A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1355 Cut off the tongue and goug out the eyes
Fu Zheng stopped talking too much, and directly cut off the man's tendons in the hands and hamstrings with a dagger, and then stuffed a cloth ball into his mouth, suppressing the painful howls back into his stomach.

Fu Zheng came to another man in black with a dagger in his hand, and asked, "Are you talking obediently, or do you want to be like him?"

Faced with such a threat, as long as it is a normal person, it is impossible not to be afraid.

Because they knew, clearly knew that even if they were hacked into pieces, the boss would never come to save them.

Falling into the hands of these people, there is only one end.

"If I say so, can you give me a happy death?"

Fu Zheng nodded: "Of course, you can die however you want, but you must first tell the truth. If you let me know that you are lying, I will make you worse than your companions."

"I think you must have eaten it, cut off people's hands and feet, cut off their tongues and gouged out their eyes, and then soaked in wine jars, soaked in wine jars for the rest of their lives—"

Before Fu Zheng finished speaking, the man was so frightened that he almost lost control of his feces and urine, and interrupted Fu Zheng's words repeatedly: "I say, I say, I say, please, give me a good time."

Fu Zheng snorted coldly, "Why don't you say it soon?"

"We are members of the White Tiger Gang, our boss asked us to come."

Fu Zheng asked, "Do you know who we are?"

The man in black nodded: "I know, I said that you are high-ranking officials from the capital city, and you have offended the dignitaries, and I will deal with you here."

"So, your White Tiger Gang is only doing things with money?" The man in black nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we are doing things with money."

Fu Zheng asked again: "What did your boss order?"

The man in black said: "Speak, say—it doesn't matter whether you live or die, as long as you kill the boss among you, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."

Fu Zheng looked sideways at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan slowly put down the teacup, with a casual expression on his face, "I want to see who wants my life."

Fu Zheng threw the dagger in front of the man in black, and said, "I'll give you two ways. One, kill yourself, and two, kill your companions and take us to your so-called boss. You may be set free."

Not surprisingly, the man chose two.

No one wants to die, no one is not afraid of death.

Only when there is no choice, will you choose to die, as long as you can choose, who would want to die?
When you die, it is like a lamp goes out, and nothing is left.

Only by living can there be hope and all things are possible.

That night, Fu Zheng took a few dragon guards out for a trip, and when he came back, he carried a big sack.

There was no light in the room, even if the sacks were untied, the people inside did not see the light again.

Fu Zheng kicked the man in the side, and asked, "Say, who is behind the scenes?"

The guy didn't make a sound, and Fu Zheng raised his knife, and one arm was cut off.

In order to prevent him from screaming like a pig being slaughtered, a piece of cloth was stuffed into his mouth in time.

Fu Zheng squatted beside him, his gloomy voice was like a cold blade, brushing against his neck continuously.

"If you don't say anything else, I'll break your other arm."

There was no light in the room, and the cool moonlight came in from the window. Although the face could not be seen clearly, the gleaming dagger and long knife could be seen.

Such a sharp long knife could easily cut off his neck.

But he also knew in his heart that if he didn't speak, he wouldn't be able to die if he wanted to, but would only be tortured.

Enduring the severe pain, he nodded desperately and kept nodding.

(End of this chapter)