"Wanye, please tell me, how can we solve it?" The appearance of startled sting asked a way to go out.
"Bare / naked, plead guilty to me, kneel at the door of my club for three days and three nights, I can consider not to harm you." He Wanliang thought for a long time and came up with such a move.
"Yes, and what else?" Yu Jingzhe said.
"I only think about so much for the time being. When I think about it and when I will talk about it."
"Well, that's good. Master Wan is a happy man. If we had known this, we would have sat together and had a talk. Wouldn't something have happened? " Yu Jingzhe smiles and stands up at random.
"To tell you the truth, this is my great mercy. If it had been someone else's business that day, I would have cemented him to sink into the river." He Wanliang can't help but miss the unbridled life of fighting and killing in the past.
"Pa!"
Yu Jingzhe suddenly slaps he Wanliang in the face with his backhand.
The slap was full of strength. With the internal strength and the arm of Jingzhe Huanyuan, the blood from he Wanliang's mouth vomited far away.
He Wanliang's body is straight and straight, and he lies on the sofa. He is stunned by the slap of Jingzhe. Now his head is buzzing like a whole nest of bees. He feels that the slap of Jingzhe will at least pull him out of concussion.
He Wanliang was completely confused. After a long time, he raised his head dizzily and looked at Yu Jingzhe. But when he looked at people, his eyes were still double, and he didn't react for a while.
The first thought in he Wanliang's mind is, is this boy crazy? Is he really crazy?
"Master Wan, are you ok? I'm sorry. I can't help it. Why are you so shameless Yu Jingzhe said helplessly that he had itched for a long time, and it was the limit to endure it.
"We have to reason together, don't we? Even if you fight fake boxing, you will expose yourself one day. But you hurt my students. I can't just sit back and ignore you. That's not what I mean, right? "
"But you're good. You put hundreds of millions on your champion, and then I beat your champion to death, and you lost hundreds of millions. Gambling is a kind of thing. Everyone is willing to gamble and admit defeat, but what do you call it? "
"Ah, what did you do?" Yu Jingzhe slapped he Wanliang's bald head again, which made he Wanliang's head more dizzy.
"Yu Jingzhe, if you know what you are doing, I will not let you go." He Wanliang stares at Yu Jingzhe angrily. He has only recovered now. Yu Jingzhe has no intention of reconciliation from the beginning.
He just wanted to get back at himself, but where did this guy come from? Is he really not afraid?
At least, he has been in the Jianghu for decades. Even if it's a river crossing dragon, in today's territory, it's the dragon that makes him lie down, and it's the tiger that makes him stay.
But what kind of thing is Yu Jingzhe?
It's just a little doctor who dares to come here alone to find his own trouble. Oh, by the way, there are two little attendants, a fool who only knows how to carry steamed bread and a weak woman.
Who gave him the confidence? Who gave him so much courage? Is it uncle Jiu?
No No way. He has been out of the world for a long time. He can't get involved in the affairs between him and Yu Jingzhe for the second time.
But he happened to come, first said a big soft words, and then in their own proud light when the hard slap in the face, this goods is playing with other people's feelings.
PA, Yu Jingzhe slaps Wan Ye's head again. It's not heavy, but it's insulting.
"I have found out the people who smashed the shop today. They are three yellow hairs with tattoos. I can find out who they are, but I don't know. You'd better let them come, or you'll finish the steamed bread by yourself. " Yu Jingzhe pointed to the big bags of steamed bread.
"Yu Jingzhe, you are going further and further on the road to death." He Wanliang stares at Jingzhe.
has the final say. I do not kill you. I don't want to ask you whether you want to eat steamed buns. After all, it's not good to waste food. Many people want to eat it, but still can't get it. "
He Wanliang simply did not speak. Anyway, the current situation can be delayed for a moment. Anyway, his people will contact each other every two hours. Now there is an accident here, and soon someone will come.
"Oh, by the way, your people should change shifts in more than an hour, and then they would be in trouble, so let's feed them steamed bread now." Yu Jingzhe looked at the time and said.
He Wanliang's surprise was not trivial. Since he lived in luxury, his life has been very important, so his security work is in place. If there is no response from the people on duty for a period of time, a large army will kill him immediately.
It's just that these details are usually very secret. From time to time, he will disturb the time for fear of being investigated. But the question is, how does Yu Jingzhe know?Since Yu Jingzhe knows, there is only one possibility, that is, there is a ghost inside him.
In other words, steamed bread has come up. He comes to he Wanliang with steamed bread and grabs several steamed bread with one hand.
His hands are a little black because of practicing since childhood. No matter how you look at them, you can feel a strong contrast.
But he was very happy, holding the steamed bread to he Wanliang's mouth and said, "eat steamed bread."
He Wanliang, of course, refused to eat. He closed his eyes and moved his head aside, ignoring the sting and steamed bread.
"Master, he doesn't eat." Steamed bread complains to Yu Jingzhe.
"Then put it in his mouth, and don't drop any residue."
"Well, we can't drop dregs and waste food." Steamed bread said, grab the white steamed bread in hand and put it into he Wanliang's mouth.
"Oh..." He Wanliang doesn't know how long he hasn't eaten steamed bread. Since he made his fortune, he will never touch this kind of food which is for the poor.
In addition, the skin on the hand of steamed bread is a little black, so I feel sick, but these are not the key points.
The point is that the guy who looks silly has a black hand and forcefully shoves the steamed bread into his mouth.
"you'll choke him to death. Water him." Yu Jingzhe poured a large glass of tap water and brought it.
"Good master." Steamed bread nodded without hesitation, took the tap water from Yu Jingzhe's hand, pinched he Wanliang's chin and poured it in.
Of course, he Wanliang couldn't eat. He coughed violently when he was choked. Part of the steamed bread and water flowed into his stomach along the esophagus, but most of them were vomited out by him.