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Going to see Brother Knife again, at this time both hands were firmly nailed to the table by his own knife, and one eye was also punched by my Uncle Zhao, which was covered with glass shards, bloody and bloody, His whole body was trembling, but his arms didn't dare to shake at all, because if he moved, the feeling would definitely be uncomfortable, and at this moment, he had a ferocious face, exhaling air-conditioning all the time, and his one-eyed gaze seemed desperate. Look at me, Uncle Zhao.

Looking at the table, it was covered with the blood flowing from the hands of Brother Dao. When I saw it, Uncle Zhao straightened up and took off his shirt, revealing that although he was not tangled in muscles, he was very serious. With a strong and fit upper body, and then with a "stab", he tore his shirt in half, took the torn shirt and wiped it on the table, and finally put half of the clothes on Brother Dao under his hand, so that Brother Dao's blood will not flow so urgently.

After my Uncle Zhao finished all this, he smiled and looked at Brother Dao, and that Brother Dao obviously knew that my Uncle Zhao would continue to torture him, so he begged for mercy repeatedly: "Brother Zhao... ·Brother Zhao, I really know that I was wrong, I am convinced, Brother Zhao... my hand has already been crippled by you, I am afraid I can’t keep my eyes, Brother Zhao, you have forgiven me, really , as long as you forgive me, I will listen to you from now on, I still have a karaoke room, I will give you the karaoke room, please... as long as you stop playing with me... "..."

Hearing Brother Dao's begging for mercy, my Uncle Zhao laughed at this moment, then he bent his body, pointed his head at Brother Dao's head, and got very close, then shook his head and said to Brother Dao: "I have already given up the opportunity!" I've given it to you. I don't like to give others second chances. Now it's too late for you to say anything. I don't want the money. As for the karaoke room you mentioned, I don't even have the heart to open it. After today, you You can’t hang out in society anymore, I, Zhao Qiankun, am not a person who kills everything, I have to reserve that karaoke room for you, so that you won’t be unable to survive for the rest of your life!”

As he said that, my Uncle Zhao stretched out his hand, took off Brother Dao's glasses, made gestures on his eyes, then shook his head to Brother Dao and said, "Pingjing, there is no prescription, what do you say?" Speaking of you, what are you doing wearing this thing? Your eyes are not near-sighted, and you can’t have presbyopia. Cure!"

Saying that, my Uncle Zhao put the glasses on the table, stretched out his hand again, pinched a piece of glass that was stuck in Brother Dao's eye, and then pulled it out abruptly.

"Ah~~~"

The glass shard was pulled out, and Brother Dao let out another cry of pain, and as the glass shard was pulled out, a column of blood suddenly shot out from his eyes, which hit my Uncle Zhao's face superior.

But my Uncle Zhao didn't even pay attention to the blood on his face. He looked at Brother Dao and said, "Don't call me. I'm helping you. Your eyes are full of glass shards. I have to clean them up for you." , when you go to the hospital, the doctor will be picked up, so don't keep causing trouble for them, just do what you can do!"

After my Uncle Zhao finished speaking, Brother Dao's face was full of horror, but Uncle Zhao didn't wait for Brother Dao to speak, and even reached out with both hands, pulling glass shards from Brother Dao's eyes one by one.

"Ah! Ah! Oops! Ah..."

My Uncle Zhao is pulling it out here, Brother Dao is howling like killing a pig, Chen Wei and we are all grinning while watching, and Master Kun just lowered his head and didn’t look at it. As for the knife Brother's men, at this time, are all curled up in the corner like that kitten, not daring to move, only Xiao Yao at our feet suddenly hugged my leg at this moment, tears streaming down my face The one who came down said to me: "Wang Hui, I beg you, don't let your uncle torture my brother anymore, my brother can't stand it, please..."

I looked at Xiao Yao begging me, and I also wanted to beg for mercy, but my Uncle Zhao was too scary at this time, his face was covered with blood, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, making me feel like a god of death who came from hell Same, I dare not talk to my Uncle Zhao anymore.

But at this time, Zhao Tuer suddenly kicked Xiao Yao, and said to him in a muffled voice, "Little pen bastard, don't make a sound, or you will be nailed to the table in a while!"

When Zhao Tuer spoke like this, Xiao Yao was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore, and he didn't dare to stand up. He just lay hunched on the ground shivering, like a sick dog abandoned in winter.

"Xiaohui, don't talk to your Uncle Zhao at this time. Your Uncle Zhao will do this, which means that he is really angry. It's useless to persuade him. You have to let him get angry enough!" Zhao Tuer looked at me again and whispered Said.

"Oh, I see." I nodded obediently and said to Zhao Tuer, and looked at my Uncle Zhao again.

