Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

Batt!

A drop of bright red blood dripped onto the desk.

"Ah?" Shen Long's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to reach out to touch his neck, but he was afraid of irritating Du Hualong, so he could only discuss with him: "Erlong, take it easy, it's bleeding, it's bleeding."

Du Hualong didn't let go but tightened up: "Brother Scar, you are my only bargaining chip now, you'd better cooperate!"

He stared at Lu Ping with a tense expression, and warned: "Did you see that, as soon as my hands tremble, Brother Scar will die immediately. If you don't want him to die, just kneel down!"

Lu Ping frowned: "You seem to be getting bigger and bigger the more you play."

"What can you do to me?" Du Hualong said confidently, "I'll give you five seconds to think about it, and now one second has passed..."

"Two seconds."

"Three seconds."

"Four seconds..."

Shen Long's pupils dilated sharply. To him, this was a countdown to his life.

It was hard for a miracle to happen, so he simply closed his eyes.

Sometimes, accepting fate is also a kind of relief.

"I counted the fifth second for you!" Lu Ping said, shaking his right hand violently.

The speed is so fast that it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

If you record it with a camera and perform slow playback.

You will see that there seems to be a bullet flying out of Lu Ping's hand.

"Ah" sound!
Du Hualong's hand holding the knife trembled violently.

Shen Long felt another sharp pain in his neck, so he instinctively leaned back... Am I dead?
Clang!

The knife fell to the ground.

"Pick it up, Brother Scar!" Lu Ping immediately shouted.

Shen Long was still in a dazed state, and as soon as he realized it, Du Hualong bent down and picked up the machete on the ground with his other hand.

"Unresponsive!" Lu Ping gave Shen Long a look of contempt.

"I thought my neck was smeared, but I just scratched it." Shen Long reacted quickly at this time, and kicked Du Hualong's ass while speaking.

Du Hualong staggered and rushed forward two steps, then swung a machete and slashed at Lu Ping.

The cooperation is really good, as expected of the boss and the second.

Although unintentionally.

"Brother Lu, be careful..." Shen Long hurriedly reminded him, and stepped forward.

Lu Ping raised his hand lightly, and grabbed Du Hualong's wrist.

Shen Long raised his eyelids, is it that simple?
Du Hualong turned pale with fright. He was about to succeed just now, and he thought of the picture of splitting the opponent's head in half with a knife. Why was he suddenly controlled?
This does not conform to the laws of physics!
Click!

The sound of a broken wrist.

Clang!

The machete fell to the ground again.

This time, Shen Long's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he rushed over like a goalkeeper, and he just held the machete in his arms.

"Why did you go so early?" Lu Ping gave him another look of contempt: "Do you have any sympathy? He lost both hands, and you still robbed him."

"What?" Shen Long grabbed the machete, stood up and forced to go over: "His hand is useless?"

A piercing pain invaded both arms, Du Hualong stood there with his arms drooping, cold sweat bursting his cheeks for a moment.He tried to make sure that both hands were indeed useless.

One wrist was crushed abruptly.

The other one... What kind of object hit him just now?

He only remembered that there was a sharp pain in his arm at that moment, and at the same time he lost all feeling in his hand.

When I looked down, my deep doubts instantly turned into deep fear.

A horrific bloody hole in his wrist.

I didn't see any sharp weapon in this guy's hand, how did it happen?
Shen Long also saw the way for a moment, and he was a little relieved when he was sure that Du Hualong had a broken arm and a burst muscle.

But he also couldn't figure out what happened the moment he was about to be wiped by Du Hualong.
Seeing this scene, the two people at the door were so scared that they pissed more.

Boss Du was abolished so easily, they simply knelt down knowingly.

Although it may seem insignificant to others.

Lu Ping sat back on the sofa.

The position exposed a little bit of his abdominal muscles.

"Brother Scar, what are you looking at?" Lu Ping saw that Shen Long had been staring at his exposed flesh, and raised his head to stare at him.

Shen Long pointed there: "Your shirt seems to have lost a button here."

"It's all gone, right?" Lu Ping frowned: "Isn't it you who killed me? Hurry up and find it for me!"

Shen Long scratched his scalp with embarrassment on his face: "It doesn't have to be me?"

"Idiot!" Lu Ping pointed at Du Hualong and reminded, "It's on him!"

"Ah? He stole your buttons? This..." Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out even more, but he didn't dare not to follow suit, so he stepped forward and touched Du Hualong from head to toe.

But apart from feeling that a certain part of him is more majestic, there is no other discovery.

Du Hualong, who had lost the ability to resist, his face changed from the color of pig liver to sheep liver, and finally the color of cow's lungs.

This is a truth that he gradually realized.

A terrible truth.

so that.

His arm with a broken tendon and a bloody hole squirmed slightly.

"It's...here." Du Hualong said a few words softly.

