Chapter 414 I'm Dead

Volume 2 The Age of Chasing the United States 414. I'm dead. "That's right." Yang Ming grinned and reached out to brush a hole on Song Hang's body.

Suddenly, Song Hang's body began to be extremely painful, like a needle. Song Hang was shocked, but it was too late. The severe pain made him roll on the ground.

"Oh, my God... I'm dead... I'm killed..." Song Hang thought he was about to return to the west and kept howling.

After rolling for a while, Song Hang found that he was not dead, so he became even more afraid. Now he is like being bitten by thousands of insects. It's more unbearable than dead. It's better to die!

"When can I die?" Song Hang grinned and moaned.

"I can't die, don't ink." Yang Ming said lightly, "I don't have the habit of killing people directly."

"Can't I die?" Song Hang was overjoyed: "Master, my dear, can't I really die?"

"Do you want to die?" Yang Ming stared at him: "If you really want to die, I can help you!"

"No, no, my dear master, I don't want to die... But I'm too uncomfortable now. Please raise your hand. I'm more uncomfortable than I'm dead..." Song Hang twisted his face and snorted.

"Don't you want to die? I think what you are doing now is clearly looking for death?" Yang Ming walked over and casually grabbed Song Hang's body. Song Hang said "wow" and suddenly felt much better.

"Thank you, thank you..." Song Hang only felt that the pain on his body suddenly disappeared, and he was immediately surprised and happy! I'm happy that I don't have to suffer anymore, but I'm shocked. Yang Ming casually showed his hand. It's enough to shock Song Hang!

What is a martial arts master? What is Aunt Wulin? Yang Ming is the one! Compared with Fei Tianqi and Yang Ming, that's a bird!

"Sir, did you have a point just now?" Song Hang asked carefully.

"Have you never heard a sentence? The more you know, the faster you die." Yang Ming snorted coldly.

"Hey hey. Dear, am I not your own grandson..." Song Hang said brazenly, "I know it's okay, right?"

"Well, you'd better know less." Yang Ming glanced at him: "Don't tell anyone about me, or I promise you'll be more painful than just now... I don't like to kill people, but I like to torture people..."

"I can't... my dear master. Don't worry. I'm your own grandson. How dare I betray you!" Song Hang nodded hurriedly.

"What about you two?" Yang Ming looked at Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi.

"Don't worry, young man, although I, Hun Tianba, am also a person who repays kindness. Besides, Boss Song has said so, we can't talk nonsense." Hun Tianba said very proudly. He is right to do things for Wang Xifan, but Jianghu people pay attention to loyalty and commitment. Yang Ming has just shown mercy, so Hun Tianba also owes Yang Ming a favor. Yang Ming said that as long as he did not violate his principles, he would abide by them later!

Yang Ming nodded, looked at Song Hang, and said lightly, "I hope to see the successful signing of the contract tomorrow. Instead of you, you are against the bone! It's over and over again. This is the second time you have challenged my patience. Remember, there is no third time!"

"I know. I know, my dear, don't worry, I know how to do it!" Song Hang nodded quickly. Now, Yang Ming is a god-like existence in his mind. He dares not disobey Yang Ming's words at all!

"Um, this mutton kebab tastes good. Bring me some when you come to sign the contract tomorrow!" Yang Ming ordered.

"But didn't the school come to our company to sign the contract?" Song Hang asked carefully.

"Do you have no long legs? Won't you go there yourself?" Yang Ming's eyes rested on Song Hang's leg: "It's okay if you want to go, but you have to give me a reason why you can't go. For example, I'll amputate your limb?"

"No... No, my dear master, I'll go, I'll go, I'll definitely go, don't amputate, don't amputate..." Song Hang was so scared that he hugged his legs and almost sat on the ground again.

"Um, the performance is not bad." Yang Ming nodded: "You can return this mutton kebab. You can refund ten yuan."

"Yes, my lord, go well..." Song Hang said quickly.

