C4 Superman in the Warehouse

404 Superman in the Warehouse

Have all the cats come to life now?

Where did he steal the key from?

Rusheng felt that he was a little confused! Was this a dream or what was going on? He could even talk to cats now?

"I beg you, I can save you. Meow!"

Do you want to beg for mercy from a cat?

Rosen fell into deep thought. He felt that his life had become a philosophical question, a multiple choice question at that. If he begged a cat for mercy, where would his dignity go? But if you don't beg for mercy... It was as if his life was in danger!

"They're almost back, Meow."

The cat grandpa seemed to be tired of it. He wagged his tail and said, "Forget about Meow!" "Take the consequences!"

"Grandpa Cat, you are invincible!"

No matter what, he had to get out of this predicament first!

"Two packets of dried fish meow!"

"Deal!"

"That's more like it!"

The white cat was satisfied, "I'll save you this time!"

It suddenly jumped into Rosen's arms, then leapt again, landing on his shoulder. Then, the white cat threw out the key, which coincidentally fell into Luo Sheng's hand.

Damn, what a clever cat!

This bastard was definitely intelligent!

Rosen took out the key, but he had his hands behind his back, so it was hard to tell where the keyhole was.

"A little to the left!"

The white cat began to give instructions to Rosen.

"A bit to the right! Meow!" "You're so stupid, meow!"

After directing for a long time, Rosen finally found the keyhole and hurriedly put the key in. With a click, it was clear and melodious. The lock was successfully undone, and Rosen was overjoyed.

At this moment, the white cat suddenly jumped away.

"They're back, Meow!"

Rosen stopped and the sound of the iron gate chain clanging against each other entered his ears.

The lock seemed to have been opened by someone. The metal door creaked as it was slowly pushed open. The midday sun was so bright that through the open door it fell on Rosen's face. Rosen closed his eyes, and a few figures slowly approached in the light.

"You're awake?"

The rich second generation Pan Qiang's face and left hand were bandaged. Beside him were the four men, two of whom looked familiar to Luo Yuan. They were the two 'policemen' who came to take him away.

"Youngster, you're in good health. You woke up so quickly."

Pan Qiang grinned. "I'm not that good. Look at how badly I've been beaten up by you."

The iron gate slowly closed, and a few thugs maliciously sneered.

"Are you afraid?"

A thug pulled out a chair for Pan Qiang to sit in front of Luo Sheng.

"I am rather easy to talk to. Normally, if you offend me, just kneel down and call me grandpa. This time, even though you hit my woman, broke my car, and hurt me … However, I am still willing to give you a chance. "

With that, Pan Qiang patted the muscular fighter beside him with his left hand. "Energetic! Take off your pants!"

"Eh?"

The thug was stunned.

"Hey, JB, if I tell you to take it off, then take it off!"

Who would dare to provoke their young master? Thus, he could only obediently take off his pants.

"Do you see that? As long as you move your little mouth and serve him well, I'll let you live. I'll only beat you to death. What do you say?"

"Hahahaha!"

The surrounding thugs laughed out loud. This kid was probably scared to the point that he was about to piss his pants! Even if he opened the back door, he would probably be in a hurry to accept it, right?

"Fuck you!"

"The last hit was too light, you f * cking still dare to set me up!"

"Pah!"

Using all his strength, he slipped away from the bird, stepped forward, and kicked Rosen and his chair to the ground.

"F * ck, why are you talking to our Young Master Pan?"

"F * ck, you don't know what's good for you! Turn him into a cripple!"

Pan Qiang lost his patience, "It's a discount for both hands and feet! How much does Young Master need to pay!? "

He rushed forward with all his might, preparing to give Rusheng a kick! However, Rosen picked up a scallion from the ground and jumped up. Next, he followed the rhythm of his body and kicked out subconsciously, landing a kick right on the crotch of his opponent!

Aooo!

With a loud scream, he clutched his crotch and knelt on the ground, tears in his eyes.

The other three thugs also felt pain in their lower body and subconsciously tightened their legs. Even Pan Qiang couldn't help but join the Wudang Sect.

"You guys be careful, this kid is a bit strange!"

Pan Qiang couldn't help but remind him when he recalled the perverted Luo Sheng.

"Break one of his arms, reward him 100,000 yuan!" One leg will cost me two hundred thousand! "

To Pan Qiang, what was money? Money is a bastard! As long as he took out the money, there would be countless people who would take the risk and protect him from the elements! That foolish competition of Luo Sheng's was already worth it, but he was afraid that he would never be worth this amount of money in his entire life!

So what if Luo Sheng could fight? These four henchmen were all hired by him at a high price, wouldn't it be easy for him to take care of them?

Indeed, these people were all vicious. As soon as Pan Qiang gave the order, a sinister smile appeared on their faces as they pulled out seven-hole blades from their backs.

As long as he didn't cut his head off, this kid wouldn't die! At most, he would just bleed and be crippled. What was there to be afraid of, since Young Master Pan was helping them! Beautiful to be able to make a fortune by hacking people!

The two thugs who had played the role of the police before were the most aggressive. One of them, the fatty, was holding onto a seven-hole blade. He had already jumped in front of Luo Sheng and chopped down on his arm!

A golden-armored Immortal general appeared in front of Luo Sheng, holding a treasured blade and chopping down at him!

As the illusion dissipated, Luo Sheng returned to reality. In front of him was a shining machete!

"Ah!

Rusheng's scalp felt like exploding! Subconsciously, he kicked the chair in front of him.

This wooden chair was not light at all. It was at least 30 jin in weight. But now, he had sent him flying with a kick, slamming into Fatty's head! The chair was torn to pieces, and Fatty's head was bleeding. He screamed as he fell to the ground.

The scrawny man took the opportunity to sneak attack from the side, his machete slashing straight towards Rosen's most valuable thigh!

It was as if some kind of defense mechanism had been activated within Rusheng's body. He started to move on his own. Like a bolt of lightning, his right hand stretched out and grabbed the thin man's wrist.

"Ka ka!"

The scrawny man's wrist cracked with the force of Rusheng's palm! "Crack!" He screamed, and the knife came out of his hand and clattered to the ground.

Rosen continued to hold onto the thin man's wrist. Although he was thin, he was not short at all. He was about 1.8 meters and weighed 130 kilograms. However, it was like a toy at this moment. It was directly flung by Luo Sheng and flew five to six meters away. It smashed over the shelves at the back and lost consciousness.

There was only one thug left, he noticed that Luo Sheng's gaze fell on him, he immediately stomped his eyes and became furious. Then, he kneeled down in front of Luo Sheng.

"Grandpa, please spare my life, I'm just out to have a meal!"

"Scram!"

Luo Sheng cursed loudly. That fellow ran away even faster than a dog with his hands and feet on the ground, just like that, he ran away like that!