"Little sister!"
Chuishuida's heart ached as he shouted.
The little sister heard the voice and opened her eyes. She saw Chuishuida and replied softly,"Dad!"
"Don't blame me for stealing your vote. If you want to blame someone, blame your precious daughter for causing me to lose more than a million yuan.”
"This bit of money isn't enough for me to compensate you.”
"Although your daughter looks ordinary and doesn't have any rice, selling her to the stables can at least earn some money. It's better than nothing!”
"I'm the kindest person. I won't let you suffer. When the Kun Peng arrives, I'll pack it up and send you guys down to sell salted duck eggs!”
The salty man laughed arrogantly, as if victory was in his grasp.
"Brother Xian Shi, I don't want the lottery anymore. I can also give up my life. You can do whatever you want to me.”
Chuishuida hugged his wet legs and begged.
He had no ability in his life. His only pride was that he had raised his daughter single-handedly.
Joining the club at such an old age was just to take good care of Thirteenth Sister. That was all.
As long as Thirteenth Sister was well, he was willing to do anything.
"Let this b * tch go?"
"Do you know that she caused me to lose more than a million Hong Kong dollars?”
"You can't even afford to sell your ass!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He kicked Chui Shuida away.
"Dad!"
Thirteenth Sister's half-opened eyes suddenly opened.
Seeing Chuishuida rolling on the ground, he was so angry that his blood boiled.
She gritted her teeth and rushed forward, biting down on her wet foot and refusing to let go.
"Ah! Damn b * tch, how dare you bite me!"
"Do you know what kind of plot I like to watch the most? The top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty. Men, get him!”
After Salty Shirt finished speaking, Fatty Long and the others went forward.
He pressed Thirteenth Sister to the ground, pried open her fists, and pressed her to the floor, smashing her fingers one by one.
Thirteen Sister broke out in cold sweat from the pain.
However, he bit his lips tightly and did not make a sound.
"Stinky b * tch, you're quite tough."
"I really don't know why the Kun Peng was so blind to save you with your neither male nor female and neither yin nor yang appearance.”
"I'm taking pictures of your ugly face and your airport.”
"Hahaha…"
The salty wet spat,"The one who provoked you first is cheap. If you offend me, you and your father won't have a good time tonight."”
"Bastard, damn you. If the Kun Peng finds out, it won't let you off!”Thirteenth Sister shouted sadly.
"Damn it, you still dare to mention him to me! I'm afraid of a little brat like him?"
"Now, I'll let you feel the pain of being separated from your flesh and blood.”
"Fatty Dragon, just kill Chuishuida!”
Salty was like this. His heart was a little perverted and uncertain. He thought of something and did it.
Fatty Dragon and his lackeys beat Chui Shuida to death, making him roll around and cry out in pain.
Thirteenth Sister's eyes were about to pop out." Xian Shi, let go of my dad. I'll do whatever you want to me."”
"Sure, I've seen all kinds of live performances, but I've never seen my father and daughter together.”
"The two of you, shoot a three-color film later and send it to Bolan Street to sell. Then I'll let you go, old bean!”
Salty wet laughed pervertedly, but he did not tell his men to stop.
He liked the feeling of controlling others. Even if the father and daughter did something, he would not let it go. It was purely a bad taste.
Fatty Dragon had beaten Chuishuida until he lost consciousness.
Thirteenth Sister wanted to cry but had no tears.
"No matter who it is, as long as he saves my dad, my Thirteenth Sister will be loyal to him for the rest of her life!”
Suddenly, there was a bang.
The short mule that was left at the door slammed into the iron door on the roof and flew in. It landed on the ground with a thud.
Then, one, two, three, four.
A heavy thud sounded.
The four guards at the door were stacked on top of each other.
" Meh Ghost!?"
Salty Shirt had yet to react.
Zhou Zhipeng walked in with Greyhound.
Salty Shirt couldn't believe it. There were more than ten underlings guarding downstairs.
There were also four guards on the roof. They had quietly taken care of everything in just a few minutes?
Moreover, these short mules were carrying knives.
How could he not even withstand a single blow?
"Brother Peng, I knew you would come and save me!”
Thirteenth Sister raised her head, her face filled with surprise.
Zhou Zhipeng glanced at Thirteenth Sister, who was seriously injured, and gave her a reassuring look.
When he turned around, he looked at the salty man as if he was looking at a dead man.
"Saving you? I think he's here to die!”
"Where are your people? Where did he hide it? You're singing the empty city stratagem with me."
His cold and salty eyes looked behind Zhou Zhipeng. There was no one there.
As far as he knew, Zhou Zhipeng had some underlings around him. Moreover, if he came to his base camp, he would at least bring a few blue lanterns.
Zhou Zhipeng smiled and waved his hand."The two of us are enough."
Thirteenth Sister's face twitched when she heard Zhou Zhipeng say that they were coming together.
F * ck, if two people came, it would be better not to come.
Brother, do you think you are Zhao Zilong? How can you fight so many people alone?
She was also in despair.
Chuishuida was trying to get up, but when he heard that there were only two people, he sighed and pretended to be dead.
It seemed that today was the day of his death.
"Did you hear that, everyone? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."”
"Boss, Hong Xing 49 is too arrogant. He dares to barge into Bolan Street with a shorty.”A short mule next to Salty Shirt mocked.
Greyhound's expression darkened.
Then, he jumped into the air and rode on a short mule.
With a twist of his hands, he snapped the other party's head.
Like a mad dog baring its teeth, he turned to look at Xian Shi."Who the hell are you calling short? I hate it when people call me short!"
Salty Shirt was shocked by this fierce appearance. He stood behind Fat Dragon, but he still kept talking.
"Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you two can fight.”
"Open your dog eyes and take a look. My people are everywhere.”
"I have more people. Each of us can drown you with a mouthful of saliva.”
"Even if you take turns fighting, you will be exhausted!”
Zhou Zhipeng's lips curled into a smile."So what if there are more people? Do you think I'm afraid of you?”
"It's great to have more people. I hope you can bring your brain back when you go down later.”
After saying that, he clapped his hands hard.
Countless short mules swarmed out from the alleys of Bolan Street.
Each of them held machetes and clubs as they swarmed over, crowding the entire rooftop.
The connected rooftops were filled with people.
Downstairs, there were also many people rushing over.
Zhou Zhipeng and Greyhound were tightly surrounded.
Greyhound's heart was pounding when he encountered such a big scene on his first mission.
"Brother Peng, there are so many of them.”
"Greyhound, are you scared?" Zhou Zhipeng asked calmly.”
Greyhound's eyes were determined. He used his teeth to pull the white cloth wrapped around his hand and licked his dry lips."What's there to be afraid of? Who doesn't have one foot in the King of Hell and one foot in the police station?”
"I'm not afraid. At most, I'll die. Even if I die, I'll kill that bastard!”
Zhou Zhipeng nodded in satisfaction.”
Salty Shih had a smug look on his face as he smiled and said,"How about it? Do you have enough people? If not, I'll give you more?”
After saying that, Fatty Dragon gave him a look and whistled.
Eastern Star Leopard led his men and stood behind Xian Shi.
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