Violent Dan Zun

  Chapter 2217 Punishment

  The other side of the day. In the humid and sultry room, dozens of people huddled together and lit a candle in total. The fluorescence seemed to be like nothing. They were breathing muddy air, their naked upper bodies leaning against the cold wall, and their stomachs. The drums are already playing, and they are even panicked one by one, but they don’t look forward to dinner because they know it’s all leftovers.

  , some are leftovers from summer, some are fatty meat that fell on the ground and picked up again. When I think about it for a moment, the taste is disgusting. It's better to buy it yourself, and hide a little money for yourself in the cracks in the wall every day. If you are not found, you can still eat something that people eat. They are all anxiously and indifferently waiting for their boss, squeezing their roots, and those who leave them a way to survive, although this way of survival looks more like a dead end. There were footsteps outside the door. This tattered room couldn't cover the wind and rain, let alone the soundproofing effect.

   "Why didn't that kid come back today?" Ge Hua went to the place to count the number of people every night, and collected the money they had asked for in the day. Of course they will think of hiding a little bit for themselves, but if they are found, it is the treatment of a broken leg.

   "Boss... he was bought by a master today!" The man who beat him today came out and said.

  "Grandpa? Which grandpa? Buy it?" Ge Hua was very curious, like a cheetah, evaluating the prey he had caught.

When the few people saw his expression, their legs were so frightened that they explained to her in a low voice, "It should be the family of the old man. He is not very old. A young man said that their grandpa's grandson needs blessings from children, so they gave it to us. Some money was taken and he was taken away. Don't mention how rude the method was!" It was a great effort to put the grandfather said that the master was tall and mighty, so as to distinguish the relationship with oneself.

   "Oh? How much did he give?" Ge Hua couldn't help his eyes light up when he heard this, "Take it out for me a little bit! I heard you say a lot!"

   "Well..." The man hesitated.

   "What? Don't you dare to pay? I think you have become bolder!"

  In an instant, layers of murderous aura rose from behind Ge Hua, and he walked step by step, a huge sense of pressure forced everyone to lower their eyes, and they did not dare to look at him. Some people even elbow the person.

   "Hurry up and give the money to the boss, you are not brave!"

  The man was also very scared, and tremblingly took out the money. Stacks of them are all tickets.

  "Are these all there?" Ge Hua seemed to be unsatisfied with his reaction.

  "Yes..." The person answered almost inaudibly.

  That's right! She admired secretly in her heart, this was the reaction he wanted. So, he walked straight toward the man step by step, with a viper-like expression on his face, very close to the man, and his even breath was sprayed directly on the man's face. He leaned on his ear again, as if whispering in a low voice, very gentle and creepy.

   "You better not lie to me."

  The world quieted down instantly.

  The man stood still. He looked straight ahead, his fingers trembling constantly. As if cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

  Ge Hua looked at him and nodded contentedly.

   "Yeah." Just that one word, revealing a very certain, and sharp killing intent.

"Wind and Cloud Rod!" With just one sound, as if thunder came on the ground, Ge Hua waved his crutches, his body and pace did not stagger, but as fast as a cheetah. His old hands were like a pair of eagle claws with blue veins. Rising, but full of power, waving the crutch in his hand, driving the whole body to twist continuously, is a precursor to the coming of a storm!

The man was so scared that his body was weakened. He knelt down on the ground, his lips were trembling, his body was sweating constantly, his eyes were afraid to look at him directly, but he didn't dare not to look at him. Glancing at her, the sound in her mouth can't even connect

"Boss...Boss...Listen to me..." She tried to calm herself down, but her gums seemed to be out of control. He wanted to give himself a deep breath, but found that breathing became difficult. The next dead fish , Shaking his body violently.

  Looking at her eyes, countless green lights flew out from the hand of the demon king. She seemed to hear the desperate, death voice.

  "Next, he will make a move..." The man knew very well in his heart what his boss should do when he was angry. He knew exactly what he should do, and he must have a voice in his heart calling him constantly

  "Quickly beg for mercy! Quickly beg for mercy!"

  So, he finally pleaded for mercy,

  "Boss, I beg you, let me go! Actually I don’t grow much! I will give you as much as you want! Just beg you to let me go!"

He finally started crawling and begging for mercy. He cried hoarsely, and her face was covered with hot and sticky liquid. He cried down and kept kowtow. Finally, the mud on the ground and the slime on his face Finally mixed together, mixed into an unclear color. Others couldn't bear to look any more, and turned their heads in other directions. It belongs to them, the color of the tramp.

   "Hahaha, now I know to beg for mercy! It's too late!" Ge Hua seems to be very obsessed with other people's reactions, and it is horrible to others, and the picture that can't bear to look directly is a kind of enjoyment for him.

   "Pray for mercy, continue!" He even incited others to perform for him.

  Of course, that person is fully cooperating, his crying is even more sad, and the frequency of his kowtow seems to be like smashing garlic, but the kung fu in Ge Hua's hands never stops. Green lights flickered, and the air was full of wailing sounds, as if this room belonged to this atmosphere, this is what he should usually be like!

   "Hahahaha! Not bad, not bad!" The old man's face looked terrifying at the moment, his face was full of terrible smiles, and it was heartbreaking to see it. He seemed to be extremely excited now, as if the whole world should belong to him.

  Finally, everyone saw the familiar action. He drew his crutch from the air to the top of his head, "Fengyun Rod! Broken!"

With a "boom", a green light burst out from there, and a ball of light instantly separated from the crutch and flew towards the person. He did not avoid it, and continued to kowtow to beg for mercy, his body trembling constantly because of excessive fright. , Wan is like a sieve, his face is still covered with slimy liquid and dust on the ground, as if he should have these in his life.

  "Boom!" The green light exploded in that place, and a few wisps of blue smoke were exploded, but there was no smell. The light and mist dissipated, except for the mess on the ground, as if nothing had happened. The homeless people were still dumbfounded, and there was no light in their eyes. Their boss had already retracted the crutches and showed a kind but numb look on his face. The smile looked like a plaster. But it makes people look scared.

   "Well, who will tell me next, what happened today?"

  Like a big net, once again covered.

  (End of this chapter)