dollars. People are more deadly than others!"

On the Internet, after hearing their words, discussions started again.

Knowing that they are all victims of the family, their three views have been changed, and it is difficult for them to gain a foothold in society.

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!"

Liao Ming angrily scolded the junior, his eyes kept on Su Ming.

"Giving you money is death. Not giving you money is death! Why should I give it to you?"

After Liao Ming scolded the junior, he wanted to bargain with Su Ming and questioned him coldly.

Anyway, they are all dead, so why give money.

In a word, everyone at the scene flickered for a while.

Especially for migrant workers, if they have no money, they will not be able to survive this year. What will they do in the future?
Pairs of longing eyes fell on Su Ming, hoping that he would not kill anyone.

"Do you know what I hate the most? I hate bargaining the most. You better not trouble me!"

Su Ming said with a cold smile on his face.

"Otherwise, I don't know the consequences!"

He walked forward slowly, with a contemptuous smile on his face, like a demon god from hell, giving people strong psychological pressure.

"As the leader of the Northeast Road, we have never seen anything, you can't scare people! Whatever ability you have, just use it!"

Liao Ming said coldly with sarcasm on his face.

In their hearts, they didn't mean to give in at all, and they were not afraid of Su Ming.

As a positive person, which one is not restrained, it is impossible to torture people.

"Oh my god, this kind of person is so annoying!"

"Damn it, you should have fallen on the roof, you'll freeze to death!"

"Grass, if it were me, I would definitely take off his clothes and throw him on the snow mountain to fend for himself."

Hearing his words, almost all the netizens on the Internet went crazy, and they made bad moves one after another.

However, their moves are not easy to use for warriors, they have no effect!
Many migrant workers at the scene had nothing to do in the face of his scoundrel.

People are determined not to give it, and they can't take it out.

"Benefactor, if I kill him from the beginning, I will definitely get a lot of money!"

Shi Zhu's face was livid, and he wanted to kill someone.

One by one, they are all rubbish!
"The Buddha said, Vajra's glaring eyes, hell reincarnation, they must suffer all kinds of torture!"

Wuji was talking nonsense, roaring loudly.

Just want to make a move.

"Don't cry until you see the coffin, let me show you my methods! You bring two people and go, I will deal with Liao Ming!"

The corners of Su Ming's mouth rose slightly, and a cold murderous intent was released in his eyes.

Then he walked towards Liao Ming, and his phone gave him a close-up.

"Come with me, I'll make good on you!"

Shi Zhu stabbed a middle-aged man's thigh with a knife, and strode aside.

"Ow ooh..."

The pitiful howling like killing a pig broke through the sky in an instant, making all the migrant workers on the scene feel their hearts trembling.

Never expected such a result.

So miserable.

"You go with the poor monk!"

Wuji also walked up to a relatively older man, stabbed his chrysanthemum with a stick, and dragged him away.

"Boil, vomit, oh..."

The man's body was stiff, his legs stretched straight, his whole body almost turned sideways, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

Many debt collectors who saw this scene, as well as Su Ming, felt real pain from the chrysanthemum.

The Liao family members frowned, their faces were extremely pale, and they were trembling all over.

Someone opened his pale lips, but couldn't say a word.

There was only one person with a cold face.

"If you have any ability, just use it, frown, I am not the overlord of the Northeast Road!"

Facing Su Ming, Liao Ming said coldly without frowning.

It seems to be very backbone.

"Ha ha!"

Su Ming just ignored the two words that seemed to appear, but didn't care.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand and pointed to the sky in an instant.

A white snow dragon wrapped around a middle-aged woman and flew in the ten-meter sky.

"Tell me your bank card and password, transfer the money immediately, and you can die immediately. Otherwise, I will fall from this height, so that you can't die, but you will definitely be injured. Only [-] falls!"

Su Ming's voice seemed to come from hell, instantly making everyone feel terrified.

He wasn't tormenting from the start like the two men were, but he was even more terrifying.

People looked up and watched the woman in the sky struggling and roaring loudly, feeling chills in their hearts.

"I said it, I said it immediately!"

The woman couldn't stand Su Ming's threat, she climbed up to the sky and yelled in panic.

Don't say thirty times, just one time is enough for her to be afraid.

(End of this chapter)