Rebirth of a wealthy and crazy son-in-law

Chapter 215 Backhand
It seems that he will definitely not let himself go, if he wants to survive, he has to find a way to escape.

But what would he do if there was no one to help him in this environment?

The environment was eerily quiet, except for his provocative voice.

Yang Ming looked around, the lights were dim at this time, if he wanted to escape, he would definitely not find it.

He had learned how to escape before, and the technique of this rope was not difficult, so he untied the rope while listening to him rambling about Yang Ming.

Feeling loose for a while, Yang Ming was overjoyed, but he didn't show it on his face. The man was still immersed in anger and kept talking.

"You know how much I hate you, you know? I feel like I want to kill you every moment, but you don't deserve me to do it, you know?"

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability. Even if you catch me, what's the use of using dirty methods?"

Yang Ming was provocative at the side, and sure enough, the man was all over for a while, and then he said something fanciful.

"If you have the ability, kill me, otherwise I will look down on you, and you are just a coward who works for others."

Yang Ming led him here in order to catch him and find an opportunity to fight back.

If you take the initiative to attack at this time, you will definitely startle the snake, and you can only take advantage of his unpreparedness.

"you!"

Sure enough, the man was so angry that he walked over and was about to punch him, but at this moment Yang Ming saw him approaching, suddenly jumped up, and kicked him between the legs.

Immediately, the man howled like a pig. He was about to get up when Yang Ming grabbed his heel, which was the seven-inch position, and pressed him hard on the ground.

Before he could make a sound, he covered his mouth and nose, the man screamed, and he sat on the sedan chair for a while, stepped on his foot bone, and heard a crisp cracking sound, his foot was considered useless up.

But the man was very burly, and Yang Ming was rushed to his side.

The man got up quickly and threw a punch, but Yang Ming stretched out his hands and toes to practice even in the dark. Sometimes he threw himself into the air, and Yang Ming turned directly behind.

There was only a loud plop, and it was pressed down again.

The man wanted to struggle, but how could Yang Ming let him escape, that punch after punch made him beg for mercy.

He used all his strength and was not accepted by anyone.

"Help, please let me go, don't hit me, don't hit me."

Yang Ming sneered: "Where did that ruthless energy just now go? I thought I had a lot of ability, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

"Hey, I'm sorry, I was wrong, what crime did I do?"

Seeing Yang Ming's ability is so great, he cried out immediately with a mournful face.

"Is it okay if I'm wrong? Hero, don't slap me in the face, I don't want to disfigure my face."

"It's useless to regret it now."

Speaking of raising the knife, he suddenly screamed again.

"You!" The man was furious, before he could yell out, he felt the cold tip of the knife very close to his face, and now it was his turn to threaten.

"Shut your mouth, if I hear you screaming, I will be the first to pull you back."

He lowered his voice, and at this moment, there were countless people around who could only play hard to get.

Only a ray of light coming in from the window, refracted straight, can faintly see the environment inside.

This knife was brought by Yang Ming when he came in before, but luckily he didn't take it away.

It may be that he underestimated the enemy, which allowed Yang Ming to seize the opportunity again.

There was a ruthlessness in the voice, and the man shut his mouth obediently in an instant.

It turned out that Yang Ming had planned a long time ago. It is impossible for him to be threatened, so he made preparations early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, it still came in handy.

Just like before, Yang Ming tied him tightly to the pillar, the man begged for mercy, his voice was not as confident as before.

"Hey, brother, I beg you, please don't do anything to me. I have seniors and juniors, and the whole family relies on me to support me alone."

"Since you know I'm not easy to deal with, you still come to provoke me, aren't you here to seek death?"

All of a sudden, the aura in the room changed for Yang Ming, and his whole body was covered with a layer of cold aura, which seemed to be able to freeze people to death.

Originally, he didn't want to provoke others, but there were always some people who didn't know how to live or die took the initiative to come up to make him angry.

Yang Ming sneered: "But since you hit a dead end today, I won't let you go. Tell me, do you want to tell the truth or I cut off the flesh on your face with a knife."

He never showed any unsympathy for those who wanted to harm him, and it was very frightening just looking at him.

"you!"

Seeing Yang Ming's knife getting closer and closer, after all, he could already feel the sticky liquid flowing out of his face, the man immediately frightened and said tremblingly.

"I said I said okay? Please don't destroy my face, my God, what evil did I do to become like this now."

Only then did Yang Ming put away the coldness in front of his eyes: "I can't live with my own crimes, and now I can let you go if I tell you."

As he spoke in a subdued voice, there was a sense of cruelty: "Don't tell me quickly, don't blame me if you don't say anything, I'm not polite to you."

Yang Ming was going to be very angry. Mo Yutong must be in a hurry if he didn't reply for such a long time. It would be dangerous if he went alone.

At this moment, he was like an ant on a hot pot. He was very anxious and couldn't go out. His heart seemed to be burning with anger, and he wished he could beat him to death.

But the reality is that Yang Ming really has this idea to realize.

The man was trembling, trembling all over.

"Looks like I still have to show you how powerful you are."

The man sighed, and said with a wry smile on his face, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that someone sent me to catch you."

"who?"

Yang Ming followed up with questions.

There was no other way, so the man had no choice but to say, "I don't know, anyway, the person who gave me the money seems to be called Dali."

"vigorously?"

"Who is this guy?"

"I don't know." He showed a decadent look, as if he couldn't believe that Yang Ming could defeat him.

"However, I advise you that it's better not to overestimate your own strength. If someone can send me to catch you, you should also know how capable he is. If you go to find him, you will kill yourself."

Yang Ming squinted his eyes, the tip of the knife was still sticking to his face, and the man tremblingly called out: "Hero, don't cut my cute face with one hand, please let me go, what do you want?" What do you want me to say?"

"Didn't you say that you were looking for your own death? Why don't you let me back you before you die."

Yang Ming touched his face, like Satan from hell, he was never polite to anyone, especially those who endangered his own life.

"Hey, look at my mouth, it's like a dog can't spit out ivory, you are so powerful."

As Yang Ming spoke, he could only see the expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)