Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 357 Don't let us country people look down on you

The moment Fan Denglong turned around, the truck driver Huang Mao Lun Shao crazily unloaded the truck board, and pulled away the iron bars on the iron cage.

Yu Banghan noticed this and immediately yelled for warning.

"Go to hell with me,"

Needless to say, the teeth of a bulldog will lose at least a few kilograms of flesh if bitten.Seeing the bulldog pounce on that bastard, Huangmao shouted triumphantly.

"I want you to be arrogant, you should know what pain is after a while."

Such a thought just popped up in Huang Mao's heart, and the next second, his eyes were rounded instantly.

I saw a flash of silver light, Fan Denglong had disappeared in place, but the vicious dog that rushed over had already landed on the ground, its head separated from its body, blood splattered everywhere.

"I said, why don't you have a long memory?" Fan Denglong stood next to Huang Mao in a mysterious way, blew a breath on Huang Mao, and said: "You dog has a mad attack, I will kill you for you, is there any problem? "

Huang Mao was dripping with cold sweat, his Adam's apple squirmed, his complexion was pale, and he stammered, "No problem, no problem."

Does he dare to have any opinion?The sword is on the neck.

Fan Denglong's move just now definitely opened Huangmao's eyes.

"Then killing a mad dog for you is not expensive, is it?" Fan Denglong said with a smile.

Huang Maolun's driver's eyes widened, and he looked at Fan Denglong in disbelief.

"What?" Huang Mao exclaimed, his voice raised dozens of decibels.

This fighting dog was bought for 80 yuan, and the training and feeding costs in the middle were also expensive, so he was beheaded with a sword.If it weren't for the sword on his neck, Huang Mao would definitely have a good talk with Fan Denglong.

It's fine to kill his pet dog, but he still needs to be paid, and the mouth is 20.

Robbery?
"You can think so," Fan Denglong seemed to see through Huang Mao's inner thoughts, and held the sword in another hand, and said again: "You can also choose not to give it, otherwise I can't guarantee whether the sword will move forward again. Then two or three centimeters."

Fan Denglong just exerted a little force, and the long sword cut a little skin on Huangmao's neck, and the pain made Huangmao shout without any grace.

"What are you doing? Don't mess around."

The yellow-haired driver shouted from the side.

This is an excellent opportunity to perform. As a dog leg, naturally you have to perform better.

"Is there a place for you to talk here?"

Yu Banghan rushed up, slapped the driver twice, strangled his neck, and pushed him against the car.

Yu Banghan could see clearly that it was this bastard who opened the iron cage just now.

Although he was a bit suspicious that his strength seemed to have increased a lot, Yu Banghan didn't think too much at this time, and just punched the driver in the face.

If it weren't for Fan Denglong's skill, they would definitely be here today.

So Yu Banghan's resentment towards the driver was very deep, and he felt a little puzzled when he punched him down, so he gave him two more slaps.

"Young Master Lun, it's very kind and righteous to accept this little money. You have to be content." Fan Denglong moved the long sword away from his neck, shook it, and said, "Do you know the origin of this long sword? There is no precedent for using it to kill a dog."

The swords taken out of the arsenal also caused a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, and all those who died on the blades were master warriors.

Today Fan Denglong got it, but used it to kill a dog, and only charged 20.

I don't know if the previous owners of the long sword, Youzhi Izumi, would climb out of the grave and strangle that bastard Fan Denglong to death.

"Brother, who goes out with 20 cash with him?" Huang Mao said in a crying voice, but his eyes glanced into the courtyard from time to time.

Surveillance cameras were installed outside the Qianyuan clubhouse. It is impossible for the people inside to not respond to such a big event.

Huang Mao is now looking for an opportunity to drag and drag the people in the club to come.

"You can transfer money online without cash. I don't believe that a young master like you doesn't have 20 yuan." When Fan Denglong said this, there was a cold light in his eyes, and he naturally knew what Huangmao was up to.

However, this idea is destined to be only his wishful thinking.

The people in the Qianyuan clubhouse had already noticed what was happening outside, and several security guards had rushed over, but after seeing the yellow-haired fighting dog chopped off by Fan Denglong with a sword, they all squatted obediently. in front of the door.

"However, if I spend so much money all at once, I will definitely be beaten to death by my father when I go back."

"Just tell your dad that you ate dog meat." Fan Denglong looked at him with a smile, and slapped him suddenly.

Huangmao let out a cry of surprise, quickly retracted his head, and that slap hit the small four wheels behind him, leaving a shocking palm print on the iron plate.

"No matter how long-winded you are, I can't guarantee that you will have such good luck every time."

Huang Mao glanced at the palm print, and immediately became timid, and said tremblingly: "I'll give you money, I'll give you money, don't kill me, don't kill me."

At this time, Huang Mao is not afraid, he doesn't think his head is as hard as that iron plate.

"Wouldn't it be over sooner? Hurry up, we have to go in to watch the game."

Yu Banghan said proudly from the side, but when he mentioned the game, the corner of Huang Mao's mouth twitched.

Originally full of confidence, he wanted to take the fighting dog to humiliate the two rivals, who would have thought that now he could only take it home and stew it.

Tonight, not only did he lose money, but he might also become a joke in this circle.

Even though there were 20 mud horses galloping in Huangmaoxin, he still paid [-] according to the account given by Fan Denglong.

After seeing the money in the account, Fan Denglong patted Huang Mao's shoulder with a smile, "This is not something you can play around with, go back and hold the milk bottle."

For a narrow-minded person like Fan Denglong, what Huang Mao said, he must have to return every sentence.

"Isn't it just 20? Look at your heart, don't let us country people look down on you."

Yu Banghan next to him made up his mind, let go of the driver, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Fan Denglong to the Qianyuan clubhouse.

"Young Master Lun," the driver shouted aggrievedly, covering his swollen face.

Huangmao just slapped him, "Bastard,"

Then got into the car and left the alley.

With this sentence, I don't know whether he is scolding the driver or Fan Denglong.

"This kid will definitely not let it go after he goes back,"

"So what?"

Fan Denglong shrugged, they couldn't stay in the capital for two more days, and when Huangmao figured out their details, maybe they would have gone far away.

(End of this chapter)