Naduo sneered, "Fifth Master, I'm going to cut off ten fingers of this guy!"

The subordinate smiled and said, "Just just cut a finger, just use a knife?" After that, he pulled out a short knife from his waist and handed it to Na Duo.

But Naduo did not reach out and said, "How can a knife cut be as pleasant as an axe?"

The subordinate smiled bitterly and said, "But the brothers don't use axes as weapons, and they won't be able to find them for a while."

Only then did Naduo reluctantly take the short knife.

The subordinate persuaded Naduo when he took the knife, "The fifth master should be more at ease. He cut off ten fingers in one go. It would be a death if he didn't have time to stop the bleeding. If there is a mistake, the young master will blame him, the young guys can't afford it!"

The subordinate's words were obscure, but they understood the meaning very well. Na Duo couldn't help but hesitate when he heard this. As a child of the Qing Dynasty, although Na Duo had been writing, he did not lose his martial arts. He had not done any hard work, and he could only be regarded as a brief understanding of the fur. However, he had experienced the taste of cutting his fingers in person, and he still remembered it freshly. His subordinate's reminder was good. When one of his fingers was cut off, it would be difficult to stop the blood. If ten fingers were cut off at the same time, he might have killed the old ghost because of the continuous blood flow. He boasted that he promised that he would pry open the old ghost's mouth within five days, but in just half a day, the old ghost died. This result was indeed impossible to explain to Li Xier.

But he had already spoken loudly in front of the old ghost, and Na Duo had no way out. Fortunately, this guy was still very active, so he changed his words: "Fifth Master, did you say you want to cut off ten fingers at once? Fifth Master, what I want is to play slowly, cut off two one a day, one on the left and right, and there is no loss there!"

Li Xier's men sneered in their hearts, but they were still respectful on their faces and complimented: "That fifth master is wise."

"You two took his hand and spread his fingers away." Na Duo shook his short knife in his hand, thinking about how to swing it with one knife to be cool and happy.

The two men took Lao Gui's left hand and raised it into the air to find that there was nowhere to press it. They had to remove the Lao Gui from the iron chain on the wall and take it to the desk in a corner of the room.

"Tsk, tsk, how can it be the left hand? Change the right hand! Don't you know that the old ghost is a left-handed?" Na Duo held the short knife and gestured for a moment, but sighed and shook his head, making an inexplicable request.

The two men changed Lao Gui's right hand and pressed it on the desk, and disconnected the old Gui's five fingers. One of them said, "The fifth master, come on!"

Na Duo smiled sinisterly, shook his sword in front of the old ghost twice, and said, "Old ghost, old ghost, if you take this sword, your finger will be goodbye to you forever. Don't think it's the fifth master, I'm not as careful as you imagined. Five master, all I want is the whereabouts of that treasure, but if you bite it, who can you blame me?"

The old ghost laughed and said, "I'm afraid that you cut off my old ghost's fingers and cut off your Duo's neck with this knife."

Na Duo made a terrified look and laughed: "If you don't say it, I really forgot. Our old ghost brother has Gu Haoran as a backer behind him. Tsk tsk, I'm really scared to death. This is not good, old ghost, you know that I'm timid and afraid of trouble. When you hear Gu Haoran's name, you will tremble all over. When you tremble, your hands will lose their correctness. In the end, you are still the one who suffers, hahaha."

With a grim smile, Na Duo clenched his teeth and swung the short knife in his hand. The old ghost responded with a muffled groan.

"That Fifth Master, although his fingers are thin, there are bones connected in it, so he still needs to use some strength. Also, you can't close your eyes. If you go astray and kill us brothers, do you think it's wronged or not?" One of the subordinates shook his head helplessly, but there was no lack of sarcasm in his respectful tone.

Na Duo's sword swung only hurt the flesh of the old ghost's index finger. Looking at Na Duo again, the hand holding the knife was trembling. Although his heart was cruel enough, he lacked courage. When he swung the sword, he had lost confidence, so the knife was naturally weak and weak.

"You can do it!" Na Duo threw the short knife on the desk and picked up his hands.

The man was not vague, picked up the knife, weighed it, and asked, "Is it still an index finger?"

Na Duo snorted coldly, turned around, returned to the folding chair, and said, "It's up to you!"

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Zhao Daxin followed Zhao Daming back to the entrance of Anliangtang General Hall.

It was almost evening, and Gu Haoran was not in the hall, so the two brothers had to wait patiently.

Zhao Daming went to the back hall for a walk. When he came back, he held a bowl of cold dishes and carried a bag of steamed buns. He greeted Zhao Daxin and said, "Daxin, I have been busy for almost a day and I have eaten nothing. Come on, just put my stomach on it."

