Three Years After Three Years, Sir, I'm The Leader

Chapter 494 Punishment by a0knives! 【Please customize】

Punishment? !

All the people who took the neon photo together were stunned.

There are only so many people in the Neon photo, but I have never heard of any punishment hall.

Zhao Haijun's expression changed.

The eyes are a little creepy.

He knows that there are various halls in the combined picture.

The punishment hall is one of them!

"This brother..."

Zhao Haijun looked at Hui Zai, a little stunned, "He's just ignorant..."

Hui Zai's face was grim, "You are the incense owner of neon, others don't know how to follow the rules, you should know!"

"Hongmen's thirty-six oaths, heaven and earth are of the same heart, up and down!"

Zhao Haijun's expression changed, "The principle of law is nothing but human affection. Brother Hongmen..."

Hui Tsai looked at him coldly, "The law is the law, take it!"

The voice just fell.

Matsumoto was still stunned.

has been taken directly.

Pressing "170" on the ground, his cheeks came into intimate contact with the gravel on the ground.

"What are you doing?!"

Matsumoto was really panicked.

"Incense Lord, save me! Incense Lord!"

At the scene, only Zhao Haijun can save himself.

Because he is the incense owner of Hetu Neon.

"Stop!" Zhao Haijun called quickly.

"Shut up! Let me ask you, Zhao Haijun, the master of neon incense! What is the eighth oath of the Hongmen?!"

Hui Zai shouted sharply.

Zhao Haijun was stunned on the spot.

After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The eighth oath of the Hongmen, if you fabricate brother Huailun, murder the incense master, assassinate the murderer, you will die under ten thousand swords..."

Matsumoto's face changed, and he yelled: "Zhao Haijun, do you want to kill me!? You just want to kill me!"

"Because I want to take your position as the incense master, you will kill me! You are so cruel! You are so vicious!"

Zhao Haijun's expression changed and he stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Matsumoto! Can't stop talking!"

Someone shouted.

But since Matsumoto has a deep prejudice against Zhao Haijun, it is impossible for others to persuade him.

"Humph! He Zhao Haijun dares to do it, can't I tell him?!" Matsumoto has completely given up on himself.

He aimed at Zhao Haijun.

Zhao Haijun sighed deeply, turned around, and stopped talking.

Although he has no connection with the headquarters of Hong Kong Island.

However, I can still hear some things about the headquarters of Hong Kong Island through some channels.

Not long ago, he learned from a friend.

Uncle of Hong Kong Island, Chow Tai Fook betrayed the leader.

Family law is enforced!

Nail the door god!

A good man was nailed directly to the door by a long nail.

Pain to death!

This is the faucet of the picture.

Ruthless!

"Hetu Neon Branch, Ryo Matsumoto, violated the eighth oath of the Hongmen! Murdered the incense master! Die by ten thousand swords!"

"The punishment hall, do things!"

Hui Tsai waved his hand with a cold face.

Outside the door, several people dressed as doctors ran in.

At the same time, there was Hetuzai who walked in.

Each one had a gloomy face, with faint anger.

Anger seemed to overflow at any moment.

These people tied Matsumoto directly to the big tree in the yard.

"What are you doing?! What are you tying me up for?!"

Matsumoto suddenly panicked.

The doctor expertly injected him with glucose.

"why?!"

"What are the people at headquarters doing?"

"Why give Matsumoto a drip?"

"can not understand?"

"Heal him? Convince people with virtue?"

"I do not know!"

The people in the group photo on Neon's side were all stunned.

what's going on?

Why is this happening?

what happened?

What is this operation?

Glucose injections? !

Is this to make him more comfortable?

It's not like punishment at all, is it?

"Grandpa!"

Huizi turned his head at this time, and Zhao Haijun looked at it quickly.

I saw a handsome young man walk in.

The eyes are deep, as if containing an endless star map.

"Um!"

Su Ze walked in with a gloomy face.

He didn't say anything, just walked to the position of the incense master.

Combined faucet!

Headquarters faucet!

Although they have not contacted the headquarters for a long time.

No one knows the leader.

However, at this moment, no one dared to speak.

Because Su Ze has a boundless aura on his body.

"let's start."

Su Ze sat down and poured himself a glass of sake.

"Lord Dragon Head..."

Zhao Haijun just wanted to ask for mercy.

Suddenly I heard a loud roar...

"First oath!"

In Hui Zai's voice, it was like a roar.

With endless longing and excitement.

It was as if his whole being was integrated into it.

"First oath!"

All the later Hetuzi were also very excited one by one.

It seems they are doing a very sacred thing.

"Since entering the Hongmen, your parents are my parents, your brothers and sisters are my brothers and sisters, your wife and my sister-in-law, and your son and my nephew.

Hongmen thirty-six vows!

Punishment? !

At this moment, Zhao Haijun felt goosebumps all over his body.

what is this?

Genes hidden deep in your body?

Blood boiled.

"what!"

At this moment, Matsumoto let out a miserable cry.

The voice was terribly loud.

Creepy!

All the people in the neon picture look over.

I saw that a young man, holding a knife, was already standing beside Matsumoto Ryo.

A thin slice of meat slipped from the knife in his hand.

Falling on a snow-white white cloth!

Gollum!

Zhao Haijun swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Thousands of cuts!

this moment!

He got it.

This is Hongmen's punishment of ten thousand swords!

The legend of a thousand swords!

Glucose is killing Matsumoto!

Don't give him a chance to die!

Next, these 1.9 knives move much faster.

A knife!

A knife!

A knife!

Like lightning.

Quickly slice the meat on Matsumoto's hand.

"Zhao Haijun!"

"Zhao Haijun!"

"I'm sorry, Xiangzhu, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Incense Lord, save me! Please, save me!"

severe pain.

He never imagined that such a painful day would come.

There was no trace of flesh and blood in his hands.

In the voice of Hongmen's thirty-six vows.

Matsumoto's voice was like a mosquito's chirping.

Can't wear it at all.

Zhao Haijun saw fear in his eyes.

"The incense master, the dragon head, the Matsumoto... he was just entrusted by others and deceived by others...".

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