World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 298 Thousand Canvases

Seeing this, Shoehorn started laughing so hard that he slapped his thighs.

I didn't feel any discomfort in my body.

But as a professional actor, I still have the ability to react on the spot.

He simply followed Yan Xiaoyue's Ximen Hall and fell to the ground together.

Yan Xiaoyue was lying on the ground, her pretty face was pale, and she seemed to be in extreme pain.

Dacaitou was stunned.

Maitreya Buddha was lying on the ground with an extremely painful expression. He covered his stomach with one hand, pointed at the shoehorn with the other, and said angrily: "Hu...you are shameless...I promised you to let all my people sign, but you still paid it back!" The medicine hurt us..."

The shoehorn simply laughed and pulled it away.

Since then.

He said: "Old Tu, you did promise me before. But I am so worried about your two-headed character! Hahaha! Don't worry, when all of you sign, you will continue to be The leader of Dongmentang. But, if one of you Dongmentang does not sign, you will be finished, hahaha!"

After understanding the situation.

Da Cai looked like a furious lion, suddenly drew his dagger, let out a loud shout, and rushed towards the shoehorn.

But the subordinates of the shoehorn had already prepared, and five or six people immediately surrounded them.

The two sides fought only a few rounds.

The big lottery head was already stopped, and the shining knife rested on his neck.

The head of Dacai's eyes are scarlet: "The surname is Hu, the chief executive must know that you prescribe drugs to the same family, and you know what will happen!"

Hearing this, Shoehorn shook his neck and replied grimly: "...Qian Canvas is going to enter the main helm altar. It can't be done without this thing..."

Yan Xiaoyue groaned in pain on the ground, and said to the people in Ximen Hall: "Men from Ximen Hall, I will swear to the death not to sign today..."

This kind of encouragement is actually not very effective.

When a person is in physical pain, without the support of a strong belief, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

Do the members of the Laoliang Gang have faith?
No!

It is righteousness for them to die.

Loyalty and faith are completely two-dimensional concepts.

The shoehorn sat on the mahogany chair that Da Caitou sat on when he collected the gold just now.

He patted the armrest of the mahogany chair: "Hey, hey... this big mahogany chair is so comfortable!"

The people in Nanmentang said in unison: "Congratulations to Hu Caitou!"

When the shoehorn heard it, he smiled happily: "Oh... oh shit, is it so comfortable? Do it again, all louder!"

"Congratulations Hu Caitou!"

The shoehorn just smiled and said, "Then what...you will all be heroes from now on! Follow me, and you will have meat to eat!"

"Give them the Thousand Canvas to sign, and whoever doesn't want to sign will use the means!"

"After signing, we will decide who to give the antidote to according to the performance!"

The two subordinates heard the words.

One holds a thousand canvases in his left hand and a pen in his right.

One holds a knife in his left hand and an iron basin in his right.

The so-called moving means.

I guess I just didn't want to sign, so I chopped my fingers with a knife and put them in an iron basin.

When everyone saw this, their expressions were both painful and extremely shocked.

Yan Xiaoyue clenched her teeth tightly, her beautiful eyes closed tightly.

Shoehorn's subordinates first went to Dongmen Hall for people to sign.

Maitreya Buddha took the lead in signing.

Naturally, all his subordinates also signed.

Shoehorn looked at the signatures of the people, and said in an incomparable way: "Do you know how you were drugged?"

"Mobile phone, you idiots! Motorola's palm treasure, that's palm medicine! Don't you think it's strange that this mobile phone has no outer packaging, and there is a thin layer of oil? Is it normal for a new phone? They are all asses, take Don’t forget to flip the cover to try it out after getting the phone, isn’t that the way to go!”

"This medicine is really powerful. It's called bone spur. After touching it with your fingers, the medicine entered the body, and the pain is so painful that I can't live without it. I used all my strength to get it...you should be so sweet in the future, hahaha!"

I finally know why I don't have abdominal pain anymore.

Because I didn't even have my phone.As the leader of the Laoliang Gang, Da Caitou probably didn't have a mobile phone either.

When they came to the side of Yan Xiaoyue's Ximen hall.

Everyone in Ximentang covered their stomachs and looked at Yan Xiaoyue with distorted expressions.

Yan Xiaoyue was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely: "You all sign..."

She fears that her subordinates will be harmed.

Since then.

She turned her head to look at me again, with an apologetic face, and said in a low voice: "You sign too, leave me alone."

Regardless of whether Yan Xiaoyue signs or not, Shoehorn will not let her go.

With her character, she probably won't sign.

She actually knew that I didn't have my phone, so she guessed that I was pretending to have a stomachache.

But she may be worried that I will be involved in an accident, so let me leave it alone.

Is this doubting my ability?
But also normal.

After I got acquainted with Yan Xiaoyue, it seemed that I hardly showed her much force.

In Xuanshi, he was beaten half to death.

This old sixth is so loyal.

My buddy will let her see the methods today.

Almost all the people in Yan Xiaoyue Ximentang signed.

A thousand canvases are covered with words.

Two subordinates of shoehorn Nanmentang came to me, put the iron basin under my hands, and handed me a pen.

I picked up Thousand Canvas.

Cover your stomach with your other hand.

suddenly!

With a backhand grab of the knife in that guy's hand, he kicked him away with a flying kick. After a few lunges, he stepped onto the stage suddenly, grabbed the hair of the shoehorn who was curling up Erlang's legs, and smashed his head hard. Knock on the table.

"Bang" sounded.

The shoehorn let out a scream like killing a pig.

I quickly pressed the knife on the neck artery of the shoehorn.

Sudden change.

Let the audience stunned.

Shoehorn's subordinates were about to go crazy, they picked up their weapons and planned to run to the stage.

I stabbed the shoehorn's thigh with a knife.

The shoehorn yelled, "Don't move...don't move!"

His No. 30 subordinate was immediately terrified and dared not move.

I picked up the shoehorn, continued to put the knife on his neck, and said with a smile: "Shoehorn, let me show you a trick!"

After speaking.

I waved the Thousand Canvas in front of his eyes: "Bite!"

The life of the shoehorn was in my hands, and I was so frightened that I begged in a trembling voice: "Boss... we have something to discuss..."

disobedient.

It's annoying!
I knocked his head against the table again.

The shoehorn let out another horrific howl.

"Bite!"

The shoehorn had no choice but to bite Qian Canvas with his teeth.

I took out the lighter with my other hand.

Lighted the piece of signed thousand canvas.

(End of this chapter)