Chapter 014 Little White Face Appears

Hu Rui's reaction made Wang Dongcheng have a bad feeling in his heart. He shouted loudly and said to Hu Rui, "Do you worry? I still want to fuck you! Bitch, don't be shameless, 1.5 million, you don't want this money, I want your life!"

"Actually, Mr. Hu, I think Mr. Wang's price is very fair."

Just as Hu Rui was so angry that he was about to stand up and scold Wang Dongcheng loudly, Zhao Ba Neng, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Look, look, the little brother is still sensible," Wang Dongcheng laughed and said, "Mr. Hu, don't forget that this 1.5 million, but it still takes your three lives, one million, Mr. Hu, this time is 4.5 million. You have made a lot of money, you have made a lot of money."

"You..."

Hu Rui pointed to Zhao Ba Neng, who was still bowing his head, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Good job, little brother, are you interested in following me, Zhao Ba? Hey, I definitely won't..."

Wang Dongcheng was complacent and reached out to pat Zhao Ba Neng's shoulder. At this moment, Zhao Ba Neng's left hand wrapped around Wang Dongcheng's right arm like a spiritual snake. With a loud noise, Zhao Ba Neng's goblet in his right hand was broken, and the jagged cup holder was tightly shaken by Zhao Ba Neng, and then resisted Wang Dongcheng's neck artery!

Quick!

All this happened too fast!

No one in the whole room reacted. Zhao Ba Neng had already wrapped his arms around Wang Dongcheng. The sharp cup support had pierced Wang Dongcheng's skin, and a drop of blood hung on his skin, which was even more shocking.

"Let go of Ma Sanwa." Zhao Ba Neng's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, as if it was not Wang Dongcheng who was held against the cervical artery, but him. When he raised his head, the blood in his eyes was so clear and horrible that even Hu Rui was scared and trembled, as if he had seen Zhao Ba Neng for the first time.

"If you beat me hard, I will die, and let the three of them be buried with me!"

After all, Wang Dongcheng is fooling around in society. Even if he is held by a sharp blade against his neck, he has no fear. Zhao Ba Neng's threat not only made Wang Dongcheng soft, but also made Wang Dongcheng soar into a bandit momentum.

"Pa~"

A teahouse is a common high backrest chair that is torn apart on Ma Sanwa's spine, and the broken wooden strips are scattered on the ground. Even Ma Sanwa, who is in a semi-coma state, was screamed by this pain!

A fierce hitter with two eyes "crank" and cut the watermelon knife on the wall beside Ma Sanwa and pulled out a walk of Mars. "Let go of Brother Cheng, or remove one of his legs immediately!"

Zhao Ba can hold the hand of the cup and finally shake it.

With this shaking, Wang Dongcheng's skin twitched heavily, and a ray of blood slowly flowed down his neck, pulling out a tremish red line, "unload!" Wang Dongcheng gritted his teeth, blushed and roared thickly.

"Wait!"

Zhao Ba Neng sighed and let go of the cup tray when the thump held the watermelon knife high.

"Bum!"

Feeling that Wang Dongcheng regained his freedom, his backhand was punched and hit Zhao Ba Neng's cheek fiercely. Zhao Ba Neng shook his body and staggered in the direction of the gate.

"Give me a good greeting to that boy! Hum, brother? I'm going to beat your bastard brother alive in front of you today!" Wang Dongcheng shook his right hand and touched his neck with his left hand.

The crackling sound of fists and feet sounded on Ma Sanwa, and his black tower body couldn't help curling up to reduce the pain on his body as much as possible.

Zhao Ba can bathe in blood in his eyes. He wanted to save Ma Sanwa, but the two hitters had already approached him slowly with watermelon knives.

"Enough, Wang Dongcheng, do you still want to talk about it!" Hu Rui finally stood up and shouted at Wang Dongcheng.

"Bitch, when I clean up these two bastards, and then I will greet you and talk about it. Why don't we talk about it? But I'm bleeding. You'll have to make up for my loss in ** later, and then we'll talk about it!" The stimulation of blood made Wang Dongcheng a little crazy. He licked the blood on his fingers and listened to the beating sound from Ma Sanwa. With two mad dog-like eyes, he looked at Zhao Ba Neng, who was half lying at the door and was forced to move by two knives.

