Riding a motorcycle on the road of revenge

Chapter 97: Live, Catch, Turn, Double

Seeing that Gu Yaoqianshu's face had not fully recovered and had gained weight in a short time, Xiaoyue was disgusted again. Then she turned her disgust into strength.

After a few more hits, Xiaoyue suddenly felt a little better.

Does slapping have this effect?

I understand.

No wonder the masters in TV dramas and novels love to slap their servants.

Not only slapping in the face, there is also "needle punishment", and the representative figure is Rong Mama.

Gu Yaoqianshu came to his senses when he was hit for the first time. But he also found that he could not move. He wanted to see the two killers to save him, but as soon as he opened his mouth to call for help, he was hit again.

At first, whenever he wanted to shout, he would just smack his lips.

Then before he was ready to shout, he was hit in the mouth.

In the end, he didn't have the strength to shout, nor did he want to shout anymore, his mouth was smacking.

Even a clay man still has some character. How could he, the Minister of Revenue, be humiliated like this!

He...he, this time, admits defeat!

As the last slap was not restrained, the money tree's mouth opened subconsciously. Xiaoyue could already smell the blood and was afraid that she would be sprayed with something, so she quickly threw the man under the car.

Still landing on the face first.

That sound, in addition to that caused by a heavy object falling to the ground, also included screams of pain and "happiness".

Slapping someone in the face requires a lot of strength.

So it was because my hand slipped that I was able to throw the person out.

The job hasn't been done yet, and the money hasn't been mentioned yet, so she really didn't want to throw the person out.

The fact that he was able to scream out meant that it wasn't a mistake, or at least it was a forgivable one.

Seeing the financier being kidnapped and slapped in the face, the two assassins did not move forward because they did not receive instructions from the financier.

In fact, they don’t want to.

The time has not come, the place is wrong, and the action has not started. They need to conserve their strength.

Seeing the sponsor landed not far from them, the two men looked at each other, then stepped forward together and turned the man over.

Lie face up to avoid suffocating.

They looked at the top of the carriage with great vigilance.

They took action!

The man on top of the carriage did not move.

Do you tacitly allow them to do so?

The two men finally felt relieved, helped the man up, and saw the face of their financial sponsor.

In the dark night, the blood was still clearly visible, and they could already smell the familiar smell in the air.

But when they saw it, they were still shocked, and at the same time they mourned for the sponsor for three seconds in their hearts. They were also glad that they were cautious just now.

His face was definitely swollen, with blood marks piled up one after another. Some places were broken, some seemed to be about to burst with blood, and some places were bleeding.

The blood mixed with the stuff applied on the face when disguising oneself, it was so tragic.

The fake beard on his mouth, which had been blown away by the wind and then glued back on, fell down again and drooped down, covering one corner of his mouth.

Knowing that he would be humiliated, the sponsor might as well have put on a fake face when he changed his appearance before leaving. Who told him to dislike that it was made of dead skin, so he just refused to wear it. He said that he could just change the color of his face and beard to make him look older and sicker.

Now he looks really sick.

The two killers were once again glad that they did not stand up just now.

Is that a hand of that person?

It’s like a bear’s paw!

Look at what his face looks like!

That person's face...

Is it because of that person’s face…

When the two thought about the appearance of motorcycle helmets, they felt horrible.

If it weren't for their years of experience telling them that the aura on that person was that of a living person, they would have almost thought they had seen a ghost.

Forget it, forget it. Let's discuss the next move after all the brothers are here.

"Ahem..." Gu Yaoqianshu was helped up by two people and sat on the ground.

One of the two killers helped him calm down while the other stroked his back.

After he recovered a little, Gu Yaoqianshu felt uncomfortable in his mouth. In addition to the familiar taste, he also felt something granular.

Painful memories popped into his mind.

"Cough cough."

Gu Yaoqianshu spat out a mouthful...

Tears streaming down my face cannot express even one tenth of how I feel at this moment.

"Sixth, ninth, what's going on?"

The two didn't know how to comfort each other, and just as they were worrying, a familiar voice rang out.

"Third brother."

The two of them said in unison, "What a good brother." While they were calling the Third Brother, they also turned sideways so that the Third Brother could see the appearance of their sponsor.

"Old...master?"

The person who came was the killer who was looking for someone.

The man called the Third Brother did not let down his two younger brothers' good intentions, as they saw the miserable state of their financial sponsor.

He was fine when I left just now. How come such a short time has passed? How did he become like this?

There is no sign of shivering here.

I left, but there were still two people protecting me. Did these two brothers leave? Did they not fulfill their duties? Did they fear death?

As he thought about it, his eyes shifted to the two of them.

The two sensed a dangerous aura and hurried to explain.

"Third brother, there is someone on top of the carriage, it's very strange..."

"Hey, where is the person?"

There was no one on top of the carriage.

The two of them were met with questioning gazes from the third brother.

"Third brother, yes, it's true."

"Really? It was there just now."

"Old, the master can testify for us."

"Third brother, before you left, that person, wasn't he..."

The third brother turned his gaze to Gu Yaoqianshu, hoping that he could say something.

Gu Yaoqianshu was really beaten and thrown, and his mouth hurt. He tried hard, his lips trembled, and he opened his mouth and made two movements, and squeezed out two words from his throat with difficulty: "It's... him."

"Hey, are you talking about me?"

Hearing the voices, the four of them immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw the person they were looking for sitting on the shaft of the cart.

"Catch... him."

Gu Yaoqianshu's eyes were blazing with fire and he was gritting his teeth in hatred, but the words he spoke were weak.

"You want to bite me? Go ahead. I'm waiting right here."

"I saw that you lost a few teeth just now. How many teeth do you have now?"

"I don't mind you drinking and making noises, will you come over here? Or should I go over there?"

"you……"

Gu Yaoqianshu pointed at Xiaoyue hatefully.

Looking at the trembling hand, Xiaoyue felt that it was not enough for her to just slap him in the face.

You have to know that the original owner had his limbs broken. The tendons were broken and the bones were shattered. How could the culprit not experience that feeling for himself!

When Xiaoyue thought of the suffering of the original owner, she suddenly felt a piercing pain, like a hurricane sweeping through her limbs and bones. She trembled with pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn those people!

There was a flash of murderous intent in Xiaoyue's eyes.

Perhaps feeling the sudden coldness from Xiaoyue, Gu Yaoqianshu's raised hand suddenly dropped down.

"Alive, catch, turn, double."

Gu Yaoqianshu almost uttered these words through gritted teeth, and then he collapsed exhausted in the arms of a killer.

The third brother hurriedly asked, "Are you serious, Minister Gu?"

"real!"

Gu Yaoqianshu uttered a heavy word from his throat.

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