Chapter Eight Hundred and Forty-Seven

The bodyguard who went to see the car came back soon. Without saying a word, he walked up to Ning Tao and gave Ning Tao a kick, and then handed his mobile phone to Kun Yiming.

In that photo, both doors of the Bentley Bentayga SUV were broken and a rearview mirror was snapped off. As far as this car is damaged, if you take it to a 4S shop for repairs, it will definitely be repaired without hundreds of thousands.

Kun Yiming was almost spit out by a mouthful of old blood when he saw this, and he was furious: "Hit! Hit me! Break his legs first!"

Another bodyguard grabbed a beer bottle on the coffee table and walked over, aiming at Ning Tao's head and smashing it down.

boom!

Beer bottles shattered and shards of glass flew everywhere.

Brother Long said: "Boss Kun, it's not good to see blood here, why don't you leave it to me, I'll take him out of the city, beat him to see if I can get the money for the car repair, and then break his two tendons? Sample?"

But without waiting for Kun Yiming to express his attitude, Ning Tao who was lying on the ground suddenly said: "It's good here, why go to the suburbs."

All eyes fell on the drunk man lying on the ground.

Ning Tao got up slowly, with a smile on his face: "The money for repairing the car is useless, but one life. Do you want it?"

"Damn! He's not drunk!" The bodyguard who took the photo cursed, jumped up and kicked Ning Tao's chest.

Ning Tao didn't even shake, but the bodyguard who kicked him was thrown to the ground.

The other bodyguard froze for a moment, and suddenly stabbed the half of the wine bottle in Ning Tao's stomach.

Ning Tao didn't hide or block.

The half of the wine bottle was firmly stuck in his stomach, but it didn't even puncture his clothes.

"You..." The bodyguard had a horrified expression on his face. He withdrew the half of the wine bottle, glanced at it, and suddenly stabbed Ning Tao in the stomach again.

Ning Tao kicked over, and the bodyguard screamed, and his whole body was kicked into the air, hitting the wall before falling to the ground.

"Hehe, it turns out he's a Lianjiazi, brothers, you guys!" Brother Long roared.

Several tattooed men with flower arms took out their knives and surrounded Ning Tao aggressively.

Kun Yiming said in a cold voice: "Do you fucking know who I am? There are my people in the city. If you don't give me an explanation today and settle the matter, you will die here!"

Ning Tao said indifferently: "I know who you are. There are a few construction workers from the countryside outside. They have worked for you for three months. The daughter at home has a bone tumor. They are waiting for money to save their lives. They will give you money." Kneeling down, you actually said that you have no money, and you drive such a good car without money, and you are still here to spend time and drink?"

Kun Yiming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sneered: "It turns out that he is a person who wants to be a hero. Have you watched too many movies? I have money, but I just don't give money. What can you do to me? You go to the court Sue me!"

Ning Tao lowered his head slightly.

Brother Long said, "Boss Kun, what do you want to do? Do you want a pair of legs or a pair of eyes? Brother, I'll do it for you right away."

Kun Yiming sneered and said, "I don't want him to pay for the car, but break his pair first..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Tao waved his hand suddenly, and a cloud of ink and ink gun air shot out of his palm, and the gun pierced into Brother Long's right chest in that instant.

No one saw how Ning Tao had an extra spear in his hand, they were all dumbfounded.

Ning Tao pulled back, and a gust of fresh blood sprayed out from Brother Long's chest like a fountain, and he fell to the ground clutching his chest.

"Ah—" a man with tattooed arms opened his mouth and screamed.

But the word "Ah" was still in his mouth, and before he could spit it out completely, the bullet pierced into his mouth and came out from the back of his head.

A terrifying atmosphere instantly filled the private room.

It's okay for these tattooed men with flower arms in the mixed society to bully honest people, and they can also deal with ordinary group fights, but when have you seen such a ruthless character who kills at every turn!

Someone turned around and started running.

Ning Tao's hands trembled, and the gun came out like a dragon.

Swish Swish Swish!

After a few punctures, Kun Yiming was the only person standing in the private room in a blink of an eye.

Ning Tao walked towards Kun Yiming with the gun in his hand, his eyes were dark and his face was expressionless.

Kun Yiming's legs were trembling, his crotch was wet a lot, and the urine flowed down the trousers, from his heels to the ground, and the ground was also wet in a blink of an eye.

Ning Tao said indifferently: "If you are still a villain like this, you really embarrass the villain."

Kun Yilong knelt down on the ground with a plop, and tears came as soon as he said it: "No...don't kill me...I will pay those workers, and I will pay them right away..."

Ning Tao said: "Is it great that you have a few stinky money? What's more, your fucking stinky money is still obtained by squeezing migrant workers. The money you owe will be paid back sooner or later. But your life, I want it. "

"No...I beg you...I beg you..." Kun Yiming kowtowed like garlic.

Ning Tao stopped in front of Kun Yiming, his voice was cold: "Look at me."

Kun Yiming raised his head and looked at Ning Tao with tears in his eyes. The skin on his forehead was broken, and a stream of blood flowed down the bridge of his nose: "You say, I will do whatever you want me to do. I will put my I will give you all the money, and my wife will also give you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Tao moved his hand forward, and the gun pierced into his chest with a puff.

