SFS Chapter 651 Completely Crazy Criticism
Chapter 651 Completely Crazy Criticism
"Boss Fu!"
"Boss Fu—"
When Fu Tingchen came to the basement, everyone stopped and stood aside.
The few men kneeling on the ground looked at the handsome man who walked in, and their faces, which were originally full of pain and numbness, showed expressions of horror.
Especially the two middle-aged men in the lead.
Fu Tingchen sat on the sofa prepared in advance, his long legs crossed, and he held a cigar in his bony hands and put it in his mouth.
A gray-blue flame emerged from the lighter and lit the cigar.
Fu Tingchen took a deep breath, and the bluish-white smoke was exhaled from his mouth. The casual and natural movements he made were indescribably eye-catching.
Of course, in such an atmosphere, no one dares to appreciate it.
"bring it here."
"Yes,"
Zheng Hao stepped forward with a few mercenaries.
The men on the ground were instantly dragged in front of Fu Tingchen like dogs being dragged to death.
Fu Tingchen's thin lips were lightly parted, and his dark eyes looked disdainfully at the few people under his feet, with indescribable viciousness and treachery.
"Apart from you, what other arrangements does Fu Qiming have?"
Several men looked at Fu Tingchen in horror with red, swollen and blue eyes, their throats seemed to be restrained, they wanted to say something but they didn't dare to say anything.
A thin, middle-aged man in the lead swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth tremblingly.
"Mr. Fu, we don't know what you mean. It's Mr. Fu Dongxu who sent us here, not Fu Qiming."
This is their unified statement in advance, which can not only drag Fu Dongxu into the water, but also keep the husband.
Their wealth and life are in the hands of the husband, so they have to do this.
Dare to quibble in front of Mr. Fu, it's really turning on the light in the bathroom.
--court death.
The corners of Zheng Hao's mouth twitched, looking at the man with cold eyes as if looking at a dead person.
"is it?"
Fu Tingchen's thin lips curled slightly, but his eyes were cold and piercing.
The man who spoke looked at those eyes with terrifying coercion, and his heart sank suddenly. He couldn't say what he was going to say at all, so he only dared to nod.
"In this case, I will send you to see Fu Dongxu."
Fu Tingchen let out a chuckle of unknown meaning, and the next moment he picked up the black glass bottle in his hand and slammed it on the man's head.
Click.
Accompanied by the crisp cracking sound, a pungent smell came out.
The pupils of the other men constricted in fright, and they quickly moved aside.
Is it gasoline?
What does Fu Tingchen want to do? !
The man lying on the ground only felt a sharp pain, several streams of bright red warm blood poured out from his head, staining his face red, but he didn't even have the strength to wipe it off.
But Fu Tingchen was not ready to let him go, and took out the high-quality windproof lighter in his well-articulated hands.
Click.
With the sliding of the gear, a blue-white flame emerges from the lighter.
Fu Tingchen's mouth curled into a cruel smile, and he slightly let go of his hands.
The lighter fell on the man.
boom! !
With the help of gasoline, the flames instantly rose up, engulfing the middle-aged man on the ground.
Seeing this scene, the other men collapsed to the ground in fright, and retreated to the sides in panic.
Burn people alive with gasoline? !
Fu Tingchen's methods are not so simple and ruthless, but he is a complete and frightening madman! !
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"
A shrill and tragic howl came from the man's mouth, sharp and ear-piercing.
"Fu Tingchen, you devil, I will drag you down today even if I die!!"
The man struggled frantically, got up with the last of his strength, and rushed towards Fu Tingchen.
"Boss Fu, be careful!!"
Zheng Hao and several other mercenaries who were close were startled by the man's sudden action, and ran towards Fu Tingchen one after another.
However, they moved quickly, and Fu Tingchen was even faster.
I saw the man who rushed towards him with a calm expression, raised his leg and kicked hard.
"what!!"
This kick was so powerful that the man covered in fire instantly flew out like a piece of rag, and fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
The burning is cool and the pain on the body is superimposed, which has long exceeded the limit that human beings can bear. The man can only vent through his voice.
He was rolling all over the floor, and his whole body looked like a tongue of flame writhing crazily, extremely weird.
Gradually, he stopped struggling, and died on the spot in a twisted posture with his hands grasping the ground and his legs bent.
The acrid smell of burnt corpses filled the air.
The remaining men looked at the charred corpse not far away, their bloodless faces turned paler.
They couldn't imagine how Fu Tingchen would treat them later.
Fu Tingchen sat back on the chair again, his handsome face against the light remained calm.
It seemed that the person who died just now was not a person, but an insignificant ant.
Of course, Fu Tingchen thought so too.
His sharp and cold eyes fell on the remaining men, and his thin lips moved slightly.
"What about you, who sent it?"
The bodies of the men were trembling crazily, but thinking of the family members who were still in Fu Qiming's hands, they gritted their teeth tightly and did not dare to speak easily.
Fear and family affection struggled back and forth in my mind.