Zhao Daxin shook his head and said, "I can't eat it."

Zhao Daming sighed and said, "You have to eat it even if you can't eat it. People are iron rice and steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you're hungry and you're hungry and you won't be useful if you get news about Uncle Ghost when you're hungry, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Zhao Daxin sighed dullly, hesitated for a moment, but still took the steamed bun handed over by Zhao Daming.

"You have to have confidence in our old Gu. Uncle Gui is from our Anliangtang. How can Lao Gu not care about it? As long as Lao Gu wants to do, there is nothing..." The two brothers ate, Zhao Daming persuaded Zhao Daxin, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly got stuck.

Zhao Daxin couldn't help but turn his head, but Gu Haoran had stood beside the two at some point.

"Sir, when did you come back? I was shocked!" Zhao Daming stuffed a large chopstick of vegetables into his mouth in panic, and then grabbed the steamed bun and ran away.

Gu Haoran cursed with a gloomy face: "Little bastard, can the monk run away or the temple? He is an old Gu, no big or small, no rules!"

Zhao Daming was gnawing on the steamed buns and muttered with a smile: "Otherwise, I'll call you Lao Gu, wouldn't you even ask me to call you Xiao Gu?"

Gu Haoran couldn't hold it in one, and laughed out loud: "Come here and sit down and eat, and you will be beaten when you're full!"

Zhao Daming responded: "Okay!" and then ran back happily.

Gu Haoran sat on the main seat at the entrance of the hall, clicked on the table next to him, and immediately served tea.

"Those guys all ran away?"

Zhao Daming responded while eating: "Well, I slipped along the underground pipes."

"They were well prepared, it seems that there were guidance from experts!"

Zhao Daming said: "Not necessarily. Before foreigners built houses and buildings, they were always accustomed to laying underground pipelines first. Foreigners often broke ground in the Qing Dynasty. It is normal for those oxtails to think of this way of slipping away."

Gu Haoran blew the tea leaves floating on the water, took a sip of the tea, and sighed: "If those oxtails can use this intelligence on the right path, they will not be bullied by their country. Forget it, just run away, and it will be worry-free if they run away."

The two of them spoke, but never mentioned their master's old ghost. Zhao Daxin couldn't help it and interrupted and asked, "Mr. Gu, what should I do if my master can't catch those people?"

Gu Haoran put down the teacup and said calmly: "Na Duo is gone. He was taken out of the Royal Circus early in the morning. He has not come back yet. I think he should be with your master."

Zhao Daxin couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said hatred: "It's really related to this five dogs."

Gu Haoran said, "The person who ordered the old ghost must be Na Duo. I just wondered why those oxtails caught the old ghost but gave up easily?"

Zhao Daming had his stomach full, wiped his mouth and responded: "You can't tell me that those ox tails will escape and return to the place where the ghost uncle is imprisoned."

Gu Haoran shook his head slightly and said, "It doesn't make sense. If this is the case, why would they have to go back to Harlem early in the morning? Isn't this kind of practice an unnecessary move?"

Zhao Daming smiled and said, "Oxtail likes to take off his pants and fart!"

Gu Haoran glared at Zhao Daming, then turned to Zhao Daxin and said, "No matter what their intentions are, you can find your master by finding out the whereabouts of Naduo. Fortunately, those vehicles used by those who used early in the morning were hired and used by drivers from the car dealer, so it is not difficult to find Naduo."

Na Duo looked at the index finger of the old ghost who was presenting him, and couldn't help but shivered. The appetite twitched under the sternum, and a mouthful of sour water immediately surged into his throat. Na Duo hurriedly held his breath, swallowed one after another, and pressed down the sour water, thus avoiding the embarrassing thing that vomited out.

"Take it away, throw it away quickly. Fifth Master, I am a scholar, and I can't see such a bloody thing." Na Duo covered his mouth and nose, and turned his head to the side.

"I am the Lord, I am just trying to ask the fifth master, will I still be tried today?" The man wrapped the old ghost's thumb with a piece of cloth that was pulled from the old ghost's clothes and put it in his pocket.

Naduo waved his hand in annoyance and said, "Fifth Master, I'm tired. Go upstairs to rest for a while. You guys must guard it."

After Naduo left, the two subordinates also left the room used to interrogate the old ghost. However, they started talking at the door before they walked away.

The old ghost was cut off his thumb, fell into a coma after suffering pain, and was locked back to the wall. He just woke up. After waking up, he heard the conversation between the two people outside the door.

