Chapter: 2499
Ding Zhaoji was also stunned.
The vicious subordinates behind Ding Zhaoji were also shocked.
Being one minute late, I had to cut off a finger as the price for making a mistake!
Everyone looked at Zhonghu in shock, and many couldn't help but think: This guy is so crazy, doesn't he know that this person in front of him is Ji Ge, the emperor of Jiangnan's underground circle?
Before Ding Zhaoji recovered from the epicenter, some of the subordinates behind him walked towards Tsukatora with angry expressions on their faces, and cursed: "What the hell are you? Our boss is coming!" Seeing that you are already giving you a lot of face, you dare to trust us in front of our boss, believe it or not..."
A few guys haven't approached Tsukatora yet.
Among the Twelve Storm Guards behind Tsukatora, an Asian man with dyed silver hair flashed out with a cold face, like a white horse passing through the gap.
Swish!
The moment the silver-haired man passed by, he pulled out his sword with his backhand, and the light of the sword disappeared in a flash.
Ding Zhaoji's subordinates didn't react. All of them had their throats cut open by sharp blades, and blood spurted out from their throats...
The few guys couldn't even scream, they all clutched their throats, fell to the ground, and died tragically on the spot.
"ah!"
The two young girls beside Tsukatora screamed with horror on their faces.
Ding Zhaoji's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.
The subordinates behind him were all like monkeys frightened by blood, they kept retreating and trembling in fright.
Tsukatora said lightly: "Bailong, step back!"
Hearing this, the silver-haired man raised his saber horizontally, stared at Ding Zhaoji, with a strange smile on his face, licked off a trace of blood on the saber with his tongue, and then retreated back to the tomb tiger under the horrified gazes of Ding Zhaoji and others. behind.
Tsukatora shook the champagne in the glass slightly, looked at Ding Zhaoji indifferently, and said calmly: "I heard that you are the emperor of the underground circle in the south, so I asked you to help me."
"But now I'm disappointed in you."
"You have two choices now, either pay for your mistake, or I will let my men send you off the ship."
Ding Zhaoji's face was very ugly, but he wanted to leave, he didn't want to provoke the terrible plague god Tsukatora.
But he knows that if he proposes to leave now, it is estimated that Tsukatora's men will not only send them off the ship, but also send them to the underworld.
He gritted his teeth, picked up a fruit knife on the coffee table, and then bit the bullet and cut off the little finger of his left hand on the spot.
"Well!"
The moment the little finger was cut off, he couldn't help but let out a groan, his whole face was contorted in extreme pain, and cold sweat fell down.
His subordinates, as well as the two beauties beside Tsukatora, were all terrified.
Ding Zhaoji endured the severe pain, and said in a low voice: "So, is Mr. Tsukatora satisfied?"
Tsukatora smiled: "So-so!"
"Since you choose to cooperate with me, after I get rid of my enemy, I will never treat you badly. I have always been very clear about rewards and punishments."
Ding Zhaoji's expression was extremely complicated: "Thank you, Mr. Tsukatora." JrNovels.com
The vicious subordinates behind Ding Zhaoji were also shocked.
Being one minute late, I had to cut off a finger as the price for making a mistake!
Everyone looked at Zhonghu in shock, and many couldn't help but think: This guy is so crazy, doesn't he know that this person in front of him is Ji Ge, the emperor of Jiangnan's underground circle?
Before Ding Zhaoji recovered from the epicenter, some of the subordinates behind him walked towards Tsukatora with angry expressions on their faces, and cursed: "What the hell are you? Our boss is coming!" Seeing that you are already giving you a lot of face, you dare to trust us in front of our boss, believe it or not..."
A few guys haven't approached Tsukatora yet.
Among the Twelve Storm Guards behind Tsukatora, an Asian man with dyed silver hair flashed out with a cold face, like a white horse passing through the gap.
Swish!
The moment the silver-haired man passed by, he pulled out his sword with his backhand, and the light of the sword disappeared in a flash.
Ding Zhaoji's subordinates didn't react. All of them had their throats cut open by sharp blades, and blood spurted out from their throats...
The few guys couldn't even scream, they all clutched their throats, fell to the ground, and died tragically on the spot.
"ah!"
The two young girls beside Tsukatora screamed with horror on their faces.
Ding Zhaoji's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.
The subordinates behind him were all like monkeys frightened by blood, they kept retreating and trembling in fright.
Tsukatora said lightly: "Bailong, step back!"
Hearing this, the silver-haired man raised his saber horizontally, stared at Ding Zhaoji, with a strange smile on his face, licked off a trace of blood on the saber with his tongue, and then retreated back to the tomb tiger under the horrified gazes of Ding Zhaoji and others. behind.
Tsukatora shook the champagne in the glass slightly, looked at Ding Zhaoji indifferently, and said calmly: "I heard that you are the emperor of the underground circle in the south, so I asked you to help me."
"But now I'm disappointed in you."
"You have two choices now, either pay for your mistake, or I will let my men send you off the ship."
Ding Zhaoji's face was very ugly, but he wanted to leave, he didn't want to provoke the terrible plague god Tsukatora.
But he knows that if he proposes to leave now, it is estimated that Tsukatora's men will not only send them off the ship, but also send them to the underworld.
He gritted his teeth, picked up a fruit knife on the coffee table, and then bit the bullet and cut off the little finger of his left hand on the spot.
"Well!"
The moment the little finger was cut off, he couldn't help but let out a groan, his whole face was contorted in extreme pain, and cold sweat fell down.
His subordinates, as well as the two beauties beside Tsukatora, were all terrified.
Ding Zhaoji endured the severe pain, and said in a low voice: "So, is Mr. Tsukatora satisfied?"
Tsukatora smiled: "So-so!"
"Since you choose to cooperate with me, after I get rid of my enemy, I will never treat you badly. I have always been very clear about rewards and punishments."
Ding Zhaoji's expression was extremely complicated: "Thank you, Mr. Tsukatora." JrNovels.com
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