Kun Yiming's mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound. His eyes were also wide open, but his pupils were dilated.

Ning Tao said: "I let you watch me, I just want you to watch yourself die."

boom!

A cloud of heavenly fire was released from Ning Tao's body, spread along the gun body of the gun, and ignited Kunshan's body.

Kill evil and collect evil energy.

The heavenly fire burns the evil body, picks the sinews, bones, qi and blood of the wicked, and the vigor of the soul of the wicked, and refines the thick soup.

The fire in the sky became more and more intense. In the black and white flames, Kun Yiming's body quickly dissolved, turning into a ball of liquid energy that was like soup but not soup. It was the size of a fist at first, and then became the size of a pigeon egg after quenching the impurities.

Ning Tao took a spoonful of the big sun gourd, and the grain of liquid energy was put into the gourd.

Afterwards, he refined all the corpses in the house into "thick soup" and put them in the big sun gourd. Even the two bodyguards who passed out did not let go, they killed Cai first, and then refined the thick soup.

These people are the scum and moths of society, and death is not a pity. He killed as soon as he killed, without any discomfort in his heart, on the contrary, there was a sense of pleasure after punishing evil.

This is actually a sign of the rise of blackening.

But compared to the blackened state that required constant "taking medicine" to suppress it last time, this is just a trivial matter now, and he doesn't take it to heart at all.

He was dragged in at first, and the scum and moths in the room were ready to clean him up, but they all disappeared in a blink of an eye. The ground was so clean that there was not even a trace of blood, and there was not even a trace of blood in the air. At such a crime scene, let alone the police came to investigate and solve the case, even the police dogs could not smell a trace.

Ning Tao took out a Tianzi version of the Yingu Town Spirit Talisman from the big sun gourd, pasted it on the correct part, and turned into a woman in a blink of an eye. He stuffed the big sun gourd in his chest, went out, and took the elevator to the KTV lobby.

There was a princess standing at the door looking at the kicked-up Bentley Bentayga, and some young masters were talking.

"With Brother Long's violent temper, do you think it will kill someone?"

"Not at all, the most is to break a pair of legs, and then extort hundreds of thousands or something."

"That idiot deserves to be unlucky. He dared to smash Boss Kun's car with the power of two or two drinks. He didn't know that Brother Long had been thinking about selling building materials into Boss Kun's business for a long time. This time is an opportunity..."

"Has anyone gone to see it? It's been so long, why is there no movement from above?"

"Who dares to go?"

Amid these discussions, Ning Tao went out through the KTV lobby.

The few migrant workers were still squatting on the opposite side of the street, staring at the gate of the KTV one by one, not knowing whether they were waiting for Kun Yiming or worried about that unlucky drunk.

Ning Tao walked over and said straight to the point: "Which of your children is sick? Boss Kun asked me to make sure, and then I will pay you wages."

"I, I, I... My name is Ma Chenggong!" The middle-aged migrant worker stood up excitedly, his voice trembling, "You, are you really sent by President Kun?"

Ning Tao said: "Is this important? Where is the child now, take me to see."

Ma Chenggong followed up and said: "The child is in the shed on the construction site. He was supposed to be sent to the hospital, but he has no money... Boss Kun is really a good person, thank you, thank you."

Ning Tao said with a smile: "Let's go, let's say thank you later."

Several migrant workers took Ning Tao back, walked across the construction site, and went to a temporary work shed built with gussets next to the construction site.

Under the leadership of Ma Chenggong, Ning Tao came to a shed.

The house is messy, dirty, and the environment is poor.

There was a woman in the room. She was not very old, but she looked at least ten years older than her peers. It made people feel sad.

A child was lying on the simple steel frame bed. He was seven or eight years old, and the breath of life was very weak.

Ning Tao woke up the state of his eyes and diagnosed the disease at a glance. The little girl's right leg was indeed suffering from osteoma, but it had not spread yet. The hospital's treatment plan for this disease can only be amputation to save life, there is no other treatment plan.

Ma Chenggong said: "This is my child, the child's mother, please quickly show this lady the hospital's inspection report. She was sent by Boss Kun to understand the situation. If the situation is true, she will pay us wages."

"Really? I, I'll get it right away!" The woman was very excited, and then went to look for the hospital's examination report.

Ning Tao said: "No, I have a friend who also has this disease, and you can tell it at a glance. Give me an account number, and I will send money to you."

"Don't you even read the payroll?" Ma Chenggong is an honest man after all.

Ning Tao said: "Don't look, is five hundred thousand enough?"

Several migrant workers and Ma Chenggong's wife were stunned.

"You, you can't lie to us, right? Boss Kun doesn't owe us that much." A more honest one said.

Ning Tao smiled: "Boss Kun, do you remember that drunk young man, he is my boss, and he asked me to help you. Don't think about it, give me the account number, and I will call you 500,000. You can share it. Let me show this child, I have studied medicine, maybe I can help."

Several migrant workers and Ma Chenggong's wife still looked at Ning Tao like a fool.

Are there really such good people in this world?

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