Coins may be just tools for others to buy things, but they have unusual significance for Liu Feiyang. Since the first time I saw Qi Qinggang, a virgin bodyguard in Huibei, Liu Feiyang has been practicing hard. In his pocket, he can always see one or two coins.

Once when he got home after drinking too much, An Ran helped him wash his clothes and took out the coins from his pocket. Seeing that the coins on it were ground to the point where the lines were not clear!

It was just because of accidental events that Liu Feiyang, who had a special liking for coins, would always keep coins in his pocket.

Not to mention, Wang Zizhu, who came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine since childhood!

He doesn't use coins, but he has silver needles!

When Liu Feiyang found him, it was because some people said that their acupuncture was the best.

If there is a woman who can take off his clothes by chance, she will find that there will be a box of silver needles on him, whether in spring, summer, autumn, winter, day and night. This is his ancestors and will never leave his body at any time. Even when taking a bath, the box of silver needles will be placed where he can see it.

And now, it’s up to the butcher’s stone’s head, full of silver needles!

This short stone has a bad head...

The butcher is indeed not afraid of death. Anyone who threatens him with death is destined to be a loss-making situation. However, there are too many people in this world who are not afraid of death than him. No spies during the war are afraid of death, and in the end they are pried open.

Many people are not physically unable to bear the torture, but are overwhelmed.

The butcher stood stiffly, his eyes glancing up from time to time, trying to see what it looked like. He felt something stuck in his head, and knew what it was, and even more so how many it was.

Because he watched Wang Zizhu insert one by one.

But he didn't know what the effect of this thing had and what consequences it would have.

"It's shaking, I can feel it shaking. Who can hold it down? Don't let him shake it!"

The butcher sweated down his face. In just a few dozen seconds, he felt that he was going to dehydrate.

"Brother Butcher, can we leave now?"

An Ran asked with a smile.

"You can go, you can go, just go, but you have to pull this thing out for me... I can't speak, the more I say, the more I shake it, the more I say it, the more I shake it!"

The butcher gritted his teeth and replied almost hoarsely.

His head was covered with silver needles. Why did he look a little funny, like a hedgehog? It's not right, how could he prick him?

Feng Bald Head was completely confused. He was thinking that it would be better to tuck it on the butcher's head. After all, his hair doesn't look very scary. If it is tied to his bare head... He thought so, he subconsciously raised his hand and touched the bald head. He found that there was nothing on it, and he felt very glad...

Said peacefully.

"If you can leave here, you can't leave the provincial capital, so you have to ask you to send us a ride. Even if you don't make things difficult, it's not good for us to get lost in the provincial capital. Let's get two cars and let's leave together."

"Did you hear that? Prepare two cars and park downstairs!"

The butcher stared at the door, not daring to give a small gesture.

Although the hooligans outside dare to use a weapon to commit murder, they will not scream and cry out for pain even if they are chopped, at least half of them will go to the hospital for an intravenous drip when they get sick and cold. In the end, they dare not pull out the needle tube inserted into the blood vessels themselves, and they dare not pull out the needle tube. I have only heard of silver needles, and I have never seen them before...

The strong man with a tiger-backed and bear-back nodded in panic and then gave instructions to the lower level.

"Let's go..."

Walking peacefully to Liu Feiyang, he was no longer the domineering as before, but showed a little woman's smile, and stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture.

Liu Feiyang stood up from the sofa and smiled. His previous nodding agreed that allowing An Ran to "do things wrong" could be roughly divided into three parts: one percent was the fortune teller who said he was not short of life, two percent was that he was confident that he could clean up all the mess, and the remaining seventy percent was that he believed that An Ran would not put him in a dangerous situation, nor would everyone be threatened with it.

Seeing Liu Feiyang stand up, An Ran was like a little girl who was praised, holding his arm excitedly.

Then he walked towards the door.

"Where are me, where are me?"

The butcher stood there and asked anxiously, not daring to move.

"Go away by yourself, and you still need someone to help me?"

Lu Tingting's expression of winning the flag showed a contemptuous glance at him.

"No...I...this!"

The butcher became increasingly incoherent.

Wang Zizhu said coldly, "With me by my side, I can't die for the time being. Doing as I said will not cause sequelae such as dementia, forgetfulness, crooked mouth and slanted eyes, endocrine disorders..."

The butcher almost sat on the ground with his legs weak and walked forward reluctantly. While walking, he was still saying, "They were swaying, all swaying... Can they break? I don't look thick?"

No matter how much he said, no one replied.

The group went out and saw that more and more people in the corridor were gathering. Looking around, they were almost blocked to the end of the corridor, and everyone was holding weapons.

These people were all on guard. Some later people saw the butcher walking out of the door and saw the densely packed heads, as if they had grass growing, and they couldn't calm down.

The butcher's face was whiter and redder. He thought of fighting with them regardless of the consequences, but the pile of silver needles on his head were like Mount Tai. Every time he had the idea of ​​resisting, he was forced to go back.

"Pu"

Liu Feiyang's footsteps rang in the dead corridor, facing dozens of evil spirits, he was still as firm as usual.

"Crazy..."

Seeing that he took a step forward, these strong men subconsciously took a step back.

"Pu"

Liu Feiyang took another step.

"Crazy..."

These people took a step back together.

Although no one put the knife on the butcher's neck, and no one even had physical contact with the butcher, they all felt that the scene in front of them was the most terrifying, and they did not dare to act rashly, and their hands holding the knife were a little weak.

"They keep shaking!"

The butcher, who was taking small steps, was still muttering.

When they walked to the end of the corridor and took the elevator, these people also divided a way to pass. When they entered the elevator, the person who was originally in front was already outside the elevator door. These people could only watch the elevator door close and then disappeared from sight.

Everyone was concentrated upstairs, and the hall was empty. Apart from a few regular staff, there were only a few stranded guests. They all looked at the butcher and found it funny, like the wire baby played on TV, but this baby was not only unlovely...

This head antenna is going to be struck by lightning...

The butcher wishes to block his face, embarrassing, too embarrassing,

After passing through the hall, the car was waiting at the door. There were two Toyota vehicles. Liu Feiyang seemed to be nothing, but at the first glance he checked whether the car had been temporarily changed. He then got on the car.

Liu Feiyang, An Ran and Lu Tingting were in front.

Hong Canhui, Wang Zizhu, butcher behind...

In the blink of an eye, I had already driven onto the main road, directing directly to Hailian.
Chapter completed!