put wildness in his heart

Chapter 180 Really?

When the two sang together, Wen Miao glanced at the knife in their hands calmly.

Swords and guns have no eyes, this is no joke.

Besides, since these "professionals" in front of them dare to do this job, they are more or less tainted with gangster spirit. Who knows what they will do when they get anxious?
The bald fat man was probably tired from standing, so he casually tossed the "little chicken" in his hand aside, wiped the sweat from his forehead impatiently, and asked in a rough voice, "Have you thought about it?" Just give me a quick word, it's so hot, let's not waste time, okay?"

The scorching heat and high temperature made people sweat profusely, and the noisy cicadas poured into their ears one after another, making the fat man more and more anxious.

Wen Miao glanced at Gu Xiangzhi who was forcibly erected on the ground by two younger brothers. Of course, she didn't want to be taken advantage of by an irrelevant person, and this irrelevant person had beaten her mother and threatened her brother, and now she wants to come Bind her, it's not bad if she didn't beat him to death.

Help him pay back the money?
He might as well wash his face with cold water and wake up.

It's just that with so many people in front of her, head-to-head confrontation is definitely not an option. Wen Miao has never done anything to save face and suffer. After thinking about it for a while, she nodded straightforwardly: "I'll take you to find my brother."

"Okay, let's go." The bald fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and pointed to a van parked not far away with his chin.

Wen Miao looked over there in the direction he indicated, and told her instinctively that it would be no good to get in this kind of car.

Although the bald and fat man's attitude from the beginning to the end was still kind, but out of an instinctive reaction to all potential dangers, Wen Miao still subconsciously resisted this special tool cart that was extremely suitable for knocking people out and taking them away.

The bald and fat man was in a hurry, and Wen Miao was also in a hurry.

It just didn't show up.

Wen Yan was walking this way, but she didn't know when Wen Yan would appear. There were so many fat people on the opposite side, it was useless for him to come alone, it would only make the scene more chaotic.

It's better for her to bring people to the company, at least there are security guards, and she can speak hard.

This is the car...

Wen Miao was full of resistance.

After thinking twice, Wen Miao suddenly stretched out her hand quietly, pushed Shen Jiayu with her fingers, and whispered to him, "Hurry up and go."

This matter is too troublesome, Wen Miao doesn't want to involve Shen Jiayu.

However, Shen Jiayu followed her outstretched hand, grabbed her wrist upwards, and then pulled her behind him, completely blocking her.

"Shen Jiayu, this is not a joke. Didn't you see that they have knives in their hands?" Wen Miao grabbed his sleeves, her tone rarely serious, "Hurry up, it has nothing to do with you, they don't care if you leave." will stop you."

When Shen Jiayu heard this, she glanced at her with the tails of her long and narrow eyes, and laughed in a low voice: "Honey, do you think I want to leave?"

Wen Miao: "..."

No, he even wants to fight.

Leap, leap, desire, try.

What is this inexplicable sense of anticipation? ? ?

"Let's go, sister?" Seeing Wen Miao standing still, the bald fat man became impatient and waved at her, "What are you waiting for?"

Wen Miao didn't move, just pointed to the van parked not far away, and said with disgust, "I don't take this car."

The bald fat man frowned enough to kill two flies, and asked harshly, "Why?"

What's wrong with this car?
Wen Miao said honestly: "I'm sorry, your car is too broken, I can't get off my legs."

The bald fat man: "?"

Wen Miao asked again puzzled: "Is your company going to close down? To provide employees with cars, is this kind of junk?"

The bald fat man: "..."

The air was eerily still.

No matter how to use one sentence to pull the ridicule value to the peak level.

Wen Miao's attainments in this area can be said to have reached the point of perfection.

Now not only the bald and fat man felt insulted, but even the younger brothers couldn't stand it anymore, and they all raised their voices: "Brother, can you bear this? Can you really bear it??? Anyway, I can't bear it anymore, so don't follow me!" If she doesn't talk nonsense anymore, this is a toast and no fine wine, so I might as well pick it up and take it away—"

This side is at the junction of the old residential area and the food street. On one side are tall residential buildings and tile walls, and on the other side are shops facing the street. However, since most of the shops are antique shops, there is no such point. how many people.

Wen Miao's thoughts changed, she couldn't fight, but she could still slip.

If not, then withdraw first.

As a result, before she had time to put this idea into action, Shen Jiayu casually picked out a piece of wood the length of a baseball bat from the side—this street is a newly marked commercial area, and there are many unopened shops They are all being renovated, and there are a lot of wood of different lengths piled up under the street trees at the door.

Shen Jiayu casually took a wooden stick from there and came over.

Wen Miao grabbed his wrist and looked at him with wide eyes: "Are you serious?"

Shen Jiayu's expression was loose, and there was a vague laziness in the corners of his brows and eyes: "No, just play."

"..."

The bald fat man and his younger brothers were all stabbed by this contemptuous attitude.

Grass!
Are they here to ask for money, or are they here to be ridiculed and insulted again and again?

The fat guys didn't want to do anything at first. After all, no one wanted to be taken to the police station to drink tea because of the crowd fighting. However, the enemy's leading effect was first-rate, one was in charge of ridicule, and the other was in charge of insulting.

If you can endure this, then you won't be called a man.

I don't know who opened the mouth to swear, and then the scene became chaotic. Wen Miao picked up a long bamboo pole from the ground with quick eyesight and hands. These fat people don't have any skills in fighting, they rely on arrogance and brute force.

If hit, Wen Miao estimated that he could fly ten miles like a kite.

It's not easy to fall, but it's still easy to avoid.

Wen Miao neatly knocked two bamboo poles on the ground, looked back at Shen Jiayu, her eyes widened, and she sighed, wow...do you want to be so violent?
The leader, the bald fat man, had lost the prestige he had just now. He sat on the ground with his head covered, his head raised tremblingly, and the artery in his neck was pressed against a wooden stick.

The wooden stick was not smooth, and there were sharp stubbles at the broken joint, and the tip was against his throat, and the stubble pierced into the flesh, leaving clearly visible bloodstains, full of threat.

Shen Jiayu's black eyelashes were half drooping, and the corners of his narrow, slightly raised eyes were slightly curved, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The beast imprisoned in his heart was released.

After a long absence, Wen Miao felt the ferocious force in him again.

(End of this chapter)