C118 Crush
C118 Crush
In the dead of the night, driving a bulldozer and directly demolishing the house was the best move. As for killing a few people inside, that was not their concern.
In any case, it was not surprising that it could be considered a dangerous house.
"I'll finish what I have to say. Let's settle the score of slapping me!" Diao Kun said viciously.
He could not afford to lose out. How could he swallow the anger of being slapped? All his underlings pulled out the sticks from their belts and stared at Lin Fan. They wanted to give it a try.
Lin Fan smiled calmly. "It's good to settle the score. Coincidentally, I also have a score to settle with you guys. Third Uncle was beaten up and still wanted to violate my sister. You guys are really bold!"
Diao Kun laughed wildly. "Want to settle scores with me? Let's see if you have the ability to do so. Today, I will beat you until you are crippled! And that little girl who hit me just now. Seeing that you're not bad looking, I'll bring her back tonight. Let me have a good time! "
Xia Xuan heard that his mouth was full of foul language and wanted to rush forward.
But Xiong Tu twisted his wrist and said, "Sister Xuan, you rest. Leave this bunch of trash to me. Don't dirty your hands."
Xia Xuan was the supervisor of Lin Fan's Operation Department. Xiong Tu did not care about the age difference between the two of them. Usually, he would call Xia Xuan Sister Xuan.
Ever since he became Lin Fan's subordinate, Xiong Tu had never had the chance to show off. This time, it suited his specialty, so he took the initiative to volunteer.
Xia Xuan nodded and retreated behind Lin Fan.
"Young master, what do you want to do with them?" Xiong Tu asked.
Lin Fan laughed and said, "It's up to you to break their arms and legs."
"Alright!"
Xiong Tu responded and took off his coat, revealing his explosive muscles. After taking a deep breath, his joints cracked.
"Come here!" Xiong Tu reached out his hand and hooked his finger, looking at Diao Kun and the others with contempt.
Diao Kun was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He had always been arrogant, but now he was looked down upon by others.
He couldn't bear it!
"F * ck! Mad your ass! All of you, attack!"
Ao...
A group of hoodlums raised their sticks and roared as they pounced forward.
Bang! Bang!
The metal batons hit Xiong Tu's body with a bang, but Xiong Tu still had a smile on his face.
"I'm not full yet, it's like tickling me!"
Diao Kun saw that Xiong Tu was being beaten up by his own group, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He was a little surprised, and could not tell where Xiong Tu came from.
Killing intent rose in his heart. He secretly took out a spring knife from his pocket and took advantage of the chaos to quietly lean towards Xiong Tu's back. He raised his arm and stabbed towards Xiong Tu's waist.
Smack!
Unexpectedly, Xiong Tu seemed to have eyes on his back. He reached out and grabbed Diao Kun's wrist.
"Hey! How dare you play dirty tricks on me!" Xiong Tu's eyes became sharp.
He gradually tightened his grip on Diao Kun.
"Ah! Ah! " Diao Kun's wrist turned purple with the naked eye, and then there was the sound of bones breaking.
"You better not use this hand in the future." Xiong Tu sneered.
Crack!
A crisp sound was heard.
Diao Kun's wrist and palm were all crushed.
"F * ck! F * ck! Kill him!" Diao Kun cried out.
"Pui! A bunch of trash!"
Xiong Tu spat out a mouthful of saliva. He grabbed one of the thugs and grabbed his arm. With a cracking sound, he broke it!
Then he grabbed the baton from the thug and hit him in the leg.
Crack!
Crack!
One after another...
It was the sound of bones breaking.
The order Lin Fan gave him was to break his arms and legs. Xiong Tu would never give him any discount.
"Ah!"
"Maya!
My leg!"
"Wuuuu..."
A group of hoodlums were screaming and screaming. Some of them wanted to run away, but Bai Lau had already closed the door and stood guard at the door.
At first, those hoodlums thought Bai Lau was a woman who was easy to bully, but who knew that the White House was even more powerful than Xiong Tu. They caught a hoodlum and smashed the cervical vertebrae on his neck. This person could only lie in bed for the rest of his life.
To these gangsters, Qiao San's courtyard was their endless hell, and Xiong Tu and Bai Lau were the evil ghosts in charge of punishment in hell!
"Stop fighting. I was wrong. I'm sorry, I was wrong! "
"I'm kneeling down for you, please let me go!"
“……”
The group of gangsters, who had not had time to deal with Xiong Tu, had already been scared to the point of pissing their pants. They knelt in the yard with snot and tears in their eyes.
They regretted not seeing the calendar when they went out today. Why did they provoke such a group of people who were even more ruthless than them?
Diao Kun held his crippled right hand and was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. When he saw that all his underlings were kneeling down in fear, he too felt terrified.
The Lin Fan who spoke to him was definitely not an ordinary person. Each of his hands was stronger than the last. Qiao San was just a scavenger. How could there be such a powerful figure standing up for him?
"It's useless even if you beg for mercy. If you dare to touch my family, I will cripple your limbs. It's very fair. Whether it's true or not, I've always been very clear about how to settle accounts. " Lin Fan said with a cold smile.
He would bully those he could afford to offend to death. If he met someone he could not afford to offend, he would want to kneel down and beg for mercy. It was not that simple!
Qiao San and the others were Lin Fan's reverse scale. Anyone who dared to touch them, no matter who it was, would have a bad ending!
When the gangsters saw that begging for mercy was not easy, they got up in fear and wanted to jump over the wall and run. At this time, they were scared out of their wits and did not even have the slightest thought of resisting.
Xiong Tu chuckled and walked over. He grabbed those people who wanted to jump off the wall and pulled them down. After that, there were crisp sounds one after another.
The sound of bones breaking filled the courtyard. It was very shocking.
Although Diao Kun closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, he could hear all kinds of miserable cries in his ears. He could imagine what kind of scene it was. He, who had always been brave, could not help but tremble in fear at this moment.
"Young master, this one is pretending to be dead!" Xiong Tu smiled and stretched out his big hand that was like a palm-leaf fan. He grabbed the back of Diao Kun's head and lifted it up.
Diao Kun was lifted up by his feet without touching the ground. The weight of his entire body was concentrated on his neck. The pain of being torn apart made him cry out involuntarily. He could no longer pretend to be dead.
"Ah! Bastard! I admit defeat today, but don't be complacent. How dare you treat us like this? My boss will not let you off!" Diao Kun screamed and said those ruthless words.
Lin Fan said with dissatisfaction. "He is quite energetic, Xiong Tu. You're not awesome at all!"
"It's my fault, young master!" Xiong Tu admitted his mistake with a smile, then grabbed Diao Kun's other arm and twisted it.
Crack, crack, crack...
Diao Kun's other arm was twisted into a fried dough twist.
"Argh... Argh..." Diao Kun screamed so miserably that his voice changed.
Lin Fan sneered and said, "Go back and tell your boss something. Tell him how to demolish the houses on the old street. He, the Haiyuan, will build the houses for me. If he doesn't listen to me, I will kill him!"