"I haven't said I'm leaving yet. Is that why you want to kick me away?" Yang Ming lowered his head and looked at Song Hang.

"No...no, my lord, I didn't say I wanted to drive you away, really..." Song Hang shook his head quickly and said.

"You challenge my patience again and again. Do you think I should let you have a longer memory?" Yang Ming continued, "Why don't you bother me today and me tomorrow? I don't have time to play with you all day."

"I can't, my dear, I really can't..." Song Hang was shocked to think that Yang Ming was going to leave some parts on his body.

"That's hard to say. I don't believe you." Yang Ming's eyes rested on Song Hang's lower body.

Song Hang subconsciously covered his crotch, didn't he? Does Yang Ming want him to be the eunuch?

"Take off your trousers!" Yang Ming ordered.

"Don't... Dear master, I don't have a child yet... Our Song family still has to pass on the lineage..." Song Hang said with a bitter face.

"What does it have to do with me that you pass on to my family?" Yang Ming was stunned.

"Dir master, don't you want me to be a eunuch?" Song Hang asked.

"Eunuch, what are you doing?" Yang Ming couldn't help but be happy: "I'll take some photos of you jumping in the office. If you show off with us again, I will publish the photo to the media. I guess your general manager will come to an end, right?

"No..." Song Hang really didn't want to bother Yang Ming again. He didn't dare.

"Eh?" Yang Ming snorted, "I think you want to change something more enjoyable, don't you?"

"No, no... I'll take it off..." Song Hang jumped up and began to take off his trousers.

"Find me a digital camera." Yang Ming said lightly.

"Okay, here it is..." Song Hang quickly took out a digital camera from the drawer.

"What is this? Digital camera?" Yang Ming glanced at Song Hang's drawer and asked.

"Yes, dear, this is a digital camera, this year's latest style, high-definition..." Song Hang nodded and said.

"Then take a video!" Yang Ming casually picked up the digital camera and pressed the power-on button: "Eh? What is this?"

Yang Ming saw that there were still several videos in the camera, so he clicked the play button. As a result, the video of the real-life office battle between Song Hang and the secretary Xiaoli began to be played on the camera...

"Ha, did you take a good picture!" Yang Ming praised, "Don't shoot. That's enough. I took the camera away. Do you have any problem?"

"No...no..." Song Hang dares to say that he has a problem, unless he wants to die on the spot. Although he was very reluctant, there was nothing he could do.

The video of jumping ** in the office was released, and Song Hang was not very afraid, but if the video of the battle with the secretary was released, Song Hang would really be finished.

He can sit in the current position now, relying on the family background of his fat pig wife. If this video is seen by his wife, Song Hang can only go back to be his housewife in the future.

Yang Ming nodded and strode out of Song Hang's villa with a camera. It was not until Yang Ming had gone a long way that Song Hang stood up tremblingly! Today, Song Hang was really scared!

He didn't dare to take revenge at all! Because he understood a truth, that is, Yang Ming is very awesome, so awesome that he can't imagine!

Before, he thought that the two martial arts gods, Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi, were awesome enough, but he couldn't even take Yang Ming's move, so he was put to the ground! Thinking of the feeling of pain just now, Song Hang still has a lingering fear!

Yes, he will never take the initiative to provoke this person again. It's so scary!

Besides, his handle is still in the hands of Yang Ming, and he is even more afraid to make mistakes casually!

Song Hang took a look at Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi, who were lying on the ground: "How are you two? Do you need to go to the hospital?

"No, just recuperate..." Hun Tianba shook his head.

"Forget it, let's go to the hospital." Song Hang shook his head: "Wait a minute, I'll call a car for you." After all, they were injured because of themselves, and Song Hang couldn't ignore it.

"Thank you, Mr. Song..." Hun Tianba nodded. He is also old and his recovery ability is not as good as before, so he can recover faster when he goes to the hospital.

"Don't talk to Mr. Wang about what happened today..." Song Hang told him. He didn't want to be troubled by Yang Ming because of their big mouth.