Career Challenge: What Do You Mean by Wearing a Hood?

Chapter 88 He's Already Wearing It, What Do You Want?

"Brother, calm down first, I really don't know your wife!"

He looked at the man trembling with anger in front of him.

Zhao Ming frowned slightly, and spoke seriously.

Naturally, he also knew that everything he said at this time seemed pale and powerless.

Therefore, I can only hope that the poor man in front of me will not do anything stupid.

"calm?"

"What do you want me to do to calm down?"

The host roared angrily.

While talking, he was still looking around, as if he was looking for something convenient, ready to fight Zhao Ming and Huang Mao in front of him.

as predicted.

He turned and went back into the house, ran to the kitchen and got a kitchen knife.

He ran back angrily.

"Brother...don't be impulsive, we have nothing to do with your wife!"

"Are you right? Brother!"

After seeing the kitchen knife in the man's hand, Huang Mao was so frightened that his legs trembled.

While speaking tremblingly, he still didn't forget to look back at Zhao Ming.

It was obvious that they wanted to drag Zhao Ming into the water as well.

Facing such a situation, Zhao Ming also had a helpless expression on his face.

"Do you think I'm a badass?"

"Nothing with my wife will appear at my house?"

"Why don't you say you are a wanted criminal?"

The man pointed at the yellow hair with a kitchen knife, feeling extremely agitated.

Therefore, he was extremely angry, and his eyes were bloodshot at this moment.

The hand holding the knife trembled.

It seems that it will be chopped down at any time.

"Qian Qi, why don't you do this?"

"We're not what you think we are."

"Besides, he's already wearing it, what else do you want?"

Seeing the kitchen knife in the man's hand, the hostess hurriedly stood in front of Huang Mao for fear that Huang Mao would be chopped off.

The tone of speech has also eased a lot.

Not as tough as before.

But her brain circuit is so strange that she can say such unnatural words.

Not only failed to persuade the man, but poured oil on the fire.

The man's blood pressure, which was already high, soared to the peak in an instant, and almost burst out of his blood vessels, making her face bloody.

"My grass and mud horse!"

"You still protect him? I will kill you first!"

The man roared angrily, raised his kitchen knife after speaking, and rushed towards the woman and Huang Mao.

Seeing that the sharp kitchen knife was about to fall, the woman was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

The yellow hair was even scared to urinate.

Seeing that a murder case was about to happen, Zhao Ming naturally couldn't sit idly by.

If it is late, it is fast!
Just when the kitchen knife was about to fall on the woman's head.

Zhao Ming pulled the woman back violently!
The man slashed into the air with a knife, and he was surprised, but he hadn't waited for the reaction.

Zhao Ming had already taken half a step forward, grabbing the wrist of the man's knife-holding hand.

The strength in Zhao Ming's hand was quite terrifying.

At this time, it is only a little bit harder.

It made the man feel as if his hand was tightly clamped by an iron pliers.

No matter how hard you struggle, you can't twitch.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ming broke it hard, only to hear a click and the sound of joint dislocation.

This time Zhao Ming used ingenuity.

It didn't hurt the man's bones, it was just dislocated.

but.

The man in front of him was still sweating profusely from the pain.

He half knelt on the ground, and the knife in his hand fell in response.

Before he could yell out, Zhao Ming had torn off the clothes drying on the balcony.

At an extremely fast speed, he strangled the man's mouth.

He put the man's hands behind his back, and tied the man's hands and feet with the other end of the clothes.

It's a big tie for a man.

at this time.

After Huang Mao saw that the male master was subdued, he became arrogant again in an instant.

He even ran up to the man, trying to kick the man who was struggling on the ground.

It's just that Zhao Ming reached out and stopped him.

"I'm driving you crazy! Do you still want to chop me with a knife?"

"Have you been tied up?"

The yellow hair at this time perfectly interprets what it means to be a bully.

Even though Zhao Ming stopped him, he still cursed arrogantly and domineeringly.

Until he saw Zhao Ming's cold eyes.

Only then did he shrink his neck and retreated to the side of the woman.

"You are so good at being a good friend, have you been a soldier before? Why haven't you heard of it?"