"Dare to threaten me..."

"Do you dare to threaten Sister Rui?"

A louder voice than Wang Dongcheng suddenly sounded through the door of the room, followed by the door, and the door broke open. Two figures knocked away the two thimps behind the door with lightning speed. One covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, wearing a delicate and thin black suit and shiny leather shoes, appeared. At the door.

"Sister Rui."

"Tong Xin, Tong Xin, you are finally here!" The joy on Hu Rui's face could not even lock the safe of the Swiss Bank. She rushed to the young man named Tong Xin like a nesting bird, and Zhao Ba could see that the two figures who rushed in before were clearly two bodyguards dressed like men in black.

With a well-proportioned figure, moderate body shape and strong lines, these two bodyguards have compared Wang Dongcheng to a group of groceries just by looking at their appearance. Even if those thres are still holding machetes, as long as they are well-sighted, they can see that they don't see those bright guys at all. The reason why they haven't done it is just because the young man hasn't opened his mouth yet.

"What are you that dare to touch my sister Rui?"

The unexpected rescuer made Zhao Baneng's head slightly awake. His eyes glanced at the guy called "Tongxin" affectionate by Hu Rui and said to himself, "I hope it doesn't come with a pure little white face."

In fact, this Tongxin looks a little more tender than Hu Rui, but looking at the intimate appearance of the two, Zhao Ba can secretly estimate that it is more than one leg and two legs.

"Who are you?"

Wang Dongcheng touched his neck and looked at the three men who broke in. Except for the Tongxin holding Hu Rui, the remaining two men in black were afraid that it was not easy people.

People say that there is no diamond, and there is no porcelain work. Just looking at the bloody appearance of Ma Sanwa and Zhao Ba Neng is enough to make ordinary people tremble and their legs weak, but obviously, the two bodyguard-like guys don't care at all. Their eyes are flat, their bodies are straight and powerful, their feet are sharp, and they are very leisurely!

"Master!"

This calm momentum alone put great pressure on Wang Dongcheng, and after he asked questions, the disdainful look appeared on Tongxin's face, which made Wang Dongcheng's heart sink straight into the sewer.

However, when one of Wang Dongcheng's men couldn't stand the dull atmosphere and rushed directly to a bodyguard of Tongxin, and then was slapped directly by others, Wang Dongcheng felt that his heart was no longer in the sewer, but sank into the septic tank.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with me here! Wang Dongcheng, Boss Wang, the third baby and I are just other people's watchdogs. Since the master is here, let's go first!"

The falling steel knife reflected the light on the floor, reflecting Wang Dongcheng's ugly face, and the bloody smell from the wound on Sanwa's body made Hu Rui, who was relaxed, can't help covering her nose in Tongxin's arms. "Tongxin, thanks to Ba Neng, let them go first!"

"Eight energy?"

Tongxin's eyes finally fell on Zhao Ba Neng, a seemingly ordinary man's face, but when she saw Zhao Ba Neng's slender eyes, Tong Xin's nostrils spewed coldly: "This pair of tricks are really annoying. For the face of Sister Rui, I will let you go today. Get out!"

With a smile, Zhao Ba Neng didn't say anything and didn't show any expression.

Although Wang Dongcheng and the other two men were still standing still, under the momentum of Tongxin, the three were stunned to watch Zhao Baeng help Ma Sanwa up.

"Zhu Bajie, it hurts so much!"

Two tears finally flowed from the corners of Ma Sanwa's eyes, which have persisted until now. How difficult it is for a child who is still a minor, that is, a demon like Ma Sanwa. If it were an ordinary child, I'm afraid he will be bold now!

"Three children, hold on, I have medicine, don't worry, I won't die..." In the following words, Zhao Ba can swallow directly into his throat. He is not a person who likes to talk harshly. He knows what it means to be "biting dogs don't bark!"

However, when he helped Ma Sanwa turn around, the expression on his face made Tong Xin, who had been paying attention to the movement here, unconsciously moved the corners of his eyes.