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Chapter 769 You Are Not Dead

At the moment, he is a patient who cannot move his right hand. How can he be the opponent of Huo Huanyu and the dozen or so top bodyguards around him? What's more, there is Mu Huifang, who is only stronger than Liu Jundu, watching from the side.

So Zou Dazhuang's fate is obvious.

When Zou Dazhuang was dragged by his hair, like a dead dog, from his own inpatient building to Li Jin's inpatient building, and when he entered the ward and saw Li Jin, Zou Dazhuang realized that Huo Huanyu was working for Li Jin.

Revenge comes.

This time, Zou Dazhuang didn't panic anymore.

"Li Jin, it is indeed the person you are looking for!" Zou Dazhuang received a solid beating and was slapped by Huo Huanyu just now. He looked extremely embarrassed at the moment, but when he faced Li Jin, he still looked arrogant.

Arrogant.

"You're not dead! That's great!"

"hehe!"

"I will remember this beating. Just wait, I will kill you soon!"

"The previous lesson wasn't enough, was it? It seems I was too gentle! Next time, the place you lie on will not be a hospital bed, but a morgue!"

When Zou Dazhuang said these words, Li Jin remained expressionless, but the others were already furious.

"Ajun!" Su Wanqing shouted.

Liu Jun stood up immediately and slapped Zou Dazhuang on the face without saying a word.

Liu Jun slapped this slap with anger and did not hold back at all.

Zou Dazhuang only felt a numbness on his face, and then his vision went dark, and then a burning pain came on his cheek, and he felt like a layer of his face had been scratched off.

The huge force caused Zou Dazhuang, who was squatting on the ground, to be thrown to the ground. He turned around and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. There were several big white teeth in the pool of blood, which were obviously broken by Liu Jun's slap.

Half teeth.

Huo Huanyu chuckled, stepped on Zou Dazhuang's head, and said angrily: "At this critical moment, are you still so stubborn? Do you have the nerve to say that you are a child of a noble family?"

"The smartest thing about a child from an aristocratic family is that he can see the situation clearly. This obviously means that you are no longer your opponent. If you should give in, give in and look for opportunities in the future instead of insisting on being beaten. Do you understand?"

With that said, without any warning, Huo Huanyu raised his leg and kicked Zou Dazhuang in the door with the upper of his polished leather shoe. He only heard a clearly audible sound of cracking his nose bone and Zou Dazhuang's scream. Huo Huanyu said coldly

Growling: "I'm asking you, do you understand?"

Zou Dazhuang couldn't move his right hand, and could only cover his face with his left hand. With blood all over his body, he leaned against the wall, stared at Li Jin and Huo Huanyu with his blood-red eyes, and roared: "You have the guts."

If you are here, kill me, if you can’t kill me, I will kill you!”

"Throw away your nuts, keep your family property, don't give up face!"

Seeing Zou Dazhuang's arrogance, Huo Huanyu's Hong Kong accent came out, and he stretched out his hand. Behind him, a bodyguard who knew Huo Huanyu's temperament very well naturally sent a swinging stick to him.

Huo Huanyu shook his hand and swung the stick with great skill. He raised his hand and hit Zou Dazhuang's left arm with the stick. There was another click, and Zou Dazhuang's left arm was hit to the bone.

"You're a fool from the Male Gobi, sitting in a well and looking at the sky. What the hell are you doing in Guancheng? There are hundreds of prefecture-level cities like Guancheng in the country, do you really think of yourself as a dish?"

"In Guancheng, these natives call you young master, do they really think of themselves as the second generation? Damn your mother, the reputation of the second generation is ruined by you country bumpkins who sit in a well and watch the sky and have never seen the world."

Huo Huanyu was beating while talking, and the stick in his hand was playing tricks on him. One stick after another hit Zou Dazhuang's body. In just three or five strokes, Zou Dazhuang was beaten so hard that he didn't even have the strength to scream.

He was lying on the ground, twitching constantly, and it seemed that he could only breathe out but not breathe in.


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