Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Brother Biao only felt that the collar was suddenly tight, and then a great force came. The whole person lost control in an instant. Like a dog, he could only be led by Zhao Sanjin by the nose.

The next moment, toe off the ground.

Splash!

Zhao Sanjin kept moving on his hand and finished it at one go. He simply pulled brother Biao out of the counter and threw him on the floor at his feet. With an explosive noise, brother Biao's fat body fell heavily on the floor and a dog ate shit.

To be exact, the dog should drink urine.

Just now, the tall and thin man vomited a large piece of blood on the floor. Another little ruffian scattered a big bubble of urine. The blood and urine were mixed together and merged into a pool of very magical mixture, which was emitting a pungent smell. When brother Biao fell, his face hit the ground first, and his open mouth happened to align with the pool of magical mixture.

So

"Ah!"

Brother Biao screamed and rolled in place. When he looked up, his big face like a round cake was covered with a mixture of blood and urine, and his mouth was full of blood.

Don't mention how fucking embarrassed it is.

It's just drinking urine. Brother Biao has so much fat on his body. It's a heavy fall. His bones and heads seem to be scattered. He shows his teeth in pain, his eyes look like gold stars, and his internal organs surge for a while. There's no time to speak. A sudden smell of fishy sweetness in his throat will spit blood for three liters. Although he tried hard to resist it, he still couldn't resist it. Whoa, A stream of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth like peeing.

"Biao, brother Biao... How are you? Are you okay..." the tall and thin man climbed up and approached brother Biao.

Brother Biao stretched out his hand to wipe the mixture of blood and urine on his face, spit hard, and struggled to get up. Zhao Sanjin had slowly walked up to him, lifted his right foot and stepped on his chest.

"Ask you again for the last time, which arm and leg do you want to break?" Zhao Sanjin had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a cunning taste.

Brother Biao is sweating bitterly. Now he is a knife and I am a fish. He is very aware of current affairs. He bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "brother, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you..."

"Brother?" Zhao Sankin stared.

"Big brother, big brother..."

"Big brother?"

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

"Ye, your sister, am I so old?" Zhao Sankin snorted coldly, raised his foot very upset, and stepped on a part in the middle of brother Biao's two thighs.

"Ouch..."

Brother Biao howled, and suddenly his face was livid. He gritted his teeth and didn't cry like Lai Zi, but he was bleeding in his heart. His stomach Fei said: where the hell did this come from? It's too difficult to serve!

Zhao Sanjing stepped on it and asked, "do you still want to rob Xiuer with me now?"

"No, don't rob..." brother Biao shook his head like a rattle and said sadly, "as long as you can see it, this woman will be yours in the future. You can play as you want."

"Really?"

"Absolutely true!"

"It's like a human word." Zhao Sanjin glanced at the shivering Xiuer behind the counter and said, "that protection fee..."

"No!"

Zhao Sanjin was cruel and ruthless. He said that if he broke his arm, he would break his arm. If he broke his leg, he would break his leg. He didn't blink when he stepped on the egg of rice. Brother Biao can't protect himself now. He also charges a fart protection fee. He just hopes that other brothers will pass by here and come in to protect him.

Zhao Sanjin's eyes were sharp. He noticed that the pockets of brother Biao's shirt were bulging. He had just been dropped. The things hidden inside were faintly exposed. The color was red and impressively a stack of thick grandpa Mao.

Look at the thickness. It must be at least twenty or thirty thousand.

Zhao Sankin was not polite. He bent down and stretched out his hand to take out the money from brother Biao's pocket. He turned it over and sneered, "Yo, it seems that you have gained a lot this morning."

"It's... actually not much." brother Biao's face is green. It's common for them to beat people and be beaten. It's OK to lose face, but you can't lose money.

What's more, the money is not brother Biao's. He will give it to Liu Zifeng later.

Zhao Sanjin took the money, turned back to the next chair and sat down. He crossed his legs. Fortunately, he counted. While counting, he smiled and said, "let's calculate the account."

"What account?" brother Biao was stunned.

Zhao San Jin didn't lift his head and said, "nonsense, look what you've done to Xiuer's cake shop. Don't you need to lose money?"

Sure enough, I want to rob money

Brother Biao's face was black. He scolded Zhao Sanjin in his heart. He didn't know how many times, but he didn't dare to resist. He carefully said, "how much do you want us to pay?"

"A thousand dollars," Zhao said casually.

"How much?"

"You're fucking deaf, a thousand!"

"OK, we'll pay."

Brother Biao struggled to sit up, opened his mouth and agreed.

