The boss is the boss. Hey when answering the phone, hello, don't say anything polite, this person is about 30 or 40 years old, and his voice is very low.
"Hey, Boss." In contrast, Brother Biao's ugly attitude when answering the phone is comparable to that of a pug. He has a flattering face. Although he can't see each other just by making a call, Brother Biao's waist is still bent and his butt is still bent. Qi Lao Gao, Yi Xuan said people, to make this kind of people so scared, the other party should be cruel.
Brother Biao shouted the boss and continued: "I told you last time that kid was caught, and he is here now."
"En..." The other party greeted him and said two more words, because there were a lot of words this time, and Yi Xuan couldn't hear them really. I saw Brother Biao nodded and bowed: "Eh, okay, okay, I'll let him pick it up."
He said, holding the microphone and handing the phone over. Yi Xuan reached out to answer, but Brother Biao didn’t just give it to him. He gritted his teeth and threatened in a low voice, "Kid speak carefully. Our boss is not easy to provoke. Death depends on his thoughts."
One sentence made Yi Xuan's heart lifted up again, and he sat up and took the phone and put it to his ear, "Hello?"
"It's you who hurt my boxer?" The boss's voice was really magnetic, a little low, but his tone was light, and he felt like an old acquaintance was discussing with him how he's been recently.
Boxer? The other party's words were a little bit boring, but Yi Xuan and A Biao had a relationship with each other just a few times, so they quickly matched the number. It should be the guy who practiced Muay Thai during the last fight. Thinking of this, he replied neither humble nor arrogant: "Yes, but I didn’t blame me for that. I asked Abiao to fight. He brought a group of people to help. The boxer of yours was also inside. The situation was rather chaotic at the time. I was hitting a group by myself. How can people pay attention to who is who, anyway, when they shot, they may be a bit heavier, and as a result, you accidentally injured your boxer. It was really not intentional."
Although Yi Xuan would admit it, he couldn't be convinced in his heart. He spoke with a hint of irony. This was also due to the telephone communication. It is estimated that if he is face to face as before, there are still two shots. Pointing the gun at himself, Yi Xuan couldn't perform so well either.
A Biao next to him was very angry when he heard it. What does it mean that he accidentally injured his boxer? Why does this sound so awkward.
"Oh? You are not instructed by others?" The voice of the boss on the phone was still not high or low. It seemed that Yi Xuan's defense did not arouse him much interest, and he was not in the mood to talk with Yi Xuan.
"Instruct? Who can I be instructed." No matter how unclear the situation is, Yi Xuan can hear it a little. The other party's ferocity was not for A Biao, but for the one who fisted that day. Although the other party was beaten very badly, Yi Xuan felt that Everything is inseparable from a word of reasoning. Since the other party didn’t shout and shut down and shouted to kill, there was room for defense, so it seemed that he had met Master Qingtian, how did he meet him and A Biao, how did A Biao hurt himself by attacking him? My friend paid, how could I chase myself down? I was so angry that I told him how to get revenge. The other party listened quietly. The anxious A Biao's face blushed and white, and he stepped forward to stop him. Heipi's muzzle was still facing his direction, and he didn't dare to act rashly at all.
Yi Xuan mouthed it in a frenzy, telling the story again, and the other party listened patiently. After Yi Xuan finished speaking, there was a moment of silence before he said, "Okay, I understand. Give the call to Heipi."
Yi Xuan was happy when he heard that, hey, give it to Hei Pi, not A Biao. It seems that this boss is reliable. Maybe it is like the one in the movie. This is a reasonable boss. I understand it. The truth is that you might not allow A Biao to harass him in the future, but there is a pile of thoughts in his heart, and he says he won't let the black skin kill him, right? In less than a second after the phone passed, countless thoughts flashed through Yi Xuan's mind.
Na Hei Pi answered the phone, heard a word, and agreed. Instead of doing anything to himself as Yi Xuan was worried, he pressed the hands-free button on the phone.
Just listening to the phone speaker, the voice that Yi Xuan heard just now asked: "Abiao, is what he said just now true?"
"Um, boss, I" A Biao seemed to want to deny, but he didn't dare to explain, and there was nothing to say, so he hesitated.
The boss already understood, and he sighed on the phone: "Abiao, you know the rules. You will be punished if you do something wrong. You know that Aaron will be on the court in two days and let him fight for you. I must get Give you a small warning, you will thank me in the future, black skin do it."
The black leather raised his eyebrows, handed the gun to the gunman next to him, and took it from behind, with an extra bladed saber in his hand, and hooked his finger at A Biao.
Although I don't know what the other party is going to do, Yi Xuan also understands that it seems that today is about to see blood. Since the other party has taken out all the knives, it is not going to kill, right? If this person died in his own living room, he would not be able to say clearly, and he would persuade him, but he knew that there was no place for him to intervene at this time.
Looking at that, A Biao's face was pale at this time, with cold sweat on his forehead, and the expression on his face was uglier than crying: "I, I." I didn't know what to mutter, but I didn't dare not pass it. He moved one step at a time. , Came to the black skin, where was the arrogance just now.
Hei Pi didn't have the ink stains like A Biao, he violently reached out and grabbed A Biao's left hand and pressed it on the coffee table.
"No, don't." A Biao's howl like a pig slaying sounded instantly. Seeing the nose and tears on his face came out together, it looked very miserable. Yi Xuan was also a little confused. Although A Biao is hateful, but if you say it He really died in front of him, but he couldn't bear it.
I saw that the gunman next to him kept pointing a gun at Yi Xuan. At this time, I heard Brother Biao’s howling unpleasantly. The muzzle of the other gun swayed towards A Biao, and A Biao stopped the howling immediately, but couldn’t bear it. Zhui was still sobbing, her nose and tears flowed down her lips to her mouth, indescribably embarrassed.
The black-skin watched brother Biao stopped his struggle, tightened his left hand on the coffee table, pressed the remaining four fingers, leaving only the little finger, took the knife down, clicked, and gave birth to the little finger of Hei-pi's left hand. Cut it down.
"Oh my god." The howling that Brother Biao just stopped broke out again. After the hand was cut, the white bone stubble was immediately stained with blood. The black skin let go of his hand, Brother Biao He clutched his fingers and cried bitterly. After all, he was also a man in his 30s and 40s. He cried in front of his eyes with his nose and tears. Yi Xuan watched with a panic, saying that the other party was too cruel to his subordinates. The start is so heavy.
"Remember, it won't be that simple next time, let's go." The boss on the phone heard A Biao's crying and said loudly.
Abiao was pardoned, turned around and ran out, clutching his hands, the black skin hurriedly called him: "Come back, hold it with your finger, and you can connect it." It seems that this is not a problem. Brother Biao was dumbfounded at this time. He turned around and ran back when he heard him call. He picked up the severed finger on the table and gave Yi Xuan a fiercely tearful look before ran out of the door.
The room was calm again, but this calm was a bit chilling. Yi Xuan swallowed his saliva and watched nervously as Hei Pi pulled out a tissue from the paper drawer and wiped the blade of the circlip clean.
"Now, let's talk about your business." The voice on the phone suddenly said, breaking the silence in the house, "My subordinates have paid for his recklessness, and now it's your turn." Yi Xuan only I felt a cool breath from the soles of my feet and only on the top of my head.