Chapter 781 (1/2)

In the Jianghu, there is a saying called horizontal fear of stupefaction, stupefaction fear does not kill.

In the process of promotion, Wang Dequan has also done many things beyond the bottom line, always thinking that he belongs to the man who doesn't want to die.

However, after seeing Du Qing's performance at this moment, he found that he was not involved in the flow at all.

He is not reckless, he can only be regarded as horizontal -

for so many years, even horizontal can not be horizontal.

What a cruel truth!

Bang Bang -

Du Qing is still pounding hard, as if to crack his head. He wanted to run into Wang Dequan.

His forehead was bleeding. The blood had blurred his eyes. Then it slipped down his cheek and spread to his neck and the white shirt below.

Because his shirt is so white and so straight, it is so bright and dazzling when stained with blood.

The flesh and blood were thick together, and the injury on the forehead could not be seen clearly. Every time there is a heavy noise on the tin table.

Bang Bang -

because of Du Qing's excessive force, there are different sizes of grooves on the table board of the iron table.

Bang Bang -

every time you knock, there will be one more groove. When the head hits in the same place, the former groove is bigger and deeper, just like those iron shells are going to break.

Kuang -

Kuang -

Kuang -

every time Du Qing's head hits the iron table, it's like hitting Wang Dequan's face and heart, it's like breaking the door of hell for himself and for them.

”Captain -” a tall uniformed man with panic on his face pointed to Du Qing who was still trying to kill himself by smashing his head, and said: ”something will happen, he will do it --”

”Captain, what should I do now?” Another uniformed man was equally intimidated. They do this business, and they usually use lynching on others. But, like today, before they do it, the suspects do it on their own - this is the first time I'll see you.

It wasn't until then that they regained the man's identity.

He is not only the prisoner Du Qing who surrendered himself, but also the leader of Qinghong. The underground godfather of Huacheng, who has tens of thousands of younger brothers under his hand, is not what they can bully at will even now.

Now the worst person is Wang Dequan.

Du Qing may not remember the names of the two men in black who were executed. Even he didn't care to remember their names at all. He knew that they were under the command of others, and he didn't know the same thing as such small people.

However, he will certainly revenge himself.

As he said, Du Qing, his wife and children, has made a reservation -

he didn't just say it!

If he died here today, those angry green and red gang members would really retaliate against all his relatives and children. What kind of things they will do is beyond Wang Dequan's imagination. They are not afraid of stealing, they are afraid of thinking about it.

However, if he gave up Du Qing, how could he explain to those above? To those who want Du Qing to bite or die?

Wang Dequan was very excited before and felt that the best opportunity had come. If this job can be done beautifully, he will go further or several steps in his official career.

What's more, he was able to fight against the humiliation of Du Qing - just like Du Qing did in those days - but how did it become like this?

”Du Qing -” Wang Dequan's forehead was cold and sweaty, and he was biting his teeth and shouting Du Qing's name.

Kuang -

Du Qing is still banging his head as if he didn't notice.

His strength is getting weaker and his speed is getting slower and slower.

It's hard for him to open his eyes. He's doing it with the inertia of his body --

”you trash --” Wang Dequan finally can't hold on. He yelled at the two tall men: ”don't stop him, do you really want to see him die in front of you? I'll tell you what I want Wang Dequan to bear. None of you can run away. ”

when the two uniformed men heard Wang Dequan's order, they quickly set up Du Qing from left to right to prevent him from hitting his head on the iron table again.

Bang --