Zhao Sanjin hasn't finished counting the total amount of money, but brother Biao knows it clearly. Thirty four thousand six hundred seventy-eight... Brother Biao lived on his own. He thought Zhao Sanjin would take all the money away. When he heard that Zhao Sanjin was stupid, it was only one thousand. He was surprised, but he couldn't help but rejoiced secretly.

However, Zhao Sanjin is not as stupid as brother Biao thinks.

Seeing that brother Biao promised so readily, Zhao Sankin smiled faintly, took out a thousand from those money and put it next to him. He said, "look what you scared Xiuer. Don't you think it's much to give her 10000 yuan for spiritual loss?"

"Ah?" brother Biao was stunned.

"Do you disagree?"

“……”

Brother Biao's Khan, Liu Zifeng was so badly hurt that he added protection fees to these shops on the street in the name of medical expenses and spiritual loss fees. Each family only added 500 yuan, but Zhao Sanjin was good. It was only a spiritual loss fee that would cost 10000.

Such a comparison, Zhao Sanjin is much darker than them.

"If you don't agree, just say it. I like to convince people by virtue." Zhao Sanjin looked up at brother Biao and whispered to himself, "which arm and leg would you like to break?"

Little voice, but just let brother Biao hear.

Again?

Nima's, this is obviously the threat of red fruit. Give it if you want. If you don't want to give it to me, break your arms and legs, and call it "subduing people with virtue".

Brother Biao was taken

"I agree!"

"Agreed again?"

"... well."

Zhao Sanjin showed a proud smile on his face. He took 10000 yuan from those money and put it aside. After thinking about it, he said, "my labor fee..."

"I'll give it to you!"

This time, brother Biao learned to be smart. If he didn't give it, he would break his arms and legs. Instead of being forced to promise, he might as well have a good time by himself. Therefore, before Zhao Sanjin finished speaking, he nodded like pounding garlic.

Children can be taught.

Zhao Sanjin happily counted a small stack of money from those money, shook it in front of brother Biao, and said with a smile: "for your initiative, I'll charge you 5000 yuan."

If he hadn't failed to beat Zhao Sanjin, brother Biao would have rushed up and smashed Zhao Sanjin. His mother pulled a BA. He has been on the road for so long. When has he suffered such a loss? They usually play hooligans on others. Now it's good to be beaten by Zhao Sanjin. They almost lost their life. They also have to pay Zhao Sanjin 5000 yuan for labor services... What's the reason!

The winner is the king and the loser is the Kou. There is no place to reason.

In the next two or three minutes, just as brother Biao was worried, Zhao Sanjin created a clever name and robbed money in the name of all kinds of chaos. Finally, on the grounds of breaking his good mood, even the "mood loss fee" came out. All kinds of strange expenses were added together, just deducting the 34678 yuan bit by bit.

When there was still the last 78 yuan in change, Zhao Sankin shook his head and sighed and generously said, "it's not easy for you to run all morning. This money should be regarded as a tip for you. When you make friends and collect protection fees again, remember to call me."

Then Zhao Sanjin went to brother Biao and stuffed the 78 yuan change into brother Biao's pocket.

Brother Biao suddenly wants to cry

"Sir, sir, this money..."

"Take it. I'll reward you."

“……”

Brother Biao opened his mouth and looked up to see the strange smile on Zhao Sanjin's face. When he reached his mouth, his words were swallowed into his stomach.

At this time, the thin and tall man squatting beside brother Biao with his stomach covered wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, hardened his head and said, "Sir, we collected these protection fees for brother Liu. You... You took all the money away. Later, our brothers can't explain to brother Liu."

"Liu Zifeng?"

"Yes."

Zhao Sankin turned his mouth and finally got to the point after making so much trouble for a long time. He took the initiative to help Xiu'er. In addition to the despicable behavior of brother Biao and others just now, the main purpose is to inquire about Liu Zifeng's current situation from their mouths.

"That's your business. Does it have anything to do with me?" Zhao Sankin returned to his chair and sat down, posing as if it was none of his business and hanging high.

The tall skinny man said with a sad face: "Sir, you don't know. Brother Liu has always been cruel and ruthless, and he cares about everything. If he knows that you eat black and rob these protection fees, not only our brothers will suffer, but I'm afraid you will also..."

"Are you threatening me?" Zhao Sankin stared, his face suddenly cold.

"No, No." the tall and thin man quickly shook his head and said, "leave a line for everything and meet each other in the future. I hope you can leave a way for my brothers to live and take less. At that time, we'll find a reason to fool brother Liu. We'll never mention today's business. You can also have less trouble, won't you?"

Zhao Sanjin really didn't see it. The tall and thin man in front of him didn't grow very well, but he had a good brain and eloquence. He used both soft and hard words. He begged with a trace of threat, and spoke with great discretion.

Unfortunately, Zhao Sanjin didn't eat his set.