Free Soldier King Mixed Country

The seven good cars, which were still open before, became a pile of scrap iron. After Xiao Yi drove the excavator several times, the cars became like a pie.

"Stop it for me with the surname Xiao, okay! You can do it absolutely, I'm not finished with you today."

Song Ming ran in front of Xiao Yi and looked at the car he had just bought not long ago. It became a pile of scrap iron, and his heart was bleeding at the moment.

"This is called a pay for a report. I will ask for the old tea farmer's account for him!"

Xiao Yi jumped out of the excavator. Song Ming was about to come forward and argue with him, but Han Bing, who followed him behind, slapped him down and lay on the ground.

"I wanted to beat you a long time ago, so I don't have to trouble Xiao Yi to do it this time, I will clean up you first!

Han Bing took this slap over, and almost didn't faint Song Ming on the spot. The woman's temper came up, she was more grumpy than the man.

Previously, Song Ming had been looking at Han Bing with that kind of eyes. Han Bing was already irritated and wanted to clean him up. This time, he couldn't help it.

"Let you play my idea, let you bully the old man, let you be arrogant here, let you be a bully!"

One kick after another, a dozen kicks in a row, this is the relief. At this moment, Song Ming fell to the ground and couldn't even get out of his breath.

There are still a few shoe prints on his face. These are all Han Bing's masterpieces. At this moment, Han Bing has not abandoned Song Ming, it is Han Bing who has shown kindness.

"Okay, okay, he is pitiful enough."

Xiao Yi said at this moment. After Song Ming heard it, he finally felt that Xiao Yi said something more humane. If he continued like this, Han Bing would be kicked to death.

Han Bing put his arms on his hips and let out a long sigh. This was because he felt the anger in his stomach lessened, and then raised his head to look at Xiao Yidao.

"This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy, Xiao Yi, you still say that."

It's very strange that Xiao Yi is still speaking for Song Ming. Shouldn't Xiao Yi come over and clean him up? There seems to be something wrong with the painting style.

"He is indeed very poor. If he fights again, you will be beaten to death."

Xiao Yi turned on the excavator and started to drive the excavator to work, Han Bing asked now.

"Xiao Yi, what are you doing? Why do you want to dig a hole?"

"There is no other meaning, this kind of people is a waste of social resources when they are alive, so just dig a hole and bury it."

Xiao Yi said, driving the excavator proficiently, and in a short while, he dug a big hole more than three meters deep, and Xiao Yi came out of the cab again.

At this moment, Song Ming had an urge to cry. Before, he thought that Xiao Yi was going to say a few words for himself, but he didn't think he was thinking too much.

I wanted to run, but I couldn't stand up right now. Even if I stood up, I would probably be beaten to the ground. Song Ming could only hear the sound of Xiao Yi's footsteps gradually approaching.

"Boss Song? Actually, you should thank me. I saw it for you just now. This is a good feng shui treasure land. If people die and are buried here, they will definitely bless your descendants. The cost of choosing a grave site is for me. I won’t want it with you. Today is considered free to bury you."

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly, grabbed Song Ming's collar, lifted it directly from the ground, and walked to the edge of the dug hole.

At this moment, Song Ming's psychology suddenly collapsed. Others would definitely not dare to do this. Xiao Yi would have the courage of this person who didn't know where he was.

Carrying Song Ming, he came to the edge of the pit. Xiao Yi held Song Ming's collar with one hand and hung on the pit. Song Ming's two legs were constantly struggling.

"no, do not want……"

"late!"

Xiao Yi released his hand, and Song Ming fell directly into the pit to a depth of three meters. When he fell, Song Ming was smashed and almost didn't catch his breath.

But Song Ming's mind was still sober. This time he was struggling to get up from the ground and wanted to get out of the pit. Xiao Yi squatted on the edge of the pit and sneered at this moment.

"People like you should be buried alive. Others dare not provoke you because they are afraid of you. But in my life, Xiao Yi has never been afraid of anyone."

"The surname Xiao...No, Brother Xiao, Uncle Xiao, don't bury me, I can give you money, I can give you a lot of money, you can pull me out first."

Song Ming was crying and begging, Xiao Yi knew in his heart that if he didn't deal with such a person, he would never have a long memory.

"Xiao Yi, don't you really want to bury him?"

Han Bing walked by Xiao Yi's side. With Xiao Yi's temper, Xiao Yi really dared to do this. It was not that Xiao Yi had never killed anyone.

"Just kidding, this is a human life anyhow, if I bury him, I have to bear the responsibility, it's not worth it for this kind of person."

Xiao Yi knew very well in his heart that to throw this Song Ming into the pit at this moment was to teach him a lesson.

Han Bing breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Xiao Yi said that he was frightening Song Ming. If he really buried someone, Xiao Yi would be in trouble.

"It's fine if you can think so, then what shall we do now? Just let him go like this?"

"Spare him so cheaply? How could such a good thing happen, I have a good way."

A smile appeared on Xiao Yi's face. Whenever Han Bing saw this smile on Xiao Yi's face, he knew that Xiao Yi must have never thought of anything good.

"I think Song Ming is going to be unlucky."

Han Bing said, I also blame Song Ming for not having long eyes, and for bullying others to Xiao Yi's head. This is not his own death.

"From the moment he met me, he was destined to be unlucky!"

Xiao Yi entered the operating room of the excavator again, and previously saw a cottage built on the side of the old tea farmer's house, just surrounded by some simple dry firewood.

So Xiao Yi drove the excavator, got some from it, turned around and came to the pit again. Han Bing understood this time, what Xiao Yi was going to do.

"Hey, it's really too dirty. This kind of harming method can only be thought of by people like you."

Han Bing frowned and said, but felt that such a method was not excessive at all to deal with this kind of person, and then watched, Xiao Yi poured the contents directly in.

"Come on, give you some fertilizer by the way, and bury it in the soil for a long time, maybe you can still grow out of the soil."

Xiao Yi said, Song Ming in the pit was poured out by this kind of thing. At the moment, he was cursing in the pit. It is estimated that even Xiao Yi's ancestors greeted him.

But this didn't work, Xiao Yi was still good, and after a while, Song Ming in the pit began to beg for mercy again.

"Grandpa Xiao, I know I was wrong, and I don't dare to come anymore, please get me out quickly, I really know I was wrong!"

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