After retreating, Huang Mao still had a smirk on his face.

The hostess spoke in a low voice.

obviously.

At this time, he still thinks that Zhao Ming and him are all the same.

"I don't know him!"

The hostess gave Huang Mao a fierce look, and then walked back to the living room angrily.

He sat down on the sofa with his hands crossed over his chest.

Thinking about how to operate after divorce to divide more property.

When he was lost in thought, his eyes fell on a portrait on the coffee table.

It was the arrest warrant given to him by the guards just now.

When she felt a little familiar, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Zhao Ming and Huang Mao, who was dressed, had already entered the living room from the balcony!

"Brother! Sure enough, I saw you right!"

"I didn't expect you to have such skill."

Huang Mao looked at Zhao Ming with an extremely wretched smile.

And this time.

The hostess also looked up at Zhao Ming.

Then he was slightly taken aback, and then looked at the portrait of the arrest warrant on the coffee table.

a time.

She only felt a bang in her brain, and it went blank!
"Look, it scares you, what's the big deal?"

"Aren't you going to get a divorce?"

Huang Mao turned his head and saw the hostess's face was pale, thinking she was afraid of her husband.

He came to sit next to the woman with a hippie smile.

He followed the woman's line of sight, and just happened to see the wanted notice on the coffee table.

He was still smiling, just smiling, and there was a trace of bitterness in his smile, which was uglier than crying.

Zhao Ming was standing in the living room, but his body was leaning towards the door.

Obviously to prevent the two from escaping.

"Have you seen everything?"

Zhao Ming squatted in front of the two of them, and spoke in a cold tone.

The aura of gangsters given by the system unfolded in an instant!

The cold eyes swept across the two of them lightly, without a trace of emotion.

Under the scrutiny of these eyes, even the soul trembled.

The two of them were completely shrouded in fear of death, and they couldn't even think of resisting or running away.

Trembling all over, he nodded again and again.

"For people like me, killing one person is killing! Killing two is also killing!"

"So, cooperate a little bit."

"Don't make it difficult for me, you know?"

Zhao Ming remained expressionless and spoke in a relaxed tone.

It seemed that killing someone was like killing a chicken to him, it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Must... definitely cooperate!"

Huangmao frantically nodded and responded tremblingly.

That look.

It was as if he was afraid that if he answered slowly, his life would be lost.

The hostess was so frightened that she didn't even dare to speak, but kept trembling.

Zhao Ming was very satisfied with the reaction of the two.

Subsequently.

Randomly grabbed a piece of cloth on the sofa and twisted it into a rope, and tied the yellow hair to the hostess.

At the same time, he carried the male master lying on the balcony into the living room.

At this moment, four people sat around a tea table and sat on the sofa.

Except for Zhao Ming.

The other three had rags in their mouths.

"Brother, I know that this happened, and there is no man who doesn't feel aggrieved."

"It's just that if someone is killed, your life will be over."

"Life is still very long, it's not worth spending your whole life on such a small matter!"

"So I still hope you think about it."

While Zhao Ming spoke calmly to the host.

Pick up an apple from the fruit bowl on the coffee table.

Holding a fruit knife in his right hand, he focused on peeling the fruit.

When a whole peel falls into the trash can.

The apple in his hand was extremely smooth, with no bumps at all.

Just like a perfect work of art.

When Zhao Ming bit the apple and chewed it carefully, he looked at the host calmly.

At this time, the male host had a look of lovelessness.

There were still tears in his widened eyes, and he didn't know if he had listened to his words.

Seeing such a situation, Zhao Ming just took a breath and shook his head slightly.

What I did at this time may be a bit inappropriate, but there is nothing I can do about it.

He tied up the three of them not only for the victory of the exercise.

It can also be regarded as preventing a tragedy from happening.

after all.

If the host really killed Huang Mao and the hostess, then he would probably have to eat peanuts.

In Zhao Ming's opinion, such a result was not worth it in exchange for a momentary impulse.

At least.

Boiling Yangyang killed Pleasant Goat for the sake of Meiyangyang, the moment Boiling Goat was shot.

The tears of the beautiful goat are probably shed for the happy goat...

(End of this chapter)