At this time, my Uncle Zhao has pulled out all the glass shards that can be pulled out, and the eyes of Brother Dao look even more terrifying. I only took one look, and I dare not look into his eyes again , I just saw that Brother Dao didn't even have the strength to tremble at this time, but he was still begging my Uncle Zhao very weakly: "Brother Zhao, don't torture me... I'm... really... I can't bear it... I'm..."

"That's it, you can't take it anymore," my Uncle Zhao continued to say with a smile: "That's not good, as I said, if I want to play, I'm going to die to play, even if you don't let you die, you will Have fun with me!"

"You... what else do you want...?" Brother Dao said weakly.

"Isn't everyone calling you Brother Dao, aren't you very good at playing with knives?" My Uncle Zhao said, and then went to the ground to pick up the machete that Chen Wei brought when we came here. The knife brother said: "I heard that there are many people who have been hurt by your knife. Do you believe that there is karma in this world? I believe it. Therefore, you have to taste the taste of the knife!"

"Don't...don't...please...I'm dying..."

Upon hearing my Uncle Zhao's words, Brother Dao shouted with all his strength, but Uncle Zhao raised his knife and came to Brother Dao without paying attention.

My Uncle Zhao first patted Brother Dao's naked upper body, just like a pig butcher, nodded and said: "It's okay, there is still some meat on my body, so I can cut the knife shallower so that it won't hurt you." If you hurt your bones, don't move around, or you will hurt your bones, don't blame me for my bad technique!"

After finishing speaking, my Uncle Zhao slashed at Brother Dao's shoulder, and Brother Dao let out another cry of pain.

After cutting this knife, my Uncle Zhao turned his head and said to Shepi: "Old Pi, you have avenged yourself!"

"Thanks, brother!" Shepi said with a smile to my Uncle Zhao.

After Shepi finished speaking, my Uncle Zhao looked at Chen Wei again and said, "How many times have you been stabbed?"

"Two knives!" Chen Wei hesitated for a moment, but still said.

"Okay!" Uncle Zhao nodded his head, and then he slashed at Brother Dao's legs two more times.

After cutting Brother Dao's two knives, my Uncle Zhao looked at me again. When I saw it, I quickly said to my Uncle Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, he...he didn't touch me!"

"Oh, but you were beaten too!" After my Uncle Zhao finished speaking, he slashed down on Brother Dao again, slashing on his arm.

After cutting this knife, my Uncle Zhao looked at Master Kun again and said: "I hate people who harm women, I will avenge you!" After finishing speaking, another knife hit brother Dao's other arm superior.

When all these knives were cut, Zhao Tuer said: "Brother, it's almost done, this kid has passed out!"

As soon as Zhao Tuer finished speaking, I looked at Brother Dao. Indeed, the one eye was closed and he was motionless, but from the fact that his belly was still rising and falling, it could be seen that he was not dead.

"Well, okay, let's stop here!" My Uncle Zhao threw the machete away after Zhao Tuer had finished speaking, and then looked back at Hei Scar, which startled Hei Scar, He hurriedly said tremblingly: "Brother Zhao, I... I haven't done much work, I... I am not with Xiaodao, I just live here, and I met him , the ones who come and go once in a while drink and play cards together, it really has nothing to do with me!"

My Uncle Zhao looked at me. I wanted to say that Heishabao was the first to punch me, but when I thought of my Uncle Zhao’s horrible look just now, I held back and said to my Uncle Zhao. : "He didn't do anything!"

As soon as my Uncle Zhao looked at me, the black-scarred pimple breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at me nervously, but when he heard what I said, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at me again with the expression in his eyes. With a hint of gratitude.

"Get me a basin of water, I want to wash my face!" Uncle Zhao said to the black scarred man at this time.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" The black-scarred beast hurriedly nodded in agreement when he heard my Uncle Zhao's words, and ran out of the house.

And my Uncle Zhao said to Brother Dao's subordinates: "You Brother Dao is still nailing it there, don't you care about it as younger brothers?"

"Oh, yes, I got it!" Upon hearing what Uncle Zhao said, those people looked at each other stupidly, and it was the driver who robbed me who reacted first, dragging them all to the corner In front of Brother Dao who was nailed to the table, each of them hesitated, trying to pull out the two knives, but they all stretched out their hands, then retracted them, probably not daring.

"Fuck, they're all fucking useless. How can you still rob with your pen?" Seeing Shepi, she couldn't help scolding, and then gave Zhao Tuer a wink. Zhao Tuer grinned, and the two of them simultaneously He grabbed the two throwing knives nailed to Brother Dao's hands.

"One, two...three!" Shepi counted in his mouth, and when he counted to three, he and Zhao Tuer drew their knives at the same time.

"what!"

Brother Dao, who was already in a coma, woke up screaming again under a burst of severe pain.