Under one person: I will send you this little uncle’s thought

"President Feng, don't send it. Guo Jiwu said politely to Feng Zhenghao, and when he saw Feng Shayan's slightly angry eyes on the side, he suddenly smiled.

"Why didn't you see Jia Zhengliang, didn't he join Miss Feng that night? If he joins, our chances of success will be greater, we still have something to do, see you back."

Guo Jiwu and Wang also walked not far before they heard Feng Zhenghao's voice reprimanding Feng Shayan.

"Guo Jiwu, you wait for me!" Feng Shayan looked at Guo Jiwu who was walking away through the glass, I don't know if Guo Jiwu sensed it, and just turned around and waved at her.

Feng Shayan snorted coldly and took out a middle finger.

"It's noon. Wang also scratched the back of his head and smiled: "Do you really want to do this? Feng Zhenghao's strategy is too shady."

"I can't help it. Guo Ji said with his hands: "In the final analysis, we are just individuals, and we can only target Wang Ai, and the grudge between us and the Wang family has not yet reached the point of irresolvability, but their Feng family is different."

"If you think about the screams of Feng Xingtong being forced to disperse Wang Zizhong's soul at that time, I have never heard anyone shout so heartbreakingly, the two of them are already at the point of endless death now, if I can only keep one, of course I choose the Feng family with relatively good character."

"Not quite right.

Wang Ye's eyes were bent into a funny face: "You guy is very wrong, this kind of obviously thankless thing is not like something you would do."

Guo Jiwu looked sad: "Lao Wang, Lao Wang, am I such a person in your heart?"

"That's right, you are like this." Wang Ye looked like he saw through him: "Say, don't you take a fancy to the Venerable Master Feng Shayan, just your obscene Qi at every turn, the blind can also see your intentions."

"That's too much, I'm not the kind of planter who can't walk when I see a woman. "

Yes, you're a seeder who can't walk on high-quality beauties. "

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Two days later, Wang Ai sat calmly in the room, although there were no words, the people next to him could still feel the terrifying killing intent suppressed by Wang Ai.

It has been more than a month since Guo Jiwu abolished one of Wang Ai's arms, and Wang Ai has also gathered the hands and feet of his precious grandson Wang He, and if he is waiting for the unknown opponent to send it, the next one is likely to be Wang He's head.

"Old man Wang, I won't say anything to persuade people, you can only have a chance to take revenge if you take care of your body. The man in sunglasses in a black suit standing next to Wang Ai took out a golden brocade box of about one meter and placed it on the table next to Wang Ai.

Wang Ai's eyelids suddenly jumped when he saw the brocade box, and the last thing he wanted to see now was any box, because the hands and feet of Wang He who were sent over were sent from the box.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a deal with the other party now, Wang Ai would definitely let the guy in front of him also taste the torture of his precious grandson.

The man in sunglasses didn't seem to know what Wang Ai was thinking, and still smiled and opened the golden brocade box, which contained a complete and healthy arm.

It may not be appropriate to describe a severed arm as healthy, but this arm is as alive and powerful as it is still on the human body.

Looking at the appearance of this arm, the original owner should be a young man, but I don't know why this arm was sent to Wang Ai.

"Old man Wang, this arm was found for you by our president with a lot of effort and resources, and I believe that after you connect this arm, your strength will definitely be better than before. The man in sunglasses brags about the appearance of this arm, like a street vendor.

Wang Ai stroked the right arm with her left arm, and as soon as she made contact, Wang Ai felt the vitality and elasticity of the young man's skin.

"This arm, indeed, is good. Said well, but Wang Ai closed the brocade box and said with a sad smile: "However, the old man doesn't quite understand, President Qu seems to be too good."

"Your Yaoxing Society took the initiative to find the old man, saying that he could find an arm that suited me, so we reached a deal.

Wang Ai's eyes shone with a cunning light: "However, what you want me to pay is just money, although this money is enough for ordinary people to spend a lifetime, but it is just a string of numbers for your President Qu, why do you want to help me to this point." The

man in sunglasses smiled generously: "The president said, anyone will be the icing on the cake, and it is rare to send charcoal in the snow, what our president wants, of course, is not these vulgar things, but I hope that the Wang family will tide over the difficulties in the future and become our most honored partner."

