Chapter 117: Flying front teeth

"Snapped!
"Fuck old gangster!"
"Where did you hide the food?"
In the second-story building, a fierce man with a beard slapped the face of the old man who was tied to a stool.
"Fuck!"
"What do you guys come at me, don't touch my dad."
In this room, in addition to the old man tied to a chair, there are three young men, a middle-aged man and woman who looks like a husband and wife, they are also tied to the corner by hemp rope with the thickness of their fingers. Seeing that the old man was beaten, the man immediately became angry. One of them looked a little like Li Mei. The older man struggled to get up, cursing at his beard.
"Fuck! Return the soldier, that's the virtue."
The beard grinned and sneered, and suddenly raised his foot to hit the man's chest.
"Uh!
The man screamed painfully when he was kicked, and fell directly back.
"Little Army!"
When the old man saw his son being beaten, his wrinkled face was full of tears.
"Hey, a few uncles, don't, don't fight, I really have no food."
The old man kept tearing and begging for mercy, but his beard seemed to be getting more and more vigorous as he heard it. After kicking the man, he jumped up again, punching and kicking the man who fell on the ground.
"Damn, what annoys me most is you stinky soldiers!"
While beard was hitting, he cursed uncleanly in his mouth. It was obvious that he was hitting, but he looked extremely angry.
"brother!"
"Brother Jun!"
The remaining two young men immediately yelled and rushed up, but they were bound with their hands on their backs, struggling to rush up, and they were kicked back by the beard alone.
"Hiss~
On the other side of the room, four men with the same fierce faces sat awkwardly on chairs. A table was placed in front of them. The table was covered with white powder the size of a mobile phone and wrapped in plastic bags. There were five pistols and a few cold grenades.
"Hu, Brother Hu! Don't, don't fight, come, take a few breaths, refresh yourself!"
The sick and skinny man bared with a mouthful of burnt teeth, his tone was abnormally weak, but he gave a feeling of excitement.
"Oh! Fuck, so bad luck!"
The beard kicked his feet again, shaking his head and sitting directly on the table.
"Stab~
The sick man tore apart a plastic bag very slowly and let the white powder spill on the ground.
"Fuck, it's no money!" Seeing the powder fall to the ground on his beard, a burst of anger appeared on his face. He raised his hand and slapped the sick man on the head.
"Hey, Hu, Brother Hu, this is the end of the world, these fans probably won't be able to get any money, it's better to give the brothers a draw."
The sick man was not angry either. He slowly took out a few straws from his pocket and threw them on the table at random. He stuffed a straw into his nostril, and took a sharp breath with the other end aimed at the white powder scattered on the table.
"Hiss~
As if the vibration mode was turned on at that moment, the sick man suddenly put down his straw, leaned back on the chair, twitched, his feet pressed firmly against the ground, and his hands full of sores clasped the corner of the table tightly. , It seemed painful, but a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Bah! Damn it." The beard cursed in a low voice, looked at the man enjoying the appearance, and looked at the powder scattered on the table. The beard uncontrollably picked up a straw and pointed it at the powder fiercely. Suck.
"Ha~~
Just like a sick man, his beard and beard leaned on the chair with a weird look. Seeing that the boss had started, his three younger brothers didn’t hesitate anymore. They hurriedly picked up the straws. After a while, all five of them were gone The mud loach on the surface of the water kept shaking on the chair.
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"brother."
The two young men saw that the five had lost consciousness, and hurriedly climbed to the side of the man who was beaten.
"Brother, are you okay?"
One of the men who looked slightly smaller asked in a low voice with an angry face.
"No, it's okay, Xiaoling, you, can you untie the rope on Brother's hand."
Li Jun reluctantly opened his bruised eyes, rolled over with great effort, and faced Xiao Ling with his hands tied behind his back.
"Using your mouth, untie the rope."
"Okay!" Without any hesitation, Xiao Ling immediately lowered his head and bit on the rope that tied Li Jun's hands.
"Cracking.
Until Xiao Ling's teeth were worn and bleeding, the rope was still firmly tied to Li Jun's hands.
"Xiao Ling stepped aside and let me come."
Li Hongming saw that those people were about to wake up, so he immediately smashed Xiao Ling away, barring two unusually large front teeth, and biting on the rope in Li Jun's hand!
"Zizi~~
Cack!
Hearing a crisp sound, two broken front teeth flew out of Li Hongming's mouth violently, and at the same time, the hemp rope with the thickness of the fingers broke.
Li Jun only felt the pressure on his wrist suddenly loosened. Without any hesitation, Li Jun suddenly turned over, arched up like a prawn, and quickly untied the rope on his ankle with both hands.
"Um~
His beard shook his head, which was still a little confused, as if he was thinking of something, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the corner of the wall.
"Fuck!
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look makes the beard shudder.
I saw that Li Jun had already untied the rope tied to his feet, and he was rushing towards this side quickly, and his beard could even see the hatred flashing in Li Jun's eyes.
"Wow!
Without any hesitation, the beard violently picked up the pistol on the table, too late to aim, and quickly pulled the trigger.
"boom!
A puff of green smoke sprayed out of the gun barrel, and the huge gunfire echoed in this room, whether it was a few people who were still confused or tied to a chair, the tearful old man, Xiao Linger People, the couple who were leaning on the corner, were all over, staring dumbfounded at Li Jun who had fallen to the ground.
"what!
The sharp pain in his thigh made Li Jun unable to stand up at all, pressing his hands firmly, and scarlet blood slowly emerged from his fingers.
"Who! Who!"
Several men who couldn't realize themselves were directly shocked to the ground by this sudden gunshot, and they stared blankly at each other while holding their guns and wearing rough beards.
"Who? Damn, I wake up later and you will all be killed by this kid!"
A trace of anger flashed across his beard and face, but he was actually frightened by the scene just now. If he was even one second at night, it is estimated that he would be the one who took the gun now.
"Give me energy!"
The beard kicked the sick man behind his feet and walked quickly towards Li Jun who fell on the ground.
"Your kid is smart."
The beard cursed and kicked the wound on Li Jun's leg, and at the same time he pressed the pistol to Li Jun's sweaty forehead.
"Aren't you looking for death? I will fulfill you now."