What a complicated voice it is.

"Where is there?" Shen Long looked in the direction of his shaking hands, his palms were open, and he was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, where could a button be hidden?

Until his eyes touched the horrible blood hole.

what?
It turned out to be such a thing!

Shen Long snatched that arm away, looked carefully, and found that there was a metal button deeply embedded in his wrist, only a corner was faintly exposed.

OMG!

Does this work too?
Let alone Du Hualong, the person involved.

Even Shen Long was terrified when he thought about it.

Who would have thought that it was this metal button that turned the tide at that critical moment.

Shen Long grabbed the corner of the button with his nails, trying to pull it out.

As a result, the button didn't move, but Du Hualong shivered in pain, and howled like a pig.

"Stupid!" Lu Ping reminded, "Can you pull it out with your hands? Can't you goug it out with a knife?"

Gouging out with a knife?
Shen Long thought it was a good idea.

But Du Hualong's heart tightened, it's over, winner and loser, he can only be slaughtered.

And humiliation.

Before that, he only knew that Lu Ping was very powerful.

But he couldn't imagine that it could be so powerful.

From this point of view, I am afraid that even if I have a submachine gun in my hand, it will not help, let alone a knife.

Soon, the button was removed in a special way.

The metal buckle, which was originally golden yellow, is now bright red.

"You...you are too scary, there is no way to twist it." Du Hualong endured the pain and looked at Lu Ping in front of him, as if he was on the eighteenth floor of hell for a while.

"Speak human!" Lu Ping glared at him.

Du Hualong explained: "I'm unlucky to know you!"

"Damn it, look at you, look at you, look at you!" Shen Long poked his temple fiercely with his fingers: "Just go out for more than two months, if you don't learn anything else, just learn People talk in dialect!"

Lu Pingdao: "You are wrong Brother Scar, I have learned a lot and come back."

Shen Long emphasized: "I don't think so."

"I almost wiped your neck, don't you feel it?" Lu Ping pointed to Shen Long and said.

Shen Long suddenly realized: "This... is true, it is true. I have learned hard, learned badly, and learned to be so ungrateful and outrageous? I can't wait to chop this bastard with a knife!"

"That's why you guys are causing internal strife here, and I'm getting involved. My newly bought shirt!" Lu Ping pointed at the part where he was missing buttons: "It's all gone, and I can see my stomach."

Shen Long laughed: "It can be sewed on. Wash the buttons while they are fresh, and I will find someone to sew them on for you."

"It's blood type O, it's very expensive and can't be washed. I don't want the button, I'll leave it for you as a souvenir." Lu Ping stood up, stepped forward and patted Shen Long on the shoulder, smiling gently He nodded: "Maybe you haven't understood what I mean, but I actually want you to pay me a new shirt."
Shen Long nodded fiercely: "One hundred pieces are fine, you saved my life."

Lu Pingdao: "Great! I like the standard ones, the ones with a lot of pockets, and the ones with epaulettes on the shoulders..."

Shen Long hurriedly replied, "Like a security uniform?"

"Forget it...forget it." Lu Ping said with a complex look on his face, "But don't really give me a security uniform."

Shen Long said: "I understand, I understand. Anyway, there are many styles of that kind, which is equivalent to...you have a military uniform complex? Could it be that Brother Lu...you were a soldier before?"

Lu Ping frowned: "You are too curious!"

Du Hualong stood there like a straw.

He didn't know what he was waiting for, either destruction or death?
But since he insisted on going this far, death seemed less scary to him.

Terrible.

I have become like this.

They are... still discussing the style of shirts here?

"What should I do with this boy?" Shen Long slapped Du Hualong's back hard with the back of his knife, and said, "Brother Lu, I'll listen to you."

Lu Ping just glanced at Du Hualong: "Oh, I almost forgot about him, and I was too busy talking about the shirt. Yao Yinzi, yes, the matter of Yao Yinzi hasn't been discussed yet. Second boss, what did you say? I have a mental illness, so I asked you for an introduction to medicine. Do you know what it is?"

Anyway, Du Hualong is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "Human blood steamed buns, but in fact I am not O blood, I lied to you."

"The concept of human blood steamed buns was introduced by you, not me! The medicine primer I'm talking about is your dog's life!" Lu Ping looked at Du Hualong coldly, his eyes seemed to reflect countless ghosts from hell Light.

This kind of light made Du Hualong sense an existence more terrifying than death.

That may be a kind of magic that can take the soul away.

Or it's just a kind of extreme fear, which makes every cell in his body start to play the mourning music for life.

so that.

At this moment, Du Hualong suddenly had the desire to survive.

So, he was glad that he only injured his upper limbs, and his legs could still bend.

"I...I...I don't want to die!"

Du Hualong plopped down on his knees in front of Lu Ping, and made a heartfelt and heart-wrenching plea.