Fatty Luo and Yu Lili's hopes were shattered at the same time.
Because they were all wrong. It turned out that Ling Shaofeng didn't like Yu Lili's body. Not only did he not like it, but he also hated it. If he was given the body of a woman he hated, how could Ling Shaofeng not be angry?
The consequences of anger are very serious.
Ling Shaofeng suddenly stood up, slammed the unfinished cigarette butt on the ground, walked over, picked up Fatty Luo's collar, and punched him in the face.
Fatty Luo was hit so hard that his eyes were filled with little stars, while Ling Shaofeng's face became increasingly blurry.
Damn it, what do you mean? Give me the woman you fucking slept with? That is simply an insult to me.
In Fatty Luo's eyes, Ling Shaofeng is a little Yakuza and a low-class person. A lowly little Yakuza enjoying Yu Lili's body is already a high regard for him. However, Fatty Luo did not expect that Ling Shaofeng would not appreciate it at all.
He was furious because of this, and Fatty Luo soon learned how terrifying it was for a low-class little loser to be angry.
Ling Shaofeng took Fatty Luo by the collar and threw him to the ground. His round body hit the floor with a muffled thud. Fatty Luo screamed, and his whole body felt as if it was falling apart.
Before he could recover, Ling Shaofeng walked over and kicked him on the buttocks, then raised his fist and punched him all over his body.
For Fatty Luo, Ling Shaofeng didn't need to focus on any moves at all. He just hit him violently without any rules. The sound of the fist hitting his fat body was more satisfying than hitting him on a sandbag.
When he beat Fatty Luo violently, Ling Shaofeng had a fierce expression on his face. In front of his eyes was the ancient scene of Wu Song riding on a tiger and punching the tiger. He didn't know why the scene of Wu Song beating the tiger appeared at this time.
Picture? Wu Song must have been so vicious when he beat the tiger at that time, but Fatty Luo was not a tiger, he was just a pig.
"Oh, don't fight, don't fight... Please, Grandpa, please spare me, if I kill another person..." Fatty Luo screamed miserably and begged for mercy without listening.
.
This time he begged for mercy from the bottom of his heart.
Ling Shaofeng finally gasped and stopped, put one foot on Fatty Luo's chest and asked: "Fatty Luo, you have done a lot of bad things in these years, right? Come on, tell me, let me hear what you have done in these years.
What sin?"
Fatty Luo was out of breath: "Grandpa, please spare me, I...I didn't do anything..."
"You're not fucking honest." Ling Shaofeng didn't wait for Fatty Luo to finish speaking, and stepped hard on his chest with one foot. Fatty Luo groaned, and his whole body was almost crushed.
"I said, I said..." Fatty Luo struggled to grab Ling Shaofeng's foot with one hand, trying to relieve some of the pressure on his chest.
Fatty Luo didn't know why Ling Shaofeng asked this question at this time? What bad things has he done in these years? He has done a lot of bad things, and he really wants to count them.
But if he said it, Ling Shaofeng wouldn't beat him even more?
But Fatty Luo didn't dare not say it.
It is easy for some people to do bad things, but it is a bit difficult for him to say it himself, especially at this time, and Fatty Luo knows very well that the bad things he did are extremely bad, bad to the core. If he says it, Ling Shaofeng will still
Even if his lungs are bursting with anger, how can he be spared?
But, but, he didn't dare not say it. Now that Ling Shaofeng was the master, he didn't dare to go west if he was asked to go east.
He can only pretend to be a grandson, and he has to pretend well. Once he pretends not to be good, his life will be in danger.
ps: Sorry for the late update today. Sorry, there will be another update later.