Xu Yang held the ashtray and asked Mr. Zhang to choose one by himself.

Either eat the cigarette butts inside or smash them on the head.

Mr. Zhang was shocked. How could he eat such dirty things? And he also had phlegm and spitting.

It looks like vomiting.

But letting this thing hit you on your head may be a death.

"Xu, Mr. Xu, if you smash it, can you just smash it?"

Zhang Zongzhi asked stutterly, if he only smashed it, he felt that he could bear it.

"You've also talked to me about the conditions?"

Xu Yang was amused. Was this person scared?

"Select quickly, I'll give you three seconds to consider."

"three."

"two."

"one……"

"I smash it, I'm willing to be smashed, and I won't eat cigarette butts when I die."

Mr. Zhang said firmly that he felt that he would be hit by a few times at most, and his head should be able to withstand it.

Xu Yang would definitely not beat him to death, because the other party didn't have the courage.

"You are very awesome. You actually chose to be beaten. Then I will satisfy your wish."

Xu Yang handed the ashtray to the management behind him and said, "Come here, smash it one by one."

What?

More than 20 people were shocked, and they didn't expect the boss to let them smash it.

What if this kills a person?

"You can get out of it if you don't smash it or not."

Xu Yang said lightly.

"I'll smash it."

A manager took the ashtray and Boss Zhang said angrily: "Xiao Wang, I treat you the best, you dare to smash me!"

"I'm sorry, I have to listen to my boss."

Xiao Wang laughed dryly, then held the ashtray tightly and came to Boss Zhang's head.

He used very light strength, and after hitting it, he only made his forehead feel refreshed.

"So light, didn't you eat?"

Xu Yang said plainly.

Xiao Wang was embarrassed and handed over the ashtray to the next person.

The second person came to Boss Zhang and said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I don't want to lose this job."

With a bang, she used a little more force and a louder sound.

The third person came over.

"Mr. Zhang, I still have children to raise."

The strength she used was greater than the first two. When the ashtray was smashed, Mr. Zhang's eyes turned dark and he almost fainted.

Then, the fourth, the fifth...

The people behind will use more strength than the people ahead.

When he turned to the last few, every time he bleed, he splashed out, and Mr. Zhang lay on the ground with great pain.

The head is already bleeding.

And Xu Yang also discovered a strange scene, that is, when the person behind him smashed him down, he would not feel that he would kill him.

And they have another mentality, that is, if I smash someone to death, it has nothing to do with me.

They may even put the blame on the person ahead, which will reduce their inner guilt.

After about twenty people smashed it, Mr. Zhang lay on the ground and was unconscious, and the floor was covered with blood.

The ashtray also cracked.

Xu Yang thought to himself, why bother you? Wouldn’t it be enough to eat cigarette butts?

"Just get it out and don't let him die here." Xu Yang said.

Several managers pulled the person out.

Xu Yang turned his head and looked at the uncle, who nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Xu Yang knew that he had done nothing wrong.

"Everything goes out." Xu Yang waved his hand.

Everyone went out.

"Brother Yang, that Zhang will never die, it seems a bit miserable."

Chen Xiaoya asked worriedly.

"Those who won't die will be a concussion at most."

"I swallowed more than one million yuan, what's the point of suffering from this injury?"

Xu Yang said, looking at the uncle, smiled bitterly, and said, "All the bars and karaoke bars belong to mine?"

The uncle said kindly: "I've transferred it to you, and I only left one for myself to support myself."

Xu Yang sighed in his heart. He had never expected the uncle to do this before.

There are almost forty or fifty bars and disco halls in the country.

All of them became their own all of a sudden. Although their value soared, the pressure was even greater.

"Ahem, I'll go back and lie down first, I'm a little tired."

The uncle put on his mask, got up and walked out.

"Xiao Ya, come and clean up, I will go back with my uncle."

"Don't worry, Brother Yang, I will do it."

Chen Xiaoya said.

Xu Yang helped the uncle out of the bar and got into the Audi sedan.

"Uncle, why don't you go abroad to cultivate?"

Xu Yang said.

"Forget it, I'll be cured."

The uncle shook his head.

Xu Yang said: "Maybe we can still rescue it, after all, foreign medical care is more developed than domestic."

Seeing that the uncle was hesitating, Xu Yang knew that there was still a chance, so he immediately picked up his cell phone, contacted the channel, and took the uncle to a foreign hospital.

After calling, the uncle suddenly sighed and said, "At my age, everything is easy to see. If you live for a few more years, you will only have a few more years of meals."

Xu Yang smiled and said, "You can't say that. Isn't life just for happiness? Uncle, your family is a happy one, but you are plagued by illness."

"Wouldn't it be better if the disease is cured and I'm going to live my life at home?"

The uncle smiled and said nothing.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove home.

Xu Yang helped the uncle upstairs and opened the door and entered the room.

"Uncle, I just bought this house and it's still very new."

Xu Yang asked with a smile.

The uncle said kindly and said, "I bought three houses, one for myself, one for parents, and another for the children."

"I also left some money. When I die, my wife can still remarry with her children."

"If you have money, other men will not dare to bully her."

After hearing this, Xu Yang really felt that the uncle was so good that he even wanted to get this.

Just doing this makes me feel like I have already explained my funeral to myself, which is very bad.

Xu Yang sat down and started chatting with the uncle.

After chatting for about an hour, the doctor came and asked to check the uncle's health.
To be continued...