Chapter 1600: Revolt

When I saw my daughter coming out, I was beaten. The blood in the chest of the middle-aged uncle was burned in an instant, and the right hand sneaked into the iron bar next to it. But when I think of my daughter, there is still a future. The consequences of thinking about resistance are very serious. Middle-aged uncle, once again chose patience.
For the family, he can't work with the rich second generation.
People's patience is limited, and his tolerance is already high.
"Wh..."
The tired Ma Rongchao, panting, finally stopped, and said coldly: "This way, you pay me 100,000 yuan, this is even the case. Otherwise, I married your shop."
One hundred thousand, just the number he said casually, did not think too much. In his eyes, 100,000 is almost the same as the one in the eyes of ordinary people.
100,000! ? The middle-aged uncle listened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. However, this fierce light is fleeting, and it is replaced by an honest man who is willing to be bullied. He calmly said to Ma Rongchao: "Well, I will pay you 100,000."
When he finished, he stood up. All of them are mudprints that Ma Rongchao stepped on, and his head was bloody. At a calm pace, I lifted my daughter and walked into the store step by step. Five minutes later, the middle-aged uncle with his hands behind his back and walked out of the store and came to Ma Rongchao.
"Do you want money?" Ma Rongchao said coldly and extended his hand.
"Give you!" The middle-aged uncle screamed, taking a sharp fruit knife from behind, and smashed it to Ma Rongchao with a knife.
His expression is calm and his goal is clear, that is, to lick his heart.
"puff!"
Ma Rong was too untouchable, and the knife in his heart fell to the ground.
In fact, when the middle-aged uncle appeared in the eyes of the fierce light, Xiao Fei knew that he had killed himself. As a practitioner, I feel too sensitive to this terrible murder.
However, Xiao Fei did not remind Ma Rongchao. When the middle-aged uncle shot, he did not stop him. Just cold eyes, Ma Rongchao was killed, when he was a bystander.
I saw the fruit knife on my chest and the blood that overflowed from the middle knife. Ma Rongchao knew that he was dead this time. The intense pain and the feeling of weakness from the body are counting down his life.
At this moment, he was dumbfounded. It seems that I still can't believe it now. The middle-aged uncle who has been swallowing his voice has dared to kill him directly.
At the same time, he is also very unwilling.
His father is the richest man in China. He has billions of dollars, tens of billions of money, and he can't use it all his life. He still has the status. All the second generation of the rich second generation in China, he will be polite to three points when he meets him. What he has is like a huge palace, and ordinary people can't wait.
However, the moment he died. All the money and status have become clouds. The huge wealth palace will collapse in an instant.
Supporting the foundation of the palace is too fragile.
For a long time, he has regarded the poor who have no money as the inferior who can be trampled on him. Think of yourself as a superior in the upper class, living on the top of the social pyramid. However, now, this is the insignificant inferior. A knife, he killed the princess on the top of his pyramid.
He was very unwilling, and his eyes were round and he was not blind.
"Boom!"
A few minutes later, Ma Rongchao fell to the ground and stopped breathing.
Seeing that Ma Rongchao was killed by himself, the middle-aged uncle was actually calm. The hand did not tremble at all, as if he had known the result long ago and faced it calmly.
If it was the beginning, Ma Rongchao beat him, he could still swallow his voice, and sneak a sneak peek. Then he is required to pay 100,000 yuan, which he can't stand.
Beat him, just trample on his dignity. For family responsibilities, he can give up all his dignity. But if he wants to pay 100,000 yuan, he will not give them a living.
You don't give me a way, I will let you die!
Perhaps Ma Rongchao himself would think that his life would be worth tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or even more. However, when he wants someone to pay 100,000, his life is only worth 100,000. If he wants 50,000, his life is only worth 50,000. Five hundred thousand and ten thousand is the number that he usually doesn't bother to look at.
The middle-aged uncle picked up the phone and calmly dialed a number: "Wife, I am killing today. Not because I am impulsive, but because he is damned. I will definitely go to jail and even be sentenced to death. You have to be good. Take care of my daughter for her to study. You, find another person to marry..."
At this time, Xiao Fei went down from the super run.
Appeared in front of the middle-aged uncle, grabbed his cell phone.
The middle-aged uncle stared at Xiao Fei and said in a word: "You are his friend? You call the police, I am waiting here, I will not resist."
"If you give me one time, chances to come back, will you kill him?" Xiao Fei asked.
"Yes! I can't wait to smash him." The middle-aged uncle said coldly, "You can call the police, or you can avenge your friend and kill me!"
"I didn't say that you did something wrong." Xiao Fei said faintly. "He trampled you like a strange person and beat your seven-eight-year-old daughter. He is not worthy of being a man, he is damn. If you don't dare to resist, then it is you."
The middle-aged uncle looks condensed and looks at Xiao Fei.
"However, if you kill him, you will bear serious consequences afterwards. Although you dare to resist, you can't deal with the police. So, you will definitely go to jail and be sentenced to ten or eight years. Even, he is huge behind him. The background will make you sentenced to death. Perhaps you don't care about life and death, but your daughter will lose his father, your old parents will lose their son. Your family will lose financial resources, suffer hardships... all care Your people will suffer for a lifetime because of you."
The middle-aged uncle listened and his face showed a painful look.
"However, things don't seem to be as bad as they think. Everything can go to the good side and develop." Xiao Fei said, handed the phone to him: "You can tell your wife now, just now you said It’s just a joke.

The middle-aged uncle took the call and looked at Xiao Fei in confusion, and did not fight.
At this time, Xiao Fei moved. The fingers flashed a few times on Ma Rongchao's chest, and the blood from the wounds stopped. Ma Rongchao seems to have started breathing again. "Actually, you just stabbed the diaphragm of his heart. That is to say, he did not pierce his heart. If I sent him to the hospital in time, he would still save."
"And I can assure you that he will never dare to retaliate against you in the future."