"Enough, what a skill to scare people."
There was a sudden silence in the noisy living room, and the disciple of the dark night door immediately became serious, facing the door, standing with his hands down.
Ding Shanshan jumped up even more, and walked to the door in two steps. He respectfully said: "The doormaster, you are coming back so fast. I thought you would comfort Miss Luo well. If you don't come so soon, the interrogation will begin. Up."
Zhang Feng glared at him, not wanting to mention Luo Yina in front of so many people so as not to cause more misunderstandings, so he calmly came to Fu Guofang.
"Who sent you here?"
Hearing that, Fu Guofang disregarded his cold sweat on his face, and said with a tough-man-like expression: "No one sent me, we just want to pick a rich man's home and steal!"
Zhang Feng was too lazy to ask, and said: "Go on the scissors, start with the toes, and cut down the knuckles one by one, then the fingers."
After speaking, I went straight to sit down on the sofa in the living room, without even looking at Fu Guofang.
Ding Xiaoshan, like a traitor, gave orders to the disciples of Anyemen. The guy who scared people with the scissors before came to Fu Guo's side with the scissors, and sneered.
A disciple from the Dark Night Gate came over and took off Fu Guofang's shoes, and tied his feet to the legs of the chair with ropes.
"You don't come to this one. When I'm scared, I will come true!" Fu Guofang yelled, not knowing whether he wanted to attract the attention of the neighbors next door, or he was really not afraid.
No one responded to him. Villa No. 48 has the highest terrain and is far from other villas. The soundproofing effect of the villa is not good. Even at night, it is almost impossible to shout to disturb the neighbors.
Seeing that the guy holding the scissors really pointed the scissors at his toe, Fu Guo panicked and shouted, "Who are you guys, how dare you abuse lynching?"
"What the hell?"
Ding Xiaoshan laughed out loud with a stunned expression on his face, "You kid dare to commit a murder without knowing who we are. I really don't know what you are pretending in your mind."
"Who are you..."
Feeling the coolness of the scissors coming from his little toes, Fu Guofang was really right, and he asked eagerly.
Ding Xiaoshan glanced at him and sneered: "Let the four of you understand that we belong to the dark night gate.
People, the person you want to harm is the master of the dark night gate, oh yes, you may not have heard of the dark night gate, it is an ancient school that has been passed down for thousands of years, and we can be said to be real warriors ! "
Hearing this, Fu Guofang's face turned pale, and he finally understood what kind of powerful existence he and the Zhong family had offended.
Zhong Ze has been looking for a real warrior and wanted to try his skills, but he bumped his head on the door of the real Jianghu sect. He is still the ancient sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is a thousand years of inheritance. The meaning of the representative is also with the heel. I can think of it.
The intertwined network of relationships, powerful economic strength and military force are usually hidden among ordinary people. Once an accident occurs, the country will be afraid of the powerful force.
"Stupid? If you are looking for trouble in your next life, first check the background of the other party." Ding Xiaoshan glanced at Fu Guofang disdainfully, and nodded to the subordinate holding the scissors.
Immediately, screams sounded...
The disciple of the dark night gate took the nucleus and stuffed it into Fu Guofang's mouth, so that he could only make a low cry, but couldn't alarm the neighbors outside the villa.
The blood flowed on the ground, gathering more and more, and gradually converged into a puddle, in which there was broken... The scene was too bloody and difficult to describe.
Fu Guofang kept calling. His five little brothers looked cold and sweaty, and the news flowed down their cheeks, and they soon soaked their clothes.
Seeing that both of Fu Guofang's toes were cut, the guy holding the scissors began to deal with Guofang's fingers. They all started to urinate in terror and began to plead with sorrow.
The result is that everyone has an extra nucleus in their mouth.
"It's so noisy, the sect master said, after cutting the toes and changing your fingers, you can't stop if you don't finish cutting!" Ding Xiaoshan said coldly.
Several people in the dark night gate responded in unison, and they all went up to help.
After the area of the "water puddle" on the ground was larger than the washbasin, Fu Guofang fainted, five fingers connected to the heart, and the knuckles were cut off section by section. That kind of pain was definitely one of the most cruel criminal laws in the world.
"Sect Master, he is dizzy."
Ding Xiaoshan came to the back of the sofa and said to Zhang Feng, who was looking at the phone.
Zhang Feng nodded, and while sending a message to Ye Qingxuan, he asked, "Is it all done?"
"not yet… "
"carry on."
So, the guy with the scissors worked harder.
Fu Guofang woke up again in severe pain, screamed a few times, and fainted again.
In his dream, he screamed "regret" and begged loudly for mercy, but no one paid any attention to him. Even the severe pain from his palm was still torturing him.
"I knew it, not with Zhong Ze..."
When he woke up again, Fu Guofang uttered a whisper like an **.
Ding Xiaoshan came over and asked, "Who sent you here?"
The people at the Dark Night Gate pulled out the nucleus in his mouth and stood aside, ready to put it in again at any time. This kind of ancient tool that has also been passed down for thousands of years is quite easy to use.
Fu Guofang's face was pale, and he managed to cheer up, and said: "Zhong Ze... He asked us to kidnap Luo Yina first, and then attack Zhang Feng's house, to torture the two women and Qin Hongyi to death."
Ding Xiaoshan's face was angry, and he turned to ask Zhang Feng: "The sect master, I will take someone and level the Zhong family!"
Zhang Feng put away his mobile phone, got up and walked in front of Fu Guofang, gave him a cold look, and asked, "Zhong family, how many thugs are there?"
"Even me, twenty-three." Fu Guofang replied weakly.
Zhang Feng nodded, and said to Ding Xiaoshan: "The Zhong family's medicinal materials are in good business. You tell Xue Chen that the new company will start with medicinal materials, take root in Tangdu City, and then expand step by step."
After speaking, he turned and left the villa.
Ding Xiaoshan sent to the door, turned back, and said: "Take these people away, and Zhong Ze will send him a letter, saying, all the people he sent are dead!"
"Yes!"
A dark night disciple agreed loudly and immediately went to prepare.
"No... no, please don't kill me... please..."
When Fu Guofang heard Ding Xiaoshan's words, he pleaded loudly, and the other five pleaded together. The arrogance and *** when they came to the Jinxiuyuan community all disappeared without a trace in the harsh methods of the dark night gate.
The more ancient the school, the more insulted it is, because they have countless methods to retaliate.
positive? evil
In the eyes of any ancient school, there is no difference at all, and there is no need for a difference. What can be called a difference is just a means of use.
(End of this chapter)