Meng Xianghai did not participate in the action, which could reduce a series of troubles that arise afterwards. Even if the God of Death wants to put the blame on him, it will not work.

It is very uncomfortable to not witness the enemy being humiliated with his own eyes. Although Meng Xianghai was not on the scene, he also chose to follow from afar. He had to learn from his subordinates that the god of death was being beaten up so that he could feel more comfortable.

I have to say that this is a very perverted guy.

The car was accompanying the suburbs and received a signal from his subordinates that he knew he was going to do it, so he parked the car on the side of the road. Played the recently popular "Jiangnan Style", lit a cigar, and shook his head gently. Now is the moment he enjoys the most.

Although the other party is good at it, he found 10 people this time, and they were all specially trained security guards. A good tiger could not hold back the wolves, and he could foresee the miserable appearance of the God of Death.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Meng Xianghai's phone didn't ring.

"What are these guys doing? Not done yet?" Meng Xianghai muttered himself, took out his cell phone and looked at it, but there was no missed call or something.

At this moment, he saw the car with the tick sign driving through the rear mirror.

Meng Xianghai was a little puzzled, why did he come over without saying hello?

The car stopped and walked out of the car with a bitter face. It was covered in dust and looked extremely embarrassed.

Meng Xianghai was about to curse, but it was too embarrassing to deal with so many people, which was so embarrassing. But when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Because the god of death walked out of the car.

"Grass!" Meng Xianghai cursed, stepped on the accelerator with the gears, and the car flew out like an arrow from the string.

He is not a fool. The ability of the God of Death to appear here without any damage means that the people he sent are finished and his subordinates have betrayed him. Otherwise, how could the God of Death know that he was waiting here?

The god of death got out of the car, and Meng Xianghai's car had already rushed out five or six meters.

"This kid is not stupid." The god of death sneered, leaned back slightly, waved his right arm twice, and sent forward forcefully.

A silver light followed the car, targeting the tires of the car driven by Meng Xianghai.

Bang... with a loud bang, the tires were scrapped.

Meng Xianghai was still glad that he was agile. If it were someone else, he would be unlucky. Through the rearview mirror, he saw the god of death standing next to the car and sneered: "You are lucky this time. It will not be so easy next time..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Xianghai heard a loud noise, and the car broke out of control. It was so unexpected that he didn't give him time to react.

The car rushed directly to the big tree on the side of the road.

The two loud bangs were only two seconds apart.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. What kind of devil is the man beside him? They were ten of them! They were all knocked down by him in less than thirty seconds. If the other party didn't want him to drive over, he would probably lie on the ground like the other nine people and even lose the ability to move.

He knew very well what the consequences of betraying his master, but thinking about the power of the god of death just now, he felt that it was worth it.

The god of death clapped his hands, inserted his hands into his pockets, and slowly walked towards the BMW X6 mixed with dust and smoke.

Meng Xianghai was so confused that he would shake his head in the seat, and his eyes were filled with little stars. Because of the fright, he didn't notice his mouth bleeding. There were two teeth that he fell off on the steering wheel, and there was no pain at all.

Crack, the car door was opened from outside.

Meng Xianghai only felt his body lightening and then flew out of the car.

No, it was someone who grabbed the collar and took it out.

Until he was thrown to the ground, Meng Xianghai knew that he had lost again. The first time he lost was because he underestimated the enemy, but the second time he did not underestimate the enemy, but it did not increase to the level of special attention.

Meng Xianghai lay on the ground and couldn't get up, watching the face of Death getting closer and closer to him from a condescending moment.

This is a familiar face, but the feeling it brings to him has changed drastically.

He was used to bullying, and at this moment, he felt scared. The person who tortured him so miserably was still laughing, making him sweat in his back.

"Do you regret it?" asked the god of death lightly.

Meng Xianghai was stunned. How did the other party guess his reaction now? He really regretted that if he brought 30 people and 100 people over, would he still lie here?

"There is no regret medicine in this world. If I call the police now, what will happen?"

Meng Xianghai was silent.

It’s not like he is ruined, because he has no good reputation at all, at most he is a little worse. However, he can’t afford to lose this person! He brought so many people to retaliate, but he was beaten up so hard that he still had the face to stay in the East Opening Market.

"Never show up in front of Chen Zige, nor let me see it. Can you do it?" asked Death God.

Meng Xianghai nodded. He had no other choice, and this was the best result.

"I'm so good!" Death patted Meng Xianghai's head with his hand. "Okay, take off all the clothes."

“…………”

"I don't understand?" said the god of death lightly.

Meng Xianghai was about to cry and felt the anus tighten. Does the other party like men? He is not handsome or tall, but he is just a little money.

"If I see you have a piece of clothing within a minute, I promise you will hit the car again in a while, and it will be more exciting than the one just now."

Meng Xianghai climbed up from the ground as if he had taken stimulant and quickly took off his clothes. He didn't want to experience the feeling of life and death just now.

The god of death stood up and shouted the tick that seemed to be a mummy that never moved, and saw everything happening, and asked, "Can you take pictures?"

"Yes." The tick nodded quickly, and at this moment there was no longer the mighty momentum of "I'm the No. 1 in the world" in the car.

"Okay, let's take a photo together."

At this moment, Meng Xianghai was naked, arched his body slightly, his legs were tied together, and his hands covered his little brother, who was not much thicker than his fingers.

"Don't worry. Brother is not interested in your chrysanthemum. I know that you are a person who goes back on your word. In order to enable you to keep your promises, we will leave a testimony."

The god of death grabbed Meng Xianghai's neck and pulled the other person's body straight.

Meng Xianghai's hands were not long enough, so he naturally gave up protecting important positions and was completely exposed to the air.

A gentleman is open and honest, while a villain reveals a chicken - a chicken.

"Come on, laugh."

Meng Xianghai squeezed a smile from his face, but his eyes were filled with blood. If he had an atomic bomb now, he would die with the God of Death without hesitation.

"Don't be nervous, come on, let's talk about...three...two...one...eggplant!"
Chapter completed!