Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 743 Zhao Gang Was Fascinated

"Will the kid wake up?"

"Impossible, strong drug, spray on the face, he won't wake up in two or three hours."

"Then I don't worry. I blame this kid. It's not good to offend anyone. I have to offend Boss Huang Tian Huang."

"Stop talking nonsense for now, hurry up and get to work, and you won't be scolded when you become the boss."

Everyone didn't dare to continue talking, and concentrated on their work.

Zhao Gang felt a splitting headache and fatigue, just like what the man said.

This uses a very strong drug.

If Zhao Gang hadn't insisted on exercising for so many years, his body would be different from ordinary people.

Otherwise, it would have been explained here.

But at this time, the stamina of the drug is still very strong, Zhao Gang needs to regain his consciousness as soon as possible.

Zhao Gang got angry and opened his eyes with difficulty.

I moved my fingers again, trying to wake up the brain with the movement of my fingers.

"Here, take him down."

When Zhao Gang heard someone talking, he slowly closed his eyes. He wanted to see who it was that dared to kidnap him.

Since he was a child, he has been practicing a set of ancient martial arts with strange moves.

If things go on like this, his body is different from ordinary people, and his qualities in terms of endurance, resilience, and explosive power are far beyond ordinary people.

This is also Zhao Gang's reliance.

Pretend to be in a coma, and kill with one more blow!

He would like to see who took so many troubles to kidnap him.

He was lifted by all fours and thrown on the ground like a sack.

Zhao Gang, who closed his eyes tightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and the smell of soil mixed with grass leaves invaded his nostrils.

Damn, don't you want to bury me alive?
"Gangzi is really useless, isn't he awake yet?"

"Take it down and throw it to the doctor."

"Someone help me again, this kid, why is he so skinny?"

As the swearing got closer, Zhao Gang resisted the desire to open his eyes, and was lifted up again.

Shaking all the way, it was really uncomfortable.

After walking for about 5 minutes, people one after the other threw Zhao Gang heavily on the ground, this time on the concrete floor.

There was a muffled "boom".

Zhao Gang groaned in pain, suppressed his voice to the minimum, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Wake me up!"

A man's high-spirited voice came from not far away. Zhao Gang was wondering where he had heard this voice before, and when he poured a basin of cold water, his heart felt chilled.

Tolerate!
Zhao Gang gritted his teeth, pretending to be confused, and slowly opened his eyes.

Two people next to him roughly picked him up, put him on the stool, and tied his hands to the back of the chair with rope.

Perhaps Zhao Gang's limp and powerless appearance was played too well, and the person who tied him tied him up very casually, hastily.

Through the gap between dripping water drops on his forehead, he also saw clearly his situation.

It was in an empty, abandoned warehouse, and the smell of dust and decay penetrated into the tip of the nose.

In front of his eyes, there was a circle of people, each of them was a tall and strong man with muscular muscles and a knife in his hand.At a glance, there are more than 20 people.

In the middle of the crowd, a grand teacher's chair was placed, on which sat a strong man carelessly, it was Huang Tian!

That domineering man who was punished by Zhao Gang when he was saving the old man who owned Xinmang ancient coins.

With a cigar in his mouth, Huang Tian looked at Zhao Gang, as if looking at a dead person, the fat on his face was piled up together, and his bull's eyes were fixed on Zhao Gang.

It was this kid who dared to hit himself last time.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring and waved at the people next to him.

"This kid hasn't woken up yet, give me a few slaps to wake him up!"

Standing next to him was a bamboo stick-like man with mischievous eyebrows and mouse eyes. As an excellent dog leg, he immediately volunteered after hearing this.

Walking in front of Zhao Gang, Zhu Gantiao snorted coldly and said condescendingly, "Who told you to offend someone you shouldn't?"

He swung his palm round and slapped him hard.

Zhao Gang raised his eyes just in time, water was still dripping from his hair on his forehead, but he couldn't block those eyes.

As fierce and cold as a wolf, Zhu Gantiao's heart trembled, but the slap had already fallen.

There was a crisp sound of "snap".

A bright red slap mark appeared on Zhao Gang's face, and the taste of fresh blood filled his mouth.

The bamboo pole originally wanted to hit the other side, but was frightened by Zhao Gang's eyes, and his legs were trembling.

"What are you doing, why don't you continue fighting?" Huang Tian said unhappily.

"I..." The bamboo pole faltered.

Zhao Gang opened his mouth, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, "Can you try again?"

The voice was light and fluttering, a little weak.

But what he heard was like thunder in the bamboo pole's ears. He was so shocked that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

"Worthless thing!" Huang Tian cursed, stood up, and pulled him aside by the collar of the bamboo pole.

Zhao Gang felt a bigger shadow cast over his head, and he was trying his best to restore the activities of his whole body.

Now, all it takes is the left foot.

"Do you remember? Little bastard?" Huang Tian sneered from above his head, he grabbed Zhao Gang's hair and pulled it up violently, forcing Zhao Gang to look up at him.

Looking at the blood stains at the corner of Zhao Gang's mouth, Huang Tian's heart was filled with vengeful pleasure.

"Didn't you think so? You had a great time beating me at the time. Did you ever think that the retribution would come so soon?"

Zhao Gang turned a deaf ear to Huang Tian's warning, his eyes fell on a piece of blood jade hanging on Huang Tian's neck.

Different from the blood jade that appeared at the auction before, which was jointly made by Duan Tiande and Qiu Wei, this piece of blood is thicker and thicker, and mottled blood can even be seen in the jade.

"Oh, wearing such a thing. You will die."

Zhao Gang said softly, those eyes were looking at Huang Tian without emotion.

Huang Tian's heart also trembled suddenly, as if he suddenly understood why the bamboo poles couldn't be let go.

Muttering something evil to himself, Huang Tian said nonchalantly: "Death? Is it up to you?"

As he said that, Huang Tian's heart was beating a bit. He shook off Zhao Gang's hair, and wiped water on his pants in disgust.

"Damn it, call me! It's really dirty my hands."

Huang Tian cursed and gave an order, and more than 20 strong men around rushed forward.

Zhao Gang was tied to the stool, and they didn't think that Zhao Gang would be able to get rid of the effects of the anesthetic. They punched Zhao Gang to the flesh non-stop.

A few punches hit Zhao Gang's face, blood flowed out immediately, and he couldn't help retching twice.

"Stop!" Huang Tian yelled at the right time, stroking his sizable stomach, and swaggeringly walked in front of Zhao Gang.

"Master Ben, I'll give you a chance. Get down on your knees and call me Grandpa a hundred times. I'll spare your life today!"

Zhao Gang spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I'll give you a chance. Get down on your knees and call ten thousand grandpa, otherwise, you will die!"

Huang Tian originally thought that what he heard would be begging for mercy, crying bitterly. After all, he had seen too many people like this, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence.

"What did you say?" Huang Tian moved his multi-layered jaw, he suspected that he had heard wrong.

Zhao Gang's condition looked very unbearable. His short sleeves with his arms exposed were covered with bruises. Don't imagine that there would only be more scars under his clothes.

(End of this chapter)