Chapter 92

c "Yeah..." The little old man nodded with satisfaction.

"Sir, where is this kid?" Chen Jiansheng pointed at me.

The old man said impatiently: "Didn't you say before that the yes-men reacted to this kid?"

Chen Jiansheng clasped his fists: "That's right."

"Then take off the arm and throw it over there."

"yes."

As soon as I finished speaking, two middle-aged men who had never spoken a word stepped forward and pulled me up from the ground.

"What are you doing! What are you going to do!"

No matter how hard I struggled, it was to no avail. These two middle-aged men picked me up like a chicken.

Sister Hong said anxiously: "No! Not only do you want to let me go, but you also want to let him go!"

The old man shook his head, "Girl, I spared your life because of Chen's reputation. At the Changchun meeting, Chen went to the meeting alone and killed all the commanders of the puppet army alone. You "My father, Chen Xiaohei, didn't pass on glasses Chen's ability, but when it comes to your generation, girl," the old man looked at Sister Hong and shook his head, "They are even more weak."

"Let's do it." The old man said calmly.

Two middle-aged men squeezed my arms harder and harder, and I screamed in pain.

"Click." The sound of dislocated bones could be heard clearly.

Sister Hong turned pale and closed her eyes.

As soon as they let go, I fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and I lost control of my arms.

My left arm was already injured, and now it's more serious, with both arms dislocated.

After receiving the order, the two men picked me up and dragged me away. No matter how much Sister Hong behind me begged for mercy, it was in vain.