Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

"Exquisite! A man who loves his family, his character will not be too bad!"

Wu Bei grinned, and slowly took out an IOU from his pocket: "Luo Hu, you owe Qi Jinlong 30, right?"

After the words fell, not only the man was dumbfounded, but even Luo Hu and Qi Jinlong were a little dumbfounded.

"No dear, the purpose of our coming here..."

Rahu stared blankly.

"Oh!"

Just as he was halfway through his words, Wu Bei raised his leg and kicked Luo Hu in the stomach, and the latter lay heavily on the ground with his face on the ground.

"The debt is not repaid! I let you pretend to be Lao Lai!"

But Wu Bei didn't intend to stop, he raised his leg and stomped on Luo Hu's head again.

"Don't fight, don't fight..."

Luo Hu held his head in pain, screaming.

"Squeak!"

The bedroom door opened, and a sleepy-eyed woman raised her head in confusion and asked, "Husband, what happened..ah!!!"

Seeing Luo Hu rolling on the ground with blood all over his face, the woman immediately let out a high decibel scream.

Wu Bei slowly twisted his neck, and smiled at Wang Minghui with cold eyes: "It's a good sun room, don't make it a murder scene, I think the police must be dispatched faster than me, what do you think!"

"Go back to the house quickly and don't call the police!"

Wang Minghui hurriedly pushed the woman into the bedroom.

"Sensible!" Wu Bei raised his thumb, and pouted at Qi Jinlong again: "Jinlong, go to the kitchen and get me a handy thing!"

Qi Jinlong was stunned for less than two seconds, then walked towards the kitchen.

"30, [-] for a knife, do you have any objection?"

Wu Bei once again set his sights on Luo Hu.

Luo Hu sat on the ground trembling, and murmured full of tears: "It's not brother, we didn't come here to take care of his bills, why are you..."

"It's a sum of money!"

Wu Bei raised the corner of his mouth, and took the kitchen knife from Qi Jinlong's hand: "The knife is very deep, bear with it!"

After saying that, he suddenly pressed his body down and slammed on Luo Hu's shoulder, and the red blood sprayed on the floor with a "poof", which was very bright.

"what!"

Luo Hu instantly let out a dry howl like a slaughtered pig, his body rolled violently, and the white floor was instantly covered with bloodstains, which was extremely frightening.

"Ten thousand! Twenty thousand!"

Wu Bei pressed Luo Hu with his left hand, and with his right hand, he clenched the thing tightly and patted his lower back again, blood spewed out again.

"Thirty thousand!"

"forty thousand!"

"fifty thousand!"

Wu Bei simply rode on Luo Hu's body, wielding the kitchen knife mechanically, like an emotionless butcher.

At this moment, the air in the room seemed to be condensed, Qi Jinlong was stunned, and Wang Minghui was so scared that his face turned pale and his face was pale.

"Dangdang!"

After several times in a row, Wu Bei threw the kitchen knife at Wang Minghui's feet, and waved at Qi Jinlong: "The knife is sharp, bring me another one!"

And Luo Hu under him was motionless, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood.

"Wu... Brother Wu, he seems to be dying soon."

Qi Jinlong walked over cautiously, bent down and pulled Luohu twice, the tune was a little out of tune.

"is it?"

Wu Bei stood up slowly, kicked Luo Hu twice with his toes, and then waved his hand: "Throw it at the hospital door, wait for the girl to heal up, and continue to pay the debt!"

Taking advantage of Qi Jinlong carrying Luo Hu out of the room, Wu Bei wiped the blood on his face and looked at Wang Minghui: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I made your place a mess."

"No...it's okay."

Wang Minghui was so frightened that he waved his hands again and again, lest Wu Bei would approach him.

Wu Bei raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked out the door.

Suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered, he took out another IOU from another pocket, turned to look at Wang Minghui: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Wang, I still have a copy of your IOU, you can settle it when it is convenient for you. "

Wang Minghui opened the bedroom door without hesitation and ran in, his voice soon came from the room.

"Honey, take out the 100 million in the safe immediately! That guy outside is a lunatic..."

A few minutes later, Wu Bei walked out of Wang Minghui's house with a heavy travel bag, and murmured softly, "I've been telling my brothers that being rich is at best unkind, and only being poor can be extremely evil."

Wang Minghui, who followed behind, couldn't help shivering.

"President Wang, I didn't threaten you, did I?"

Wu Bei opened his mouth with a bright smile, and the latter shook his head violently.

"It didn't hurt you personally, did it?"

Wu Bei continued to ask with a smile.

"Brother Wu! Master Wu! I beg you to leave quickly. It is only right and proper to pay back the debt. I am willing to pay you back this money! I will never go back on my word!"

Wang Minghui waved his hands like sifting chaff, and bowed and begged with his hands clasped together.

Wu Bei's brows and eyes twitched: "Then what happened today..."

"I don't see anything, I'm always rotten in my stomach!"

Wang Minghui raised his hand to assure that tears were already rolling in his eyes..