Perspective master in the city

In addition to the middle-aged man in silk trousers and jacket, there are five other people in the room, four of them have big bald heads, and the other is an old man who looks close to sixty years old. He is right behind the middle-aged man. , standing bent over, motionless.

As for the four big bald heads, they were all in the center of the room, kneeling side by side, dejected.

"Brother Ji, come, sit here."

When the middle-aged man saw Ji Fan at the door, he seemed to beckon kindly.

Ji Fan was not polite either, he calmed down his mind before he walked into the room and walked to the square table.

"Please sit down."

The middle-aged man pointed to the empty seat opposite and said politely.

"Thank you for sitting down."

Ji Fan nodded, and then sat down with a flat expression.

"Come on, this is the wine made by the people below when they are bored. The taste is not bad. Brother, come and taste it."

The middle-aged man picked up the crane-billed jug and filled Ji Fan with a glass of wine.

The wine was light green when it was poured into the glass. It looked very good, and the aroma of the wine was already coming out.

Ji Fan picked up the wine glass, but just looked at it, but didn't bring it to his mouth, then put the wine glass down again, and said, "I think we should open the skylight to speak honestly, brother, didn't you just invite me over for a drink? "

For the sake of caution, Ji Fan will naturally not drink the wine prepared by others, God knows if there is anything wrong with this wine.

"Hehe, it's okay not to drink first."

The middle-aged man also put down his wine glass, and said with a smile: "Then let me first show you the rules of our Sword Gang."

"Guidelines?" Ji Fan was at a loss.

"Well, help!"

The middle-aged man nodded, pointed at the four big bald heads kneeling in the middle of the room, and said with a smile: "These four people are members of our Sword Gang, they can be regarded as small bosses, they have not asked my permission, please move our Sword Gang It is a violation of gang rules for the masters of the wolf team to perform tasks."

"Oh." Ji Fan just responded indifferently, somewhat understanding in his heart.

The middle-aged man's words are tantamount to admitting that what happened last night was done by members of their Sword Gang.

"Old Jiu, come here."

The middle-aged man waved to a crew cut man standing at the door.

The crew cut nodded, then walked into the room, and took out a leather whip from a side cabinet.

At this time, the four big bald heads who were kneeling were all trembling.

Ji Fan has already seen that among the four bald heads, one has had conflicts with him, it seems to be Brother Gang.

Snapped!

The whip sounded crisp but thunderous.

Hearing the sound of the whip, the four big bald heads sank, and Ji Fan could clearly see that cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Is this group of rules just whipping?Ji Fan was puzzled and a little surprised.

clap clap clap...

Immediately, the sound of the whip kept ringing, and the leather whip fell on the four big bald heads one after another.

Every time the whip fell, the four bald men with little clothes left a deep bloodstain on their bodies.

clap clap clap...

The sound of the whip kept ringing, but the four big bald heads didn't dare to make a sound, they could only grit their teeth and endure it.

Just looking at it, Ji Fan felt his heart pounding, because within a short while, the place where the four bald heads were kneeling was already overflowing with blood, and one of them even passed out.

But what Ji Fan didn't expect was that just after the big bald man passed out, a basin of cold water was poured on him, which woke him up and continued to be whipped.