Ding Peng is not stupid, he naturally knows what I want to express.
I just want him to stay!
For a moment, Ding Peng's expression changed drastically. He was as alert as a wolf. He slowly backed away and put his hand into his pocket.
"Brother Yu, you have violated a taboo in the park by doing this. If Brother Biao knew about it, he would definitely not agree, right?"
I nodded, "You are right, but who will tell him? You? Do you have this chance?"
After saying that, I winked at Old Wei.
Old Wei kicked Ding Peng six or seven meters away with a side kick, causing him to roll on the ground clutching his chest in pain.
Who is the kind of person Lao Wei hates the most?
It’s definitely a snakehead!
Because Wei He was most likely abducted by a smuggler.
When he learned that I wanted to engage Ding Peng, the smuggler, Lao Wei immediately agreed without even asking why.
When I also knew that I was abducted and trafficked to northern Myanmar by this guy, I became even more angry, and naturally he would not show mercy!
After being kicked down, Old Wei stepped forward to search him and took out the mobile phone, dagger, and the nearly 300,000 yuan in cash he had just earned from Ding Peng's pocket.
I have long said that he has the life to take the money, but he has no life to spend it!
I didn't rush to get started, and took out the carton of cigarettes and two bags of tea from the car.
At this time, Ding Peng also regained his breath, stood up tremblingly, and looked at me with fearful and sinister eyes, "Brother Yu, we had no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges recently, why are you doing this to me?"
I took off my mask, looked at Ding Peng and said with a smile, "Brother Peng, do you still remember me?"
Ding Peng stared at me carefully. Maybe it was too long, or maybe the scar on my face changed part of my appearance, so he failed to recognize me.
"A year and a half ago, you said you would take us to Yunnan for team building, but instead you took us to Xiaomengla. Do you remember that?"
"Not yet? Let me remind you again, there is a girl named Yang Mengmeng who came with me. This time, you should have an impression, right?"
Ding Peng seemed to remember, his eyes suddenly shrank, "You are the one?"
He still didn't think of it, but I didn't care. I nodded, "Yes, I am one of them."
"Thanks to you, in that wild park, I was beaten, humiliated, had my fingers cut off, put in a water jail, and almost lost my life."
"Thanks to you, I was moved to a new campus, my hamstring was picked up, my face was disfigured, and I almost lost my life."
"You said, for such a big 'favor', if you get a fucking cigarette and two boxes of tea, can I accept it?"
"Can I fucking pick it up!!"
With a roar, I threw the cigarette and tea leaves directly on Ding Peng, then stepped forward and punched Ding Peng one after another with my fists with fingernails!
Amidst Ding Peng's wailings, I vented my full anger!
Maybe someone told him that he even beat him! You should thank him!
If not Brother Peng, can you come to northern Myanmar?
If you had not come to northern Myanmar, would you be able to experience this roller coaster of life?
If you are not Brother Peng, can you sit in the park and take the lead?
Yes, I admit that Brother Peng is both the culprit and the indirect promoter of why I am here today.
Let’s forget about the grievances between us, what about Ningxia?
Where is the dead Yang Mengmeng?
And what about those Chinese people who were abducted and trafficked by him and did not know whether to live or die?
Do we all need to thank this bitch? ?
Therefore, it is not a loss for me to beat him, because I am not only beating him for myself, but also for those Chinese who are full of anger but have no chance to beat Ding Peng!
At first Ding Peng fought back at me, but as Zhihu exerted his strength, he gradually lost his strength.
He began to curl up on the ground and dodge, wailing and begging for mercy.
Let me spare him this time by not looking at the monk's face but at the Buddha's face.
He is partly responsible for my current status.
He also said that as long as I spared him, he would never do such a shameful thing again.
Oh shit!
You also know that you feel guilty!
But without this violent beating, would you have said the word "hateful"?
I ignored it and continued to beat him violently! !
He hit Ding Peng all over his body with his fists. After a while, blood flowed out from his arms, waist, abdomen and thighs.
But I still didn't stop!
In the end, I was so tired that I was out of breath, so I took the initiative to stop.
At this time, Ding Peng was beaten into a bloody man by me, and his voice was hoarse.
I wasn't much better. As the saying goes, you can injure an enemy by a thousand, but you can lose eight hundred by yourself. The finger tiger was set on the finger. Under my fierce punch, I also received a counter force, and the joints were rubbed and bleeding.
"Brother Yu, I beg you to let me go. As long as you let me go, I will give you money. I still have hundreds of thousands in my card!"
"Brother Yu, although I sent you here, you can't still hate me so much after you've reached this level, right?"
"As long as you let me go, I will obey whatever you say!"
I didn't pay attention to a word of this.
A person who is bad to the core, do you expect him to be honest with you? ?
Pull it away!
After a while of repairing, I regained some of my energy.
I wiped my sweat, breathed a sigh of relief, and then beat him violently!
While beating me, he shouted: "Remember, I punched you for my little finger!"
"I punched this punch for Ningxia!"
"I punched this punch for Yang Mengmeng!"
"This punch."
As my punches continued, Ding Peng first begged for mercy, then cried to his mother, and finally became silent.
"Okay, Xiao Tang, if you keep fighting, he might really die."
Pulling me, Lao Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Although you hate him deeply, I am still very grateful to him. If he hadn't brought you to northern Myanmar, we would have never had the chance to meet."
This is true.
So, I kicked Ding Peng a few more times to express my gratitude.
Finally, Lao Wei tied up Ding Peng, blocked his mouth, and dragged him into a pig cage. Then we drove to the south of Mengbo.
There is a medium-sized park here with a variety of businesses.
There are electronic frauds, there are milk processing factories, and there seems to be a small drug manufacturing factory hidden.
I have only heard of it. Today is my first time here.
As for why I came here, of course it has something to do with Ding Peng.
Although dying eight times was not enough to atone for my sin, I never thought about him from the beginning to the end. I just wanted to treat him the same way as a human being and let him experience what it was like to be a piglet.
As the saying goes, the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will be spared by heaven? ?
He trafficked so many Chinese people and deserved this end.
I asked Lao Wei to take over from a distance, and I drove the pickup truck to do the transaction.
Having been here for so long, I can speak a little bit of both Burmese and Wa.
At that moment, I disguised myself as a local aborigine and communicated with the guard in the not-so-authentic Wa language.
The doorman here is also a Chinese, so I imitated the way the locals spoke Mandarin, and then communicated with the doorman.
After learning the reason for my visit, the guard called a fat internal security guard.
As mentioned before, in addition to snakeheads, locals will also transport piglets to the park.
Regarding the origin of Ding Peng, the piggy, I lied and said that I met him on the way. He probably escaped from some park. I brought him here after giving him a good beating.
The fat internal security guard had no doubts about my identity or Ding Peng's identity, but he was not satisfied with Ding Peng's condition.
Said he was seriously injured and not worth 20,000 yuan.
I know this fat man is trying to lower the price.
I deliberately pretended to be anxious, pointed at Ding Peng and said, look at the way he is jumping around, how does he look like he is about to die?
Indeed, Ding Peng was so excited when he learned that he was going to be a piglet!
Like a maggot, he kept twisting his body and whining something.
Finally, after some haggling, the deal was settled for 16,000 yuan!
Before leaving, I whispered in Ding Peng's ear: If you feel you can't stand it anymore, just think of the people you sold to, they will give you strength.
(There are still two chapters left, which will be about an hour late)
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