Shenhao: Only Check In Once A Week

In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Haijing City, one after another crying father and mother begging for mercy...

"Uncle Li, you always treat me as a fart, just let it go. I'm just taking people's money to help others. How do you know that you will provoke your elders? I won't dare anymore next time." The famous brother Bao, crying with tears and snot in front of the hands, kneeled at the feet of Uncle Li, the big man on the road, don't want any face to beg for mercy, hope that Uncle Li, whose face is as cold as water today Can let him go.

It's all because of the damn Xiao Jincai. If he hadn't given him one hundred and fifty thousand before, saying that he had taught him Xiao Rong, his white-eyed wolf niece, he would not offend the elder Uncle Li, who is so passive now.

Brother Bao was still thinking about it at the time, but it was just teaching a stinky girl who had no power to restrain the chicken. It didn't cost much at all. He randomly assigned twenty subordinates, and several of them were newcomers who had just mixed into the society.

I didn’t think that Xiao Rong actually leaned on Uncle Li with his back, and it even seemed that other forces were secretly supporting him. He was kicked on the iron plate today. Originally, he could get 150,000 yuan if he went to Xiao’s enterprise to beat and teach Xiao Rong. , Now if one fails to deal with it, it is possible to lose a small life at any time, how can this be good?

Just as Brother Bao couldn't figure out a good way to get out, the uncle Xiao in the corner of the warehouse who had been tied up and left behind for a long time, secretly spit out the rags that had been used to block his mouth, and took a few there. After speaking, he cursed at Brother Bao, who took the money and didn't get things done at all: "You are still called Brother Bao on the road. I was blinded to find you for a big price. Bah, give me back one hundred and fifty thousand..."

Uncle Xiao said while struggling to move towards Brother Bao, but it was a pity that he had just moved half a step forward when he was kicked back to the original place by Uncle Li's men.

Where did the uncle Xiao family suffer from this kind of loss since childhood? He opened his mouth and cursed even more vigorously: "Asshole, which green onion do you count? You are actually doing Laozi? You let me go quickly, otherwise I will go out later, so you won't be able to eat and walk around. Tell you, it's not good for me to make money. If you offend me, it's tantamount to offending the entire Xiao family. You have to weigh how many catties you really have, and dare you to go against the entire Xiao family?"

At this time, the uncle of the Xiao family is still showing the stinky score of the young master of the Xiao family. Unfortunately, the uncle Li, who ordered him to be tied up today, although he doesn't usually walk on the road, the black and white still has something to do with him. According to the legend, the uncle of the Xiao family didn't know him before, and he didn't have the chance to come into contact with Uncle Li. He thought that the other party was a elder brother who was only a little better than Brother Bao.

Uncle Li was a little headache caused by his noise. He couldn't help frowning, his face full of scars obviously had a look of impatientness. The younger brother under his watch saw this, and did not wait for Uncle Li to tell him. He strode to the end of his death. The uncle of the Xiao family, who was still dead with a hard-mouthed duck, approached him and controlled the opponent's chin with one hand.

The painful uncle of the Xiao family screamed loudly at the ghost: "Ah...it hurts...let go, you let Laozi let go, isn't it something that can be solved with a little money? This is Li Uncle, right? How much do you want to release Laozi? How much benefit did that little bitch Xiao Rong give you? Would it be possible for you to help her like this... Ah, ah... I, My jaw..."

There was a crisp sound, Xiao Jincai's jaw was crushed by Uncle Li's men. The pain was originally forced to be lazy and the uncle of the Xiao family completely muffled his voice, his head tilted, and the marriage ended in pain. In the whole suburban warehouse, the suffocating silence was restored again.

Uncle Li shook his hand at random, stood back behind Uncle Li, completely turned himself into a dumb, and did his best to escort Uncle Li. If someone dared to speak and act, he would act as an offense to Uncle Li. The sharp blade stepped forward mercilessly to shred the prey.

Brother Bao watched his fierceness against his niece Xiao Rong, the uncle of the Xiao family. After only a minute or two, his chin was crushed by Uncle Li with one hand. Even if he was just watching him coldly, It was shocking enough.

It seems that Uncle Li’s left guard, Akun, does have two slaps in his hands. He actually crushed a man’s jaw easily with one hand, and seeing Akun’s unchanging look, he did not use this trick to deal with a lot of words before he came here. People, as for Uncle Li, who seems to have no reaction to all of this, still pretends to be deep there.

You must know that Brother Bao has been on the road since he was fourteen. He has been on the road for almost 20 years, but facing the scarred Uncle Li in front of him, he was subconsciously afraid to the trembling that his whole body could not stop, and he ignored it again. Kneeling face and image at the feet of Uncle Li, kowtow desperately to beg for mercy: "Uncle Li, I am obsessed with wealth. Even Xiao Jincai wants to earn money from a bereaved dog. You must know in advance that President Xiao Rongxiao is your old woman and killed me. I don’t dare to provoke..."

Uncle Li secretly glanced at a few old and rusty machines, afraid that the big brother of Jiang Shao behind the large old machine would become angry. He cleared his throat and interrupted Brother Bao’s nonsense at this time: "President Xiao is my old man. Li Hoo’s, but not my woman, since Xiaobao likes nonsense so much, A Kun."

Li Shuzuo's guardian A Kun led the order to the brother Bao, who was called ‘Little Bao’ for the first time, and this time he crushed Brother Bao’s jaw even more cleanly, so that he would never be able to talk nonsense for the rest of his life.

Brother Bao has been on the road for 20 years, and he can’t just touch him and faint like the uncle Xiao’s counsellor. Even if his old face is so painful that he turns into pig liver, he doesn’t dare to kneel down and beg for mercy. Not right.

Uncle Li looked at Brother Bao's appearance and coldly snorted, "Go away, but I like to say ugly things first. If I dare to touch President Xiao, it won't be as simple as a chin next time."

When Brother Bao heard what Uncle Li said, he nodded desperately, and then forgot all the 20 gangsters who had been sent to Xiao Rong to find trouble with Xiao Rong, so he left them to Uncle Li. Then they Whether they can live longer under Uncle Li's hands depends on their own destiny.

"Brother Bao..."

"Boss..."

"..."

"Okay, stop shouting, do you think your boss still cares about your life and death? Come on, how do you want to die who moved me?" Uncle Li glanced at Brother Bao, who was fleeing alone in panic, without any trace of emotion. He asked about the twenty brothers who were crying and crying again.

"No, we just follow orders and ask Li Shuwang to open up..."

"Please let Uncle Li let us go..."

"what……"

Finally, in the abandoned warehouse in the outskirts with a huge area, there were no jagged crying and shouting...

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