"Why haven't the people from Anliangtang come to the door yet? We've left them some clues!"

"Don't worry, if it really doesn't work, let's just send a letter to the people in Anliangtang?"

"We are not in a hurry, we just can't figure out why the adults do this."

"What? Are you scared?"

"Haha, I'm going to tell you, since I entered the door of the Internal Machinery Bureau, my brother has given up his life and death. But, today I'm a little unwilling to die in this foreign country!"

"Brother said it well! We, from the day we entered the Internal Machinery Bureau, this life is no longer our own. Although it is a bit frustrating to die in the United States of America, I think about it, isn't it just a stinky skin? If you and my brothers die for Lord Li, Lord Buddha and the Qing Dynasty, they will only die as much as possible. They will definitely move the world and bring our undead back to their hometown."

The other person seemed to be touched and didn't talk to each other again.

After a moment of calmness, the man who called himself brother said, "Have all the institutions arranged?"

Another person replied: "It's almost done. I'm doing it at night. I'm not idle during the day, which is just a little more or less."

The brother said, "I hope the master's plan will be fulfilled. It is best if Anliangtang is fully launched. This battle will cause him severe damage."

Another laughed and said, "An Liangtang deserves it! He has left the Qing Dynasty and lives a peaceful life. He has to hang out with the anti-party and Hu. In the end, will he still betrayed by the anti-party?"

The brother praised the brother and laughed and said, "It's not just betrayal, it's just playing around with the slap list. It's clearly a conspiracy to provoke the relationship between the court and the important officials. Unexpectedly, after only a little money, the representatives of the rebel party were all recruited. This battle was nothing more than a lesson for An Liangtang to not meddle in other people's business."

Another smiled and said, "If we can kill the Gu surname, then our brothers will die!"

The brother-called brother sneered: "I'm afraid he won't dare to come. As long as he comes, he won't be able to go back. Otherwise, how can we be worthy of the efforts of the other party against the party?"

At this moment, another person came and said, "The people from Anliangtang have appeared. The boss asked you two to come over!"

The three of them muttered to walk away, and the old ghost's ears finally returned to peace.

Perhaps it was because they were nervous when they heard the conversation between the two, or perhaps because the torture they suffered too much, the old ghost fell into a coma again after the three of them left.

Brother Anliang's work efficiency was very high. As soon as the sky was getting dark, he had already found out where Naduo was going and reported the specific address to Gu Haoran.

Zhao Daming wiped the revolver in his hand aside, and without raising his head, he asked directly: "Let's do it? I'll take someone there, you can wait for news at home!"

Gu Haoran was not anxious or impatient, and said calmly: "Although that place is in the suburbs, it is still under the jurisdiction of the New York Police Department. If you don't say hello, you will use a rash shot. It's hard to explain!"

Zhao Daming snorted, looked up at Gu Haoran, and smiled and said, "When did our Anliangtang become so law-abiding?"

Gu Haoran replied calmly: "Let's start from now on."

Zhao Daming shrugged his shoulders and simply closed his mouth.

Zhao Daxin was confused and said anxiously: "Mr. Gu, are you still planning to call the police? Master is in their hands. If he calls the police..."

Gu Haoran interrupted Zhao Daxin and said, "I have repeatedly considered this matter and thought I must call the police."

Zhao Daxin's eyes were red, but he was begging for other people's affairs, but he could only do it in a hurry. In this situation, if you want to save someone, you can only attack. If you call the police, it will be too late to say that it will easily anger the other party and lead to the result of treasury.

Next to him, Zhao Daming stabbed Zhao Daxin and smiled and said, "Mr. Gu is worried that he has already dug a hole and is waiting for us. It's not bad to find a few foreign policemen to test the truth."

Zhao Daxin said: "But the problem is that as long as the foreign police show up, they may have the idea of ​​killing the master first and then escaping!"

Zhao Daming stabbed Zhao Daxin again, then whispered in the direction of Gu Haoran, "Stop quarreling, look at Old Gu like that, you must be thinking about conspiracy."

For Zhao Daxin, the only way to rescue his master was to lean up quietly and launch a surprise attack, caught his opponent off guard, making them unable to attack his master. There was no other way. Therefore, Zhao Daxin had a lot of complaints about Gu Haoran, who closed his eyes slightly, but it was just inconvenient to attack him.

In just two or three minutes, Gu Haoran opened his eyes and ordered: "Da Ming, call all your brothers, and in addition, take Daxin brothers to the back hall to rest."

Zhao Daxin certainly refused and shouted: "Mr. Gu, my Zhao Daxin's life was given by my master. To save my master, I must rush to the front."
To be continued...