"Partner, interesting, this arm, the old man will accept it." Wang Ai laughed suddenly.

The man in sunglasses scolded Wang Ai, the old fox, in his heart, and opened the brocade box again without leaking water on the surface, and took out the arm: "In this case, please also ask the old man Wang to expose the wound on his right arm and let the junior attach the arm to you."

Wang Ai glanced at him, silently unbuttoned his clothes, and took off the empty right sleeve, revealing the wound on his right arm that was amputated by Guo Jiwu.

The man in sunglasses was still wearing thick black sunglasses at this time, and on the hands holding the arm, several smaller blue Qi hands appeared, the big hands held the small hands, and put the arms on Wang Ai's wound together.

The little blue hand wandered between the wound and the arm, as if sewing clothes, and kept threading through Wang Ai and this arm.

"Senior Wang Ai, it will be a little painful, please bear with me. The sweat on the head of the man in sunglasses oozed the size of a bean, and he looked very struggling.

The pain of this arm connection directly made Wang Ai feel a cool breath rushing to his head, this is simply the same pain as being tortured, even if he was cut off by Guo Jiwu, his arm has never hurt so much.

"Okay, good boy, you, you'd better not mean it. Wang Ai was gloomy, her big face trembled, and she threatened the man in sunglasses.

The man in sunglasses didn't dare to be distracted and didn't answer.

Wang Ai looked at the sweat on his head, gritted his teeth and said no more.

"Master Oi, there's news!" suddenly came a knock on the door and the man's excited voice.

Wang Ai glanced at the man in sunglasses, endured the pain and said to the person outside the door: "If there is anything, say it outside the door." The

person outside the door also knew that Wang Ai had a strange personality, so he didn't dare to ask why, so he said directly outside the door: "The person who followed Wang Ye before has news, and Wang Ye is now fighting with people, and he can't run

away for a while!" Wang Ai still asked a little cautiously when he heard the news: "Who is he fighting with, is the other party very powerful?"

The voice outside the door paused, and just when Wang Ai was about to get impatient, the voice sounded again: "Yes... Guo Jiwu.

The only remaining reason was completely expelled by hatred, Wang Ai looked fiercely at the man in sunglasses who was holding his arm: "How long will it take?" "

If you can endure more severe pain, old man, five minutes will be fine." The man in sunglasses wiped the sweat from his head and said.

Wang Ai grabbed the man in sunglasses and roared: "One minute! I can bear the pain of Lao Tzu, I must pick it up within a minute, otherwise you don't want to go back to the Yaoxing Society!"

A minute later, Wang Ai left in a car with a large group of people.

The man in sunglasses changed his tired appearance just now, took out his mobile phone and dialed Qu Tong's number: "President, the situation has changed, Wang Ai, this old guy seems to have fallen into Guo Jiwu's trap."

Qu Tong on the other end of the phone said: "Heh, it seems that this old guy has offended a lot of people, how about it, when he was fitted with an arm, he suffered several levels of pain." "

According to the president, I added ten levels of pain to him, and finally he suddenly asked for it to be over in one minute, so I raised it by two levels.

Qu Tong, who was sitting in a dimly lit room, held a red wine glass in one hand and a phone in the other, and said, "In this case, your task has been completed, and you can die." "

Thank you, President. The

man in sunglasses hung up the phone, took off his sunglasses, revealing his pupils that glowed blue, and then, with a smile, ended his life with lenses.

"Zizhong, I can't save you, at least, let me do something for you that a wife should do. Qu Tong finished speaking, drank the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, picked up a scalpel, and walked to the dark depths of the room.

The pungent smell of blood came to his face, Qu Tong ignored it, pinched the tip of the knife and said to the person who was tied up in front of him.

"How many times have you been allowed to grow hands and feet again? I'm curious how many times you can endure torture, Wang

."