At this time, the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground was heard. I looked back and saw the waiter in a wheelchair, being pushed out from the side door.
There was only a few dozen meters between us, and there was only one person beside him, and he seemed not to be afraid of my attack at all.
The waiter narrowed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and almost pointed at me with his chin: "If you want to change that little bitch's life, smash your own knee to pieces."
After saying that, he took out a heavy object from the blanket on his lap and threw it directly at my feet.
I took a closer look and saw it was a hammer.
"First you want my hands, then you want my knees."
When I thought of these two conditions, I couldn't help but laugh: "Monan is so big, do you really want to do it all?"
"To say the least, it's just old-fashioned and unkind!"
The waiter suddenly became excited and slapped his leg: "I am in a wheelchair, why don't I have to rely on you to help me?"
"Don't think I don't know anything. The thunder that day was caused by you on purpose!"
I was suddenly shocked. I didn't expect that the thunder made the waiter sit in a wheelchair.
"Don't you talk about justice every day? Then give me justice today!"
"If I am disabled, you must be disabled too. This is called justice!"
Originally I had some sympathy for him, but his current ferocity made all my last pity disappear.
I chuckled a few times and picked up the hammer casually: "Are you not crazy?"
"Back then, your father invented something out of thin air and wanted to kill me. If it weren't for Uncle Ya, I would have died that day!"
At this time, I had put my hand on the sack and weighed it again: "Do you really not regret it?"
"What regrets do you have? First you, and then Lao Ya, you must return them all to me!"
With a flick of my hand, I untied the sack, and the second master's head was exposed.
When I put my hammer on Er Ye's Tianling Cap, the waiter's face suddenly darkened.
"You are still too young and unprepared. How dare I come to you?"
Although the waiter's face was still red, his tone was much softer: "Your woman is in my hands, don't mess around!"
At this moment, I suddenly remembered "The Biography of Gao Zu" that Uncle Ya gave me.
History is always surprisingly similar. Didn't Xiang Yu also tie up Liu Bang's father back then?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile calmly: "Women, where are they not?"
"But you only have one father!"
Sure enough, in front of these words, the waiter's face turned blank, and his hands kept rubbing on the blanket on his legs.
"Okay, okay, this time, none of us will cheat."
The waiter trembled with his lips and took out a remote control from under the blanket.
An extremely subtle click sounded, and Chen Jiayan slowly descended again.
"Let my father go."
There was a hint of pleading in his voice, and his tone was a little lower.
Anyway, I am here to save people today.
Chen Jiayan landed safely, and Ji Canghai also jumped off the crane. I wanted to pull him down.
However, when I discovered that Chen Jiayan also had several obvious bruises on her face, this idea immediately changed.
This is obviously the mark of a whip!
I raised my hand and turned up Chen Jiayan's wrist, and the same bruise appeared on her forearm.
Oh shit!
I captured the second master, but did not harm him at all, including Ji Canghai, who did not kill him.
The waiter caught Chen Jiayan and actually dared to do such a cruel thing.
"Futami!"
I pointed my finger at the waiter: "I want his life!"
"Hehehe..."
Ji Canghai walked forward with his head down, a few sneers on his lips, and the half of hemp rope appeared on his fist again.
The waiter seemed to have noticed something was wrong, so he turned around and wanted to run away, but how could a wheelchair compare to Ji Canghai's legs?
"Bang!"
After a muffled sound, the waiter and the car flew out together.
The man pushing the wheelchair took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it towards Ji Canghai.
"Die!"
Ji Canghai's knee flew sideways and hit his temple.
I took Chen Jiayan and walked slowly to the waiter: "You are seeking your own death."
"No, after all, we are all from the Changchun Club, you..."
Ji Canghai raised his foot and stamped on the waiter's door: "Nagging!"
