C411 Who is more vicious than who

Name:Supreme Stock God Author:Yi Ge Da La
Hearing that Zhou Hao wanted to take away his two index fingers, Wei Yingyang's face changed greatly, and immediately shouted at Zhou Hao: "Zhou Hao, you dare!"

His dream was to play basketball and become a player on the provincial or even national team in the future. If he lost two index fingers, his dream would be ruined and there would be no hope for his future.

And Zhou Hao only crippled his index finger because he knew he was a good basketball player. He smiled at Wei Yingyang: "You don't dare? "Why wouldn't I dare? If I switched roles with you today, I believe you wouldn't let me off, right?"

The two men holding Wei Yingyang were already holding him, and had both his hands on the table.

Wei Yingyang struggled violently, wanting to break free from the grasp of the two men, but one of them grabbed a wooden leg, and stabbed it fiercely into Wei Yingyang's waist.

Ah!" Wei Yingyang cried out miserably, but at the same time, the intense pain in his hands caused him to lose his strength in an instant and he did not move anymore. However, he clenched his fists tightly as he was pressed against the table, refusing to stretch out his fingers.

Wen Xiangdong's hands were holding onto the wooden stool as he heavily smashed it onto Wei Yingyang's wrist. Wei Yingyang screamed once again, his ten fingers trembling as he stretched them apart due to the lack of strength in his arms.

At this time, Wei Yingyang also saw that the pheasant had been dragged back by two muscular men. Its left elbow and left knee had all been shattered, and the broken bones and bones had all pierced through its skin and protruded out. The pheasant's face was devoid of color. Its eyes were tightly shut, and it had already lost consciousness.

Wei Yingyang understood that these people were not joking, and could not hold back anymore. He begged Zhou Hao with a terrified look: "Zhou Hao, I beg you, please let me go, I, I can't be crippled, I still want to play basketball, I beg you, please forgive me."

Zhou Hao shook his head slightly and raised his glass of beer, "You should know the logic of the winner and the loser, right?

Just as Zhou Hao finished speaking, two people holding a sharp serrated saber walked over. The blade was still reflecting a cold light, causing Wei Yingyang's heart to turn cold.

Just as he was about to open his mouth and beg for mercy, an ominous glint appeared in the eyes of the two hulks. Then, they wielded their blades and stabbed towards Wei Yingyang's two index fingers at the same time.

The two sabers stabbed into the table at the same time with a "chi" sound.

As for Wei Yingyang's two forefingers, they were also completely separated from his palms. As the blade was extremely sharp, Wei Yingyang only felt two waves of ice-cold feeling from his forefinger at the beginning.

After a few seconds, he felt the pain. He saw fresh blood flowing out from his hands and slowly spreading on the table.

Ahhh!

This scream was not only because of the pain, but also because he knew that his dream of becoming a basketball player had been ruined.

Zhou Hao and Wen Xiangdong saw that Wei Yingyang had lost his index finger, and the expression on their faces did not change at all, to the point that it caused one's heart to turn cold.

Wen Xiangdong turned his head towards the stall owner inside, the middle aged man with a big military stomach and said: "Old Zhu, where's your fortune? Let it come over."

"Alright." The man called Old Zhu responded with a smile, then he walked into the kitchen and brought out a meter long big black wolfdog.

When Old Zhu came to Wen Xiangdong's side holding onto "Wang Cai", Wen Xiangdong used his chopsticks to pick up Wei Yingyang's two index fingers and placed them next to Wang Cai's mouth, "Come, Wang Cai, let's have an additional meal for you tonight."

"Wang Gui" glanced at Old Zhu and upon seeing that he did not object, he opened his mouth and swallowed Wei Yingyang's index finger. He chewed it noisily and then swallowed it.

"Don't …" Wei Yingyang muttered weakly as he watched the big wolfdog eat his index finger.

He had originally held onto his last hope, planning to take his index finger back to the hospital after Wen Xiangdong and the others leave. If he was lucky, he could still catch it.

But now, even if he cut open the big wolfdog's stomach, there was no hope.

Zhou Hao sipped the beer in mouthful, showing no response to Wen Xiangdong's actions.

Those hooligans who followed the mountain chicken over watched helplessly as the mountain chicken's left leg was crippled, and Wei Yingyang had his fingers cut off. Especially Wen Xiangdong, who, with a straight face, fed Wei Yingyang's finger to the "fortune", that kind of cold and cruel chat made them shiver uncontrollably.

Furthermore, Wen Xiangdong seemed to be obedient to that youth called Zhou Hao. These hooligans couldn't help but think in their hearts, "Is that Zhou Hao really a high school student? Why are you even more ruthless than us? "

Wen Xiangdong said to these hooligans: "If anyone asks you where you went tonight, just tell them you slept at home and didn't go anywhere else. Do you know?"

