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Chapter 107: Bloody Price【8】

"Want to die? It's not that easy",

So Jun Zhiyuan put down his pistol, took a knife, and cut off the tongue.

Suddenly the guy was rolling around on the ground in pain, and the other gangsters kowtowed even harder: "Let me go, let me go."

At this time, they no longer knew what they were saying, they just spoke instinctively. The fear that Jun Zhiyuan brought to them had already exceeded their load, and their hearts could no longer bear it.

Unfortunately, this is not a problem that can be solved easily. Jun Zhiyuan will try to get it back from Yan Mixin a thousand times.

Jun Zhiyuan sat back on the sofa and wiped the blood stains on the knife with the expensive handkerchief in his pocket. His face was still expressionless, but at this time Jun Zhiyuan was bloodthirsty. People who are familiar with Jun Zhiyuan know that,

No one dares to mess with Jun Zhiyuan at this time, then the end will be tragic

Jun Zhiyuan raised his head and glanced at the gangsters who were kowtowing and begging for mercy, and said unhappily: "You are very noisy."

The bodyguards who had been with Jun Zhiyuan for many years knew what Jun Zhiyuan meant, so one of the bodyguards took a bright knife and cut out the tongues of those bodyguards.

Suddenly blood stains were everywhere, and the entire repair yard was filled with miserable screams, "Ah, ah, ah, ah"

At this moment, they could no longer beg for mercy. Without their tongues, they could no longer speak. They could not even beg for mercy.

At this moment, a bodyguard whispered a few words to Jun Zhiyuan's head, and Jun Zhiyuan said slowly and unsteadily: "Bring him in."

"Yes, young master",

So the wife was brought in, as well as the girlfriends of those gangsters. Those who didn’t have girlfriends brought their mothers.

The moment they came in, they saw their boyfriend, son, or husband covered in blood on the ground, and they cried out in horror.

Jun Zhiyuan watched with cold eyes and gestured like a subordinate, and then another group of gangsters came in at the door. The number of them was just equal to the number of these women.

Jun Zhiyuan's men hung up the gangsters and gangsters again, and then made each of the gangsters who came in behind take a red sugar-coated pill.

Then he force-fed one pill to each of the women.
Chapter completed!
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