Chapter 257 (1/2)
Bang bang!
Shanghua kept tapping the compartment door, but he couldn't get a response.
Pan Haodong opened the perspective, glanced and sneered, ”cousin, don't shoot! The door had been locked by the people inside. They twisted their clothes into ropes and tied the door tightly. Don't even try to pull it apart. ”
”What about that?”
Shang Hua frowned and said anxiously, ”Sheng Jing is still inside?”
”My cousin is fine for the time being, but her mouth is covered.”
Pan Haodong looked very calm, and his heart had bred boundless anger. These soft eggs who are greedy for life and fear of death can even cover the mouth of pregnant women in order to ensure their own interests.
If Sheng Jing struggled harder, he might die.
Kim Chang, who contributed to this, damn it.
The purser who covers his cousin's mouth is also damn.
Most of the passengers in car 3 are not worth saving.
It's better to save less and be more comfortable
”What?”
”How dare they?”
”Sheng Jing is a pregnant woman!”
Hearing that his wife was covered, Shang Hua was furious.
Bang!
Shang Hua, who was angry and burst the watch, kicked the glass on the partition door. Regardless of the broken glass embedded in the crack, he angrily drilled into the No. 3 carriage. There were blood marks on his back, arms and other parts, which were scratched by the glass tip.
When he saw the purser covering his wife's mouth, he was like a furious brown bear. He rushed to his wife in a few steps, grabbed the purser's collar, suddenly pulled it up and smashed it on the aisle.
The others were too frightened to bite.
On the contrary, Sheng Jing, the victim, stretched out his hand to hold his angry husband and said, ”forget it! Shang Hua, I'm fine. ”
”No, this bastard works so hard that you're almost angry. How can you forget it?”
It's true that Shang Hua is kind-hearted, but there are boundaries to his kindness. He doesn't get angry when his wife is bullied. Is that still a man?
Pan Haodong used a knife to clean up the broken glass in the gap between the doors, drilled over and said, ”cousin, you can count some things, but we can't count them, because it involves the dignity of men...”
Shang Hua, who was recognized by his cousin, immediately bent down, picked up the purser and slapped dozens of ears.
After his cousin taught the purser a lesson, pan Haodong glanced at the people in the carriage and said coldly, ”who closed the door?”
”It's him, it's him. He told us to close it...”
The purser beaten by Shanghua quickly points to executive Jin.
The same is true of others.
The reason why they are so afraid is not that they are afraid of Shang Hua, who is as strong as an ox, but the knife in pan Haodong's hand.
The blade is stained with blood, indicating that it has been opened.
These people are some counsellors. How can they be hard in the face of murderers with sharp weapons?
It's okay not to kneel on the spot.
”Is that you?”
Pan Haodong looks at Jin Standing Committee.
Executive Jin said timidly, ”there are so many outside...”
Hiss!
Don't finish talking to executive Jin.
Pan Haodong then waved a knife and cut off the other party's hand, and the flat incision gave a large mass of blood.
Standing Jin looked at the fallen arm and was stunned for a few seconds. Just then he felt the pain. He covered the wound with his other hand and stumbled down on the seat.
”Ah ~ ~”
”Kill!”
”He...”
Other passengers were scared back and forth, and pan Haodong was wiped out in an instant.
Even Sheng Jing and Shang Hua were surprised by his means.