"Yes, yes." They quickly replied.

Wen Xiangdong smiled and asked: "Where did you guys go tonight?"

"I, we were all sleeping at home, we didn't go anywhere."

Wen Xiangdong smiled and nodded, "Very good, very good. Then, let's disperse. I won't disturb your sleep at home anymore. "

These hoodlums let out a long exhale, thanked Zhou Hao and left quickly after. They probably wouldn't be able to sleep today.

As for Wen Xiangdong, he looked at the mountain chicken on the ground that was still unconscious and Wei Yingyang, who was half-dead on the table, and said to his subordinates, "Send both of them back. Also, clean this place up, don't implicate Old Zhu too."

When both Wei Yingyang and the pheasant were taken away, Wen Xiangdong said to Zhou Hao: "Xiao Hao, you are ruthless, I am going to become a basketball player. If you cut off my finger like this, wouldn't it mean that I would die?"

Zhou Hao took a sip of his beer and laughed: "Uncle Wen, what are you saying, the person who chopped off his finger is one of your subordinates, I have never made a move from the beginning to end, please don't wrongly accuse me."

Wen Xiangdong was startled, then laughed bitterly: "Xiao Hao, you don't need to go back on your monk after you're done with your errands."

When she returned to her living quarters, it was already midnight. Li Ruolan had already taken a bath, but because she forgot to bring a change of clothes, she wore Zhou Hao's wide shirt.

At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, still holding Zhou Hao's《 The Demoness' Conditions》.

Zhou Hao saw that she had a pair of beautiful long legs that were exposed outside of his shirt, so he sat beside her and held her shoulders with one hand while he touched her thigh, "Sister Lan, I'm back."

Li Ruolan smacked her nose, and rolled her eyes at Zhou Hao: "You drank again?"

"Hehe, to meet a friend, I drank a bit. "But no matter, I'm not drunk. I can still 'fight' at night." Zhou Hao said while grinning.

"Not shy." Li Ruolan pouted, and then said: "I didn't realize that your writing skills were actually this good.

Let me see this book you wrote, 'Condition of the Witch'. Although it can't be considered beautiful, it has great control over the plot and could very easily be replaced by someone. " Her voice became softer and softer. "Your description of feelings is very detailed …"

Writing this screenplay about love between teacher and student was very detailed, which meant that Zhou Hao's feelings towards him were very detailed, so Li Ruolan was both shy and moved.

Seeing Li Ruolan's shy appearance, Zhou Hao couldn't help but hug her onto his lap, hugging her waist and said: "Sister Lan, why don't the two of us act in this show personally. I don't think any of us will be able to do it as well."

"How can that be?" Li Ruolan immediately shook her head and rejected, "Won't everyone know about our matter now? That won't do."

In the current world, teacher and student relationship was something that was rejected. If news of the two were to spread, Li Ruolan would immediately lose her job as a teacher, and Zhou Hao would also be under great pressure.

And Zhou Hao was only joking, he knew that this was not feasible.

He then heard Li Ruolan say with a red face: "Xiao Hao, you wrote in the script that the female teacher was pregnant with her student's child?"

Zhou Hao knew what Li Ruolan was thinking when he heard this. She purposely said: "Sister Lan, how about we have a child as well?"

Hearing that, Li Ruolan's body lightly trembled, a look of yearning appeared in her beautiful eyes, but after hesitating for a bit, she shook her head, "I think I will not do it for now, you are still young, so it is not suitable.

Moreover, it's not good for aunty to know about it. My parents will also force you to marry me. "

In fact, Li Ruolan still hoped very much to be able to bear the children of the man she loved, but the actual conditions were not ripe yet, so she suppressed that impulse of her rationally.

Zhou Hao also nodded his head, luckily the pill that Zhou Hao gave Li Ruolan did not have any side effects, and could be used as nourishing medicine.

As for Su Lin, Liang Xiaoxiao, Situ Jianying and the other women who had connections with Zhou Hao, they also drank this kind of contraceptives, in case one day they actually lost their lives.

After spending an enchanting night with Li Ruolan in her residence, the two of them went back to school together the next morning.

But as soon as they arrived at the school gates, Zhou Hao and the others saw that there were quite a few police officers inside.

Zhou Hao laughed helplessly, he knew that once Wei Yuanjun knew that he was the one who had his son cut off, he would definitely call the police.

However, those hooligans who were present last night would not and did not dare to testify at all, and the evidence was also destroyed by Wen Xiangdong's subordinates, so without any evidence and only relying on one of Wei Yingyang's words, they could not sue Zhou Hao.