Kaman knelt down on one knee and looked into White's hateful eyes.

I probably haven’t seen it before, but the anger inside is clear.

"Friend, let me go. I'll give you double the amount of money the other party gives you. You can collect it as a bearer check at any time!" He put his hand in his arms and took out the checkbook.

The corner of Kaman's mouth twitched and he hit his wrist with a stick.

Kaman howled in pain and fell to the ground, clutching his wrist.

This time, it hurt him to the bone.

The two bodyguards were grabbed and had their heads pressed against their heads, lying on the ground and not daring to speak.

I can only put my head on the ground silently and pretend not to see it.

The blonde was already huddled under the car, covering her face with her hands, secretly looking through her fingers, and she was so scared that she yelled.

But Mustache went up and gave her a kick, letting her know that she should stay calm no matter what.

So now the blonde is trembling honestly.

White basically adhered to the purpose of quick victory and ignored Kaman's yelling.

With a wave of his hand, several people followed him at the same time.

"Mr. Kaman, it won't be long. Please hold on." White sent a thoughtful greeting and raised the bat high.

A minute later, Kaman's throat was torn and he couldn't scream anymore.

White and others were holding their bats and looking coldly at Kaman rolling on the ground.

He is still energetic and can roll very well. This may have something to do with his relatively round body.

"A hundred times more energetic!" White sighed and added, hitting Kaman's fat thigh.

Kaman had three broken limbs, and only one hand, the left, could still move, but his meager strength was not enough to support his huge body to escape, so he could only howl on the spot.

"Okay, stop barking, that's it for today!"

White waved his hand, and the two younger brothers, holding shotguns, followed White and prepared to retreat.

"Brother, stand up? Upright?" The man with a dreadlocked mustache and a minotaur mask issued a soul torture.

White became impatient. He had been acting for more than a minute now, and he could see someone calling the police in the distance.

After all, this is a rich area that has seen ghosts.

When the police are called, those notes will come at the speed of attending the funeral of a biological father.

Time is running out.

White grabbed the shotgun and turned around.

Kaman was shocked.

The smell of urine came out from under me.

The two bodyguards who had just stood up quickly raised their hands and knelt down obediently.

It is definitely unwise to go against someone with a firearm at this time.

And they saw that when this guy hit someone just now, he was quite skillful.

If you hit the leg with a stick, it will almost break immediately.

Ordinary people cannot do this kind of thing easily, which means that the other party has at least learned and knows where to hit to do the most damage and where to kill with one blow.

Although they will not be their opponents.

But they don’t have guns now.

If you resist, there is a 50% chance of grabbing the gun and knocking the opponent to the ground.

But it’s hard to tell if there’s a 50% chance.

Maybe an accomplice came over and shot his head full of steel balls.

It may also be that they relied on their keenness and intuition on the battlefield to defeat the opponent.

But there is only a 50% chance, which is not enough for them to act rashly after thousands of lives and deaths before they can enjoy life.

And Kaman has become like this.

Their salaries for the second half of this year are destined to go to waste, so why bother working so hard for a useless person?

So the two people immediately knelt down and surrendered in the most standard posture.

Although their opponents were full of loopholes, in line with the idea that doing more is worse than doing less, the two of them still sacrificed their knees.

The blonde is even worse.

Huddled next to the car, he had lost his expression management function and wanted to scream, but was frightened by White's ferocious aura.

Kaman was horrified.

"I have money, give you money."

"Do you think we are short of money? My boss said that I will make it difficult for you to straighten up..."

White kicked hard.

Kaman burst out from his throat with an earth-shattering hoarse cry, and he couldn't even try to cover his vital organs and scream.

I can only shout to the sky with my body trembling.

"Okay, let's go."

The siren sounded arrogantly in the distance, reminding several people to leave the first scene quickly.

"I'm taking advantage of you! Old man."

White left the scene with a few people in a swagger, got into a car without a license plate, and quickly left the scene.

Three minutes after several people left the scene, a police car arrived late.

By the way, the ambulance was called and arrived at the scene with screams of surprise.

Kaman's face was a sketch of tears, sweat, snot, and saliva intertwined together, making him look miserable.

Almost every muscle is trembling.

The fat on the face is trembling, and lines are popping out bit by bit, rippling out, squeezing sweat from the skin, and drilling down along the ravines on the face.

"It seems serious." The policeman came down and pressed his legs. His stomach was hindering his operation.

The doctor took out the stretcher from the ambulance. The two took a look and judged that Carter's condition was worrying.

"Comminuted fractures of both legs and comminuted fracture of the right arm..."

The doctor looked at the irregular and twisted condition of Kaman's limbs and immediately concluded that this guy had three broken limbs.

"There seems to be something more serious."

Another doctor poked his head around, looking uncertainly at Kaman's trembling waist.

Although Kaman is only half a human, he still spares no effort to move his waist and try to move his legs, as if something extraordinary is happening.

Looking at the marks on his high-end suit pants.

There are full 46-yard footprints on it.

Still stuck to the mud.

Everyone, including the police, was relatively speechless.

At this time, the frightened onlookers had bravely come over to watch.

"Seven people, two with guns!"

"Shit, there are five people with guns. If there were two people, we would have come up long ago. We are not afraid at all."

"Idiot, all seven of them had guns, and they even stole two of them."

As he said this, someone pointed at the bodyguard who was on the side and had nothing to do with him.

It proves that the two guns he saw were snatched from these two guys.

"A very fierce guy, maybe a robbery."

"I think they are seeking revenge. They didn't seem to steal his money, and people who rob him of money would not be so cruel to targets who don't resist. From my inference, they are seeking revenge."

"Who knows, maybe it's love and hatred, maybe it's the result of being unkind, but those people are pretty ruthless."

"It's so pitiful. He may never be able to stand up again in his life. May God bless him."

"Haha, that's hard to say. God is not willing to bless a bad person..."

"..."

Amid everyone's chatter, Kaman was carried into an ambulance and sent away.

The police also stayed at the scene to conduct routine inquiries.

What is unexpected is that a local snake like Ye Paris, who is known for his quarrels, actually doesn't know anything about it.

When asked, they were told that the other party had a gun in their hand and they did not dare to participate.

This suddenly makes people feel that there is something important.
Chapter completed!