"Old classmate, in the face of our classmates, I don't want to embarrass you. Write down the letter and transfer the shares of Lin's group and Baguio group to me. I'll let you go. If you don't cooperate, don't blame me for being impolite." Fu Lin said in a deep voice. At the same time, Fu Lin waved to the people on the scene. Under the leadership of he Guan, all the players gathered together, took out the shining mountain opener from under the table, and then gradually gathered around.

Su Yang looked around, sneered and said, "Fu Lin, you're so happy to call my old classmate. Do you know how to write shamelessly?"

Fulin said, "it doesn't matter if you want a face or not. I want money and write it right away. Otherwise, I'll cut you off."

"With these shrimps and crabs?" Su Yang glanced contemptuously at the people around him. The most powerful one was he Guan, who was barely a warrior. As for the others, they were not very different from ordinary people.

It's not interesting!

In the face of a group of mobs, Su Yang can't lift his spirits at all. Even in the face of more than a dozen cold shining mountain knives, Su Yang still sits in a chair with a cigar in his mouth and two legs up, and doesn't take the people around him seriously.

A strong sense of humiliation hit Fu Lin's heart, grabbed a knife, pointed to Su Yang and said angrily, "you really ignore us. Do you really think I dare not cut you? Write at once, or cut off your left hand first. "

Fu Lin winked at the people around him, who immediately went over, grabbed Su Yang's left hand and pressed it on the table.

"I'll give you five seconds to think about it. I'm going to start counting now." Fu Lin holds the mountain knife and aims at Su Yang's left hand to make a posture of chopping at any time.

Someone came over with a glass jar, and a large number of broken fingers were soaked in fual solution, which looked very creepy. Other people subconsciously had a cold war.

Anyone, as long as he is a normal person, in the face of this situation, the only idea is to be afraid. You know, cutting off his fingers is more terrible than stabbing him. At least the place where he was stabbed can be healed, but once his fingers are cut off, he will be completely disabled.

Su Yang glances at the jar carelessly, and then looks at Fu Lin's knife. Just as Fu Lin cuts it down, Su Yang pulls back his arm, grabs Fu Lin's left hand and presses it on the table.

Fu Lin noticed that he had already cut his left hand. Half of his hand was cut down by the sharp knife, and the blood gushed out instantly. Fu Lin quickly threw the knife and grabbed it and howled loudly.

"Things that are beyond our capacity." Su Yang quickly nods in Fu Lin's heart. Fu Lin falls to the ground on the spot. Fu Lin, whose heart is interrupted, will die three days later because of the decline of heart function.

Then Su Yang went to the Dutch official.

He Guanjiao drinks and rushes to Su Yang's head with a sharp blade and a roaring sound. He can only see a white light. The Dutch official thought that this knife could hit Su Yang, and there was a glimmer of satisfaction on his face.

For others, the speed of the blade is really fast, but for Su Yang, it's too slow, just like a tortoise crawling. Su Yang quickly reaches out his hand and flicks on the blade. With a clear clatter, the mountain knife breaks into two pieces.