No matter what Jin Ping'an thought, the torture on the messenger's side continued.
"Don't ask me what to say. I will decide how many fingers to leave you based on how satisfied you are with the information."
This time the messenger held two of his fingers at once: "Who is Brother Huo?"
"Brother Huo's name is Zhang Yan! He's the red stick at Xuanlong Bar! Boss Ma's most valued subordinate!"
The boss who finally figured out the cause of the amputated finger changed his previous attitude of hitting him with a stick to make him fart. Now he doesn't care about anything that won't offend anyone.
He vomited out everything he knew: "Zhang Yan used to be a black boxer, because someone forced him to fake matches. He didn't want to be disabled, so he ran away and finally defected to Boss Ma!"
"Every night from 7pm to 4am, if there was nothing going on, he would sleep in the lounge of the bar."
"He must know the person who wants to get the tattoo of the Grimace Hawk Moth. While he was getting the tattoo, he was still talking about the stories he had made in the past!"
As the saying goes, people are like woodcarvings and cannot be defeated without fighting; people are like insects and cannot be defeated without fighting. His attitude perfectly echoes this old saying.
Now when the boss talked about Brother Huo, he was very clear-minded and not afraid of retaliation at all.
All he needs to do is say, "Brother Huo knows where the person you are looking for is. Go find him quickly." '
"How reliable is this information?"
The slight contraction of the messenger's palm brought a strong sense of pressure, and the boss felt as if his fingers had been run over by a car.
"One hundred percent! Because my backer is Boss Ma, and Zhang Yan often brings people here!"
The boss's tone was decisive, without a moment's pause.
He was waiting anxiously for what the messenger would say. No one knew whether this information would satisfy this ruthless man.
The messenger slowly released his hands and helped him loosen his bonds.
"Your money, and yours."
The messenger re-thrown the deposit he had given to the boss to Jin Pingan.
Before throwing it away, he took three pictures from the envelope and took a picture of the boss: "Medical expenses and intelligence expenses, the fingers will be recuperated after being reattached for a while."
The boss showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Thank you, brother."
Looking at the boss who had a broken finger and was lame, Jin Ping'an felt mixed feelings.
It was clear that he had offered a price of 10,000 yuan not long ago, but he refused to give a shit and even had someone beat him up.
Now the situation has changed. He betrayed his family and even got injured all over his body to get 3,000 yuan, which is not even enough for medical expenses.
Why bother?
Jin Pingan sighed in his heart and walked to the front without realizing it.
When he was about to open the door and go out, the messenger grabbed him by the collar.
"Go and open the door." The messenger ordered the boss.
In Jin Ping'an's confused eyes, the boss's mouth twitched, he limped to the door, and knocked three times.
Then he shouted through the door: "It's me."
After doing all this, he pulled the latch and opened the door.
After Jin Pingan came out, he finally understood why the messenger wouldn't let him open the door.
Behind the door, the two apprentices were holding bats and ready to go, waiting to hit the person who opened the door.
The boss sternly scolded the two apprentices: "What are you doing with the bats? Go to work quickly. Have you mopped the floor? Have you finished practicing the totem? What are you doing here stupidly? Why don't you go to work quickly!"
The two apprentices were not fools. Looking at the limping boss, they had already guessed everything.
They returned to their respective posts without saying a word.
After the apprentices bowed their heads, the boss turned around and smiled awkwardly: "The baseball bat is actually used as a reference when tattooing. They are still apprentices, so they often use it to observe."
This reason cannot be said to be far-fetched, it can only be said to be fooling ghosts.
Jin Pingan revealed, 'Are you lying to a fool? ' expression.
The boss is also a veteran, and he pretends that no matter whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
The messenger had an expressionless face and walked toward the door without saying a word.
A little self-defense tip every day.
After making a grudge against others, you must pay attention when you go out to see if there is anyone on both sides of the door. When passing some corners, you must also keep a safe distance of more than half a meter.
Because you may be beaten down by others at any time.
After the two of them walked out of the door, one of the apprentices quietly walked to the door and stuck his head out, looking at the entrance to the alley.
After confirming that they had left, he turned back and gestured towards the house.
The boss was relieved.
"Boss, why are you stopping us?" Among them, Apprentice No. 1 was treating the boss's wounds. He seemed a little worried about letting the messenger and Jin Pingan go.
Not long ago, Jin Pingan took off a piece of leather from a leather recliner, causing him to be scolded.
"Hey, be gentle!"
The boss gasped, making a negligible contribution to global warming.
In the outer city of Jiuhua, a medical kit is a necessity, and bandaging is a must for almost everyone, but don't expect their bandaging techniques to be any better.
"We can't afford to offend that man. He is a hunter with a gun."
Apprentice No. 1 thought for a while and said: "With guns...there shouldn't be many bounty hunters in Qianhua City who are qualified to carry guns, right?"
"He's from Nevada City. Quickly pack up all your valuables and prepare to run away."
After a simple bandage on his leg, the boss no longer worried about the injury on his hand. Compared to this minor injury, all he had to do now was pack his things and leave here.
Apprentice No. 2 was quite puzzled: "Isn't he just a bounty hunter? He shouldn't make such a fuss. Even if he has a gun, can he challenge the entire Jiuhua by himself?"
"You are still young and have never heard of Vice City's name."
The boss has already started to pack away some valuable small items.
While he was packing his things, he was also explaining the seriousness of the matter to the two young men.
The boss asked: "Do you think the underground forces in Qianhua City are powerful?"
Apprentice No. 1 said in a yearning tone: "They must be powerful. They have occupied Jiuhua Outer City, and even the officials can't do anything to them."
He fantasizes all the time that he can reach that level one day.
Apprentice No. 2 echoed next to him, thinking the same thing.
The boss, Leng Xia, said: "Haha, what if I said that the people who built Jiuhua Outer City were just small-time people who escaped from Neihua City and were not well-off?"
"Impossible. If they are still small players, what level are those big guys capable of selling military missiles?" Apprentice No. 2 obviously did not believe what his boss said.
"I'll give you the store. If you want to die, you can keep it here."
The boss didn't bother to explain to these two idiots. After all, good words can't persuade the damned ones.
They are typical Qianhua City youths who enter the black zone out of curiosity, trying to make a big career like the protagonists in the movie.
The boss just took a fancy to the free labor of these two people and tricked them into becoming apprentices. They wanted to die, so he had no reason to stop them.
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