The mouse and the black dog laughed ferociously, and they walked toward Zhao Shaolin like two giant mountains, which made Zhao Shaolin a little breathless. What's more, he was on the verge of eunuchs and non-eunuchs.

It's a tightrope walk.

All Zhao Shaolin can think about right now is that he absolutely cannot become a eunuch, absolutely cannot become a eunuch.

If he were allowed to become a eunuch, he would rather die.

Seeing the two people, the mouse and the black dog, walking towards him with ferocious faces, Zhao Shaolin originally wanted to make a strong point, but when the mouse and the black dog walked in front of Zhao Shaolin, Zhao Shaolin turned from the black dog.

He and Mouse felt an aura that would frighten Zhao Shaolin for the rest of his life.

The aura full of murderous aura made Zhao Shaolin tremble all over, and his forehead instantly broke out in sweat. The aura of the God of Death had never been so close to Zhao Shaolin.

"Please, please, please, I..." Zhao Shaolin just started speaking.

The rat and the black dog roared angrily, and like hungry wolves, they rushed towards Zhao Shaolin, the little white sheep who usually worked for the tiger.

As expected of a soldier who had followed Li Zhenghua in Africa, he knew where the punch would hurt the most and would not cause serious damage. Zhao Shaolin was extremely painful with every punch, but he always fell unconscious.

In the past, I could only endure the beatings and kicks of the rat and the black dog.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please, let me go, you just treat me like a dog, please, let me go." Zhao Shaolin twitched in pain, feeling like he was really going to die.

I felt so scared, and my face was full of panic.

The woman who had been kicked aside by Zhao Shaolin and fainted woke up at this time, and saw that Zhao Shaolin, who was originally arrogant, was now beaten by rats and black dogs and was lying on the ground like a dead dog, begging.

Everyone was stunned.

The woman was snatched from someone else's hands by Zhao Shaolin. The man was beaten half to death by Zhao Shaolin. The woman knew that she could only follow Zhao Shaolin. She didn't expect that someone would be so cruel now. Zhao Shaolin was beaten all over.

The blood looked terrifying, and Zhao Shaolin had simply become a bloody man now.

At this time, the mouse picked up the ashtray from the table, waved his hand violently, and smashed it into Zhao Shaolin's face.

"Click."

The sound of cracking bones resounded throughout the private room. The woman trembled all over and was so frightened that she peed.

Shivering, he hid in the corner, his face so pale that he didn't dare to move.

Zhao Jianzhong was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat and trembled with fear. He glanced at Chen Sanqiu quietly. He thought that Chen Sanqiu was an ordinary villager whom he had seen growing up. Although he usually fought, he had never done anything.

Bad things, let alone any underworld involvement.

I didn't expect this glance. I thought Chen Sanqiu would have a look of horror. Who knew that in the whole room, the person with the calmest face was none other than Chen Sanqiu.

Especially the slightly raised corners of Chen Sanqiu's mouth made Zhao Jianzhong feel chilled in his heart.

Only then did I realize that I had really been wrong about Chen Sanqiu before. I was completely wrong. I was so wrong.

I thought that Zhao Shaolin could help him do whatever he wanted in the village because Zhao Shaolin was ruthless, sinister and poisonous enough.

Now Zhao Jianzhong understands that the most ruthless, poisonous, and sinister people are always those who are usually indifferent.

"Sanqiu, if you continue to fight, someone will die." Zhao Jianzhong trembled and said to Chen Sanqiu: "We were wrong. We should not try to control your father. We were really wrong, really wrong."

Chen Sanqiu squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhao Jianzhong: "You know you're wrong? I've given you a chance before, but you didn't seize it."

Zhao Jianzhong trembled and immediately understood the meaning of Chen Sanqiu's words.

Previously, Zhao Jianzhong and Women's Director Fan Jinhua had been looking for who ran into the cornfield at noon. They also went to find Chen Sanqiu before, trying to find out if Chen Sanqiu was the one who ran into the cornfield.

The person who witnessed his and Fan Jinhua’s inappropriate behavior.

But at that time, he was deceived by Chen Sanqiu. Now when he heard what Chen Sanqiu said, Zhao Jianzhong smiled bitterly, looked at Chen Sanqiu with a painful look on his face and said: "I originally thought that after living for so long, the people I have met have passed through.

The bridges you have crossed are more than the rice you have eaten. Hey, I have always underestimated you before."

"I also underestimated your father." Zhao Jianzhong smiled bitterly and said to Chen Sanqiu: "Tell me, what do you want me to do? I agree to it."

Chen Sanqiu shrugged his shoulders and asked Mouse to show Zhao Jianzhong the video recorded on his mobile phone. Zhao Jianzhong looked red and felt that it was so embarrassing.

After living at such an old age, it is really embarrassing to watch a video of myself having sex with a woman in front of others.

At the end, Zhao Jianzhong cried. He knelt on the ground with a bang and kowtowed to Chen Sanqiu: "Sanqiu, please, let me go. These are the ideas of this bastard Zhao Shaolin. I just listened to them."

Zhao Shaolin said it right, so I did this."

Chen Sanqiu grinned and said to Zhao Jianzhong: "You say so, why don't you take this ashtray and hit Zhao Shaolin's head, and I will spare you."

Zhao Jianzhong trembled and glanced at Chen Sanqiu.

Murder and heart-wrenching.

It's so heart-wrenching to kill someone. If you really do this to Zhao Shaolin now, Zhao Shaolin will definitely hate yourself to death for the rest of his life.

I don’t even think about staying in Luofeng Village any longer.

However, the current situation was not at all a time when he could do whatever he wanted. Seeing Chen Sanqiu's extremely calm face, he knew that he could not escape.

At such an old age, I still don’t want to be beaten to the ground by rats and others.

Besides, I’m not even wearing any clothes right now.

He could only grit his teeth, hold the ashtray, and walk towards Zhao Shaolin.

"Uncle, you, what do you want to do?" Zhao Shaolin could still open his eyes now, looking at Zhao Jianzhong walking towards him with an ashtray still dripping with blood, and yelled angrily: "You want to kill me?"

Zhao Jianzhong roared and hit Zhao Shaolin on the head with an ashtray.

Bang.

The mice and black dogs trembled when they heard it.

"What the hell, it's harder than what we hit. Is it okay? Zhao Shaolin won't be dead." The mouse said with a grin.

Chen Sanqiu squinted his eyes, shook his head, and asked Zhao Jianzhong to put on his clothes. Then he came to Zhao Shaolin, opened Zhao Shaolin's mouth, and gave Zhao Shaolin a pill.

"If you dare to attack my family, I will make your life worse than death." Chen Sanqiu snorted coldly, which made everyone present feel cold. Zhao Jianzhong was so frightened that he peed.
Chapter completed!