One Hundred and Eighty Nine: Cangzhou Meng Family Came (3)

"Hmph, don't play tricks with me, tell me! Did you catch a young boy with an excellent appearance?"

The leader is considered well-informed, how could Xiao Er's thoughts escape his eyes?

Immediately waving the whip to demonstrate, there was only a slap in the ear, and the solid gambling table shattered in response. Before the gambler had time to dodge, he was whipped. Get everyone to stay away.

There was only one table on the ground that was mutilated by the broken gambling table, and a howling gambler clutching his waist, with blood constantly oozing from his fingers.

"If you don't tell the truth again, I'll let you all taste what it's like to be whipped later. Let me ask again, did your casino catch a young boy with a very good appearance two days ago! Tell me, did you get caught!"

The whip in that man's hand was extremely thick, about the thickness of two adult fingers, and the long black whip had many thin and dense barbs!

There are more than 20 thin blades attached to the tail of the whip!

With this kind of whip, it doesn't take much effort to draw people's blood with one stroke. If you increase your strength, you may not be able to withstand even one whip, and you will die directly to see the king of Hades.

Xiao Er was relatively close to the leader, and could clearly see the blood dripping from the barb on the whip, and was immediately frightened.

"Small, small..." Xiaoer Dian originally wanted to stiffen his mouth, but when his eyes met the other's, an illusion of death came over him, as if his neck was pinched by an invisible force, making him speechless. words after that.

The other gamblers didn't know what happened, but they also knew that something big might happen to the gambling house.

He wanted to sneak away, but his followers blocked the door, as if he would not let him go until he got an answer.

The shop waiter refused to say that the other gamblers would die, so naturally they just opened their mouths.

"Two days ago, I did catch a young man. I heard that the young man is very beautiful, like a fairy, with delicate skin and good taste..." The gambler was the fastest for a while, but he didn't say anything. After finishing the words, they have been covered by the people around them.

The entire lobby was silent, and everyone felt an invisible chill atmosphere enveloped the audience.

Those gamblers are ordinary people, and their bodies are not even as good as ordinary people. When did they face such murderous aura?

Immediately, the two trembled with fright, and his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, not feeling the pain in his knees at all.

They didn't know that the leader and those followers were also extremely shocked at this moment, so shocked that they forgot how to react.

They are all adult men who have had sex, played with women, and maybe some have played with men. They are very clear about what the gambler said, what kind of scene would happen... At this moment, everyone's mind is only One thought - it's over!

It's really over!

Who is Meng Bing?

The patriarch Meng Zhan's favorite eldest son of the family, the future helm of the Meng family, is now in a gambling house... It's hard to say!

The leader's expression was so gloomy that he even turned livid. He no longer dared to think about the violent storm he would face when he rescued Meng Bing.

The shop clerk was about to cry at this time, he had already realized that the kid he caught earlier,

Horse riding really has a background!

Now that someone is looking for someone to ask for, it is obvious that he is still a stubborn person who is not easy to mess with. How can a small gambling house resist it?

Xiaoer said tremblingly, "People, people... really aren't here... already let go..."

How could the leader believe it?

He would rather believe that these people were motivated by sex, and locked Meng Yi in a small dark room like this, and then that was not harmonious.

With a wave of his hand, the twenty or thirty entourages he brought tacitly guarded all the entrances and exits of the gambling house, preventing anyone from escaping.

"Search!"

With one order, the demolition... No, the search for people began.

The leader stands like a stone pillar, with his arms folded across his chest, and his resolute face is dignified.

The waiter wanted to cry, but when the other thugs received the news and wanted to come up with sticks, one of the attendants directly pulled out the knife from his waist.

r /> Blood splattered, staining the gaming table, as well as the broken silver and gambling equipment scattered all over the place.

Everyone watched helplessly as the thug's arm was cut off, then pierced through his chest, and he fell to the ground with horrified eyes.

Out, out of life!

Blood soon spread, filling the entire lobby.

The timid gamblers covered their mouths and vomited, while the courageous ones turned pale, as if a white wall had been painted with lime.

Although the thugs in the gambling shop are also used to doing things that are devoid of conscience, they still know that they are afraid, and they only dare to seriously injure people, but they dare not kill them. What's missing is a character.

The knives that people wear around their waists are all real goods at a fair price, and they can kill people!

The waiting time was particularly long, and followers came one after another, with gray faces on their faces, but none of them found anyone.

"Uncle, uncle... our small shop did not see Mount Tai, and arrested that little man, but... that night, that little man was already rescued..." The shop boy was trembling in World War II, and the two The skinny leg was trembling constantly.

He didn't dare to tell the truth. If he told the truth, saying that the young man disappeared the next night after he was arrested, it would undoubtedly confirm the fact that the gambler revealed with his big mouth—just imagine how the noble family could bear it. Such humiliation?

At that time, they will really be finished, so some news cannot be admitted even if killed.

After a while, the entourage came back one after another, and the news was very disappointing.

Until the last one, the other party was holding two volumes of letters in his hands, and the letters were covered with a little dust.

These two letters were found in a woodshed, "I found this...boss, take a look..."

He carefully interrogated two thugs and determined that the firewood room was the place where the "goods" of the gambling house were kept.

Because he didn't dare to make his own claims, he didn't open the letter to read the contents.

The leader reached out to take it, and roughly tore apart the neatly bundled cloth strips on the bamboo slips, shaking them off with one hand.

Reading up and down ten lines at a glance, the leader's face suddenly became darker and darker after reading it, as if ink was about to drip out.

Everyone was trembling, for fear that it might contain news that Meng Bing had died.

Of course, there is no such content in reality, but it is not optimistic.

"These people... get rid of them all!"

The leader's eyes flashed, showing a fierce look.

After receiving the order, the other followers did not hesitate, they all pulled out the knives at their waists and walked towards the others.

What are these people going to do?

Whether it was the people in the gambling house or the gamblers, they were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart.

"Killer!"

One of the gamblers couldn't help it, and wanted to rush out the door, his head flew up in an instant, and separated from his body.

The blood splattered wildly on the wall, and everyone was clearly aware of it at this moment.

Die! (To be continued.)