Hearing Jin Wanteng's words, Tang Cai's body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes became unsteady, and he pinched the wine glass and deliberately turned his head.

"No matter where you like me, I can give it to you!"

Jin Wanteng gently swayed the white wine in the glass, took a sip and continued.

"If it would kill you, would you be happy?"

Tang Cai spoke in a low voice, his eyes moved downward, and looked at Jin Wanteng's right thumb wrapped in gauze. There was once soaked by Xiao Sa in sulfuric acid, leaving only a small bone cut.

When he was sent to bandage him, even though he was used to bloody storms, his scalp was numb. However, Jin Wanteng, an "old dandy" who had never suffered any hardships, said casually that it was okay. From then on, his impression of Lao Jin had completely changed.

"If you want it, just want it. How big is the difference between living and dead now? It's just that my body has not rotted."

Jin Wanteng shook his head indifferently and smiled self-deprecatingly: "But if I could let my chest and head raise my head like a person for two years, this transaction would not be a loss. Besides, you don't seem to need a certain organ on me now, otherwise you wouldn't sit here and chat with me in a chat or laugh."

"What are you looking for?"

Tang Cai asked a question in confusion.

"have no idea."

Jin Wanteng shook his head in a truth, first touched his face with his broken right hand, then grabbed his Adam's apple and whispered: "Maybe it's the so-called face, or the resentment in his heart. No matter what the reason, if I can destroy Xiong Lei in my lifetime, Xiao Sha will definitely be filled with a smile. If I can't, at least I will live for two more years as I want."

"What do I need to do?"

Tang Cai was silent for a few seconds and asked again.

"It's almost the same as 100,000 yuan. The next mahjong hall next door is the one that takes a bucket of gold and a few hands to start. They should all satisfy me. If possible, please call my brother's bucket over."

Jin Wanteng pointed out without hesitation.

"The matter of the bucket is a little later, and the rest is ready at any time."

Tang Cai took another big sip of wine and said.

"Anytime? Then let's start after drinking this bottle of wine?"

Jin Wanteng touched his bare head.

Before coming to dinner, he ran to the street to "voluntary haircut" and pushed himself to a bald head.

"It's not too late to come back to drink after finishing the job."

Tang Cai stood up with a "slam" and then pointed at Jin Wanteng and said, "Just leave it here and don't drag me down."

"I said it was us, so I must participate. Besides, I just need you to help me get started, and I have to do the next thing myself!"

Jin Wanteng stubbornly curled his lips, then stood up, took out a kitchen knife wrapped in a newspaper from his arms and said in a deep voice: "I will come first, I can't handle it again. Nothing else matters, it's mainly to prevent them from calling the police."

"Small question."

Although shocked by Jin Wanteng's independence, Tang Cai still cooperated to pat his waist and could vaguely see the outline of the pistol.

At the same time, in the VIP box of Haihong International Hotel.

When Sun Pu, who was full and full of food, hummed a small song and pushed open the door to remind "uncle" Wu Kang and "brother-in-law" Wei Dong to make a move to the next game, he was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him that seemed to be post-disaster scene.

Wei Dong was lying on the ground with blood on his face. Not only was the footprints on his suit, but he was torn into a hollow shape. He was moaning and humming bitterly. His uncle Wu Kang was even more miserable. He leaned against the corner of the wall with his back on his nose. The glasses frame on the bridge of his nose were blown away, and a bowl of noodles was pressed in his head. It was vaguely visible that it was a sea cucumber noodles, which was basically in shock.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Pu rushed forward with a quick step, shaking howling.

"I...Dog Day Wu Bei..."

Wu Kang opened his eyes with difficulty, and even his mouth was heard.

Xu Zita did not break his promise and did break off all the dentures of the dog days.

"Call you numb, call the police quickly."

Wei Dong got up panting and cursed at his brother-in-law.

"Don't...don't report, the image is bad."

Wu Kang waved his hand quickly and struggled to climb up while pulling the noodles on his head.

"Wu Bei did it, right? Okay, I'll shake people now. Today I have to break up the tiger roar company."

Sun Pu roared indignantly.

People lose their minds when they are extremely angry. Any bold words at other times are basically bragging, while Sun Pu belonged to the latter type at that time. Although he was not smart, he also knew when bragging was not only guilty, but also became more likely to arouse favor from his backer.

While howling, he took out his folding screen and put it in his ear. Regardless of whether he dialed or not, he shouted: "Tell me all the work in my hands, Male Gobi, today we are pointing at Wubei!"

"Bang!"

The door of the box was suddenly pushed open.

Sun Pu, who was already passionate, was instinctively shocked. The brand-new and shiny new mobile phone fell to the ground with a "splash" and the screen was smashed.

"What's going on? How many bosses, do you need me to call the police for you?"

A young man dressed in a hotel manager was confused and glanced at the room.

"Gongguangguang, what's the matter with you!"

Sun Pu picked up his cell phone with distress and drove it away impatiently.

"If it's okay, remember to check out later and pay for all the losses."

The manager immediately left the room.

"Don't worry, why do I have such cowardly juniors as you!"
Chapter completed!