Wife is on: The black-bellied emperor becomes a wife and slave

Chapter 646 Don't Kill Me

It was several times stronger than the struggle just now, and Long Si was really broken free by him without defense.

"I have no money, I have no money, don't kill me, don't kill me...ah."

Breaking free from Long Si's hand, the man yelled nonsense, while stumbling towards his house.

It's just that someone who is still standing in the yard doesn't allow it, so he can't go anywhere.

With a sound of "biu~~~", a bullet flew out from the suppressed pistol, and it shot with incomparable precision at the door that the man was about to push open.

On the wooden door pierced by bullets, some sawdust splashed out and hit the man in the face.

This time, the man seemed to have been tapped, and stood there blankly, not daring to take a step forward.

If it wasn't for that body shaking like chaff, the people behind would have thought he wasn't afraid at all?

"Run again, the next shot will not hit the door!"

As soon as the cold voice from hell came out, the people not far away trembled again.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I really don't know anything, I really don't know anything."

After the man was stopped by a gunshot, he didn't run into the house, but he didn't turn around either. He just kept muttering these two sentences repeatedly.

"Do you think you don't know what to say, and we will believe it? Tell me what you are sensible, or believe it or not, the next shot will break your leg!"

This time, it was Long Liu who stepped forward and dragged him back from the door.

The difference is that after being dragged back this time, the man's mood was obviously not as stable as before. Apart from repeating those two sentences non-stop, he kept banging his head on the concrete floor.

Crackling, not to mention whether he is in pain or not, others will feel pain when they look at it anyway.

"Okay, let me ask you something, who the hell made you kowtow!"

Long Liu is not like Long Si, he is a stuffy gourd. This person has always been a bad tempered person. Seeing them driving here specially and blowing the cold wind with him for a long time in the cold wind, this person still refuses to tell the truth. He stepped forward Just give the opponent a kick.

He kicked the person's body backwards violently.

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"Oh don't hit me don't hit me, I have no money, I really have no money"

"Damn it, I won't cry without seeing the coffin!"

Long Liu cursed, raised his foot and was about to step forward again, but Tang Ri's voice came from the side.

"Stop hitting, just take it back!"

After saying this, Tang Ri didn't even look at the man behind him, turned around and left the barren and messy yard.

After he got into the car, he saw the man being dragged out by his subordinates.

Deliberately ignoring the man's panicked expression, through the car window in front of him, the man frowned and stared straight at that face, as if he wanted to see the result from it.

"Young Master Tang, do you think that person is crazy?"

Being chased for debts for so many years, and living alone in this dilapidated house, even if he is not crazy, he is probably mentally abnormal, not far from crazy!

What Tang Liu said while sitting in the driver's seat made Tang Ri look away from the car window and look at him.

"Crazy?" The man only squeezed out such an ambiguous word from his throat at first, and after a while he said quietly:

"If it's really crazy, that's the best ending he arranged for himself."

Otherwise, what he will endure is estimated to be ten times, a hundred times more miserable than the life of a madman! 】

(End of this chapter)