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Chapter 075, Waste!

"Sha Lang, tell him to shut up!" Di Cheng tightened his grip on Zhao Minghui's hair and tore him apart. *www.shu8.com*Pao! Book*

"Let me go, let me go!" Zhao Minghui struggled violently, and the pain from his hair tearing was worse than the splitting of the bones in his legs.

"Shut up!!" Sha Lang stepped over, stopped, and started spinning with all his strength. His right foot was thrown up and directed toward Zhao Minghui's scolding mouth with a roaring and fierce aura.

Bang!! The sole of the shoe collided violently with the cheek, and the rough force went straight into the inside.

Zhao Minghui's head was violently thrown to the right, and the entire left cheek was bloody and bloody. A large amount of blood and teeth spurted out from his open mouth, and even his body was spinning under the impact of the force.

"I hate the second generation ancestors the most, especially those who are self-righteous, arrogant and bully. They are worse than scum." Di Cheng grabbed Zhao Minghui's head and pressed it heavily into the messy soup on the ground. He threw his hands and lifted it up from the ground.

He stabbed Zhao Minghui's thigh hard with a fork, penetrating the flesh and hitting the bones hard. Severe pain swept through his body again, and his head, which had been dazed by the kick just now, suddenly became clear.

"Ah" the sharp wail resounded through the entire floor like an alarm, and was clearly transmitted to the street outside. The students, who had already guessed what was going on, all looked up at the broken windows on the third floor of the hotel.

The waiters who were watching outside the door were so frightened by this bloody and cruel scene that they screamed and fled in panic. Even the people in other rooms closed the doors heavily and trembled secretly. Several girls in this room clung to them.

He huddled tightly in the corner, holding his head and shivering.

"Sister, it sounds like a scream." Outside the food court, Jin Yixuan and the others who had just arrived happened to hear the scream, and Huan'er suddenly jumped up excitedly.

"Stop messing around, let's go, hurry up." Jin Yixuan was a little flustered, complaining about Di Cheng's impulsiveness in her heart, and rushed towards the crowd in front. Qin Ze, who knew that he was causing trouble, led the members of the bodyguard team to rudely clear the way.

"Dicheng, you have to die!" Zhao Minghui stared at Di Cheng like a ghost, but his mouth was full of blood and broken teeth and he could no longer make a clear sound.

"Even if I die, I will definitely die later than you." Di Cheng sneered ferociously, grabbing the fork that had been inserted into Zhao Minghui's thigh, twisting it hard, stirring it back and forth, and the strong blood gurgled.

Gu Splash, these are the areas where pain is most obvious in the human body. You can imagine the pain caused by such rough actions.

"Ah" Zhao Minghui's whole body stiffened, he raised his head and screamed, but his ferocious and angry face was full of stubbornness, and he didn't say a single soft word.

"Brother Cheng, I have an idea. How about killing him?" Shalang originally wanted to use a knife to cut off his skin and feed it to the dogs, but then he suddenly had an evil idea.

"Definite?" Di Cheng turned his eyes, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and slashed Zhao Minghui's neck hard with his knife. The screams stopped on the spot, and his twitching body went limp. He also blasted out several frightened girls nearby.

"Instead of dying so happily, it would be better... to let him live a life that is worse than death. This boy must have harmed many girls. Let's do justice to him and castrate him!" Sha Lang chuckled ferociously as he spoke.

In the meantime, he had already begun to tear Zhao Minghui's pants, which were covered in blood.

Di Cheng's ferocious expression also turned cold, it was indeed true! Rather than killing him directly, it might be... better to let him live a life worse than death.

However, Di Cheng stopped Sha Lang from preparing for "castration", looked at his right hand and said, "I learned a move from Fang Zhongshou."

"Acupoint?" Sha Lang took back the knife.

Fingers moved slowly on Zhao Minghui's lower back, carefully measuring and distinguishing, Di Cheng said slowly: "There is an acupuncture point here. If it is hit hard, it will block the vas deferens pipeline and trap the essence of life.

If you do not perform professional acupoint dredging within a few days, some key parts will quietly become necrotic, and you will not be able to have sex in the future.

The best thing about this method is that outsiders can't detect anything unusual and can't treat her. By the time Zhao Minghui realizes that he doesn't do it... he has already completely lost his rights as a man."

At this point in the explanation, Di Cheng's swiping fingers suddenly stopped, and he pressed hard towards the lower back, transmitting the force and hitting the acupuncture points accurately.

Don't hesitate and take action!

"It's done?" Sha Lang's eyes lit up. Although it looked a bit mysterious, after seeing the horror of Fang Zhongshou, he did not dare to underestimate the impact of acupuncture points.

"It's already useless." Di Cheng sneered, but still didn't intend to let Zhao Minghui go. He clenched his hands into fists and struck his back fiercely. Although he didn't use his full strength, he still "taken care" of all the bones in his body.

, enough for him to stay in bed for a year and a half.

"Master!!" Rapid footsteps sounded, and three burly men rushed in at this time. It was the Zhao family's bodyguards who stayed downstairs. At first, they heard the chaos above, but they didn't think about the worst, until one after another

Their "acquaintance" fell from upstairs, and they panicked. But at this time, the waiters and students who were running away in panic had blocked the stairwell, and they finally rushed up after a lot of hard work.

It's just that...the mess in the room made their hearts hang high, and three pairs of eyes were fixed on Zhao Minghui as if they were being pulled.

The scene in front of them immediately made their brains dizzy, their steps became weak, and they almost collapsed.

"You are seeking death!" the three roared angrily, drawing their guns and about to shoot.

"Get out!" Shalang, who had already dodged to the door, immediately swept his legs and hit the man next to him. The strong power transmitted from his iron legs was released wantonly, sending the man flying out and hitting him hard.

He went to the wall behind, his head collided with the wall, and he was knocked unconscious on the spot.

After a successful blow, Shalang continued to spin, bringing out several afterimages, and kicked twice more. The two bodyguards who had not yet reacted quickly followed in the footsteps of their companions.

The strength of the three bodyguards is quite good, but compared to Sha Lang, who has reached the peak of silver... there is a huge difference.

With a disdainful snort, Sha Lang returned to Di Cheng. "Brother Cheng, I feel sick just looking at this kid, but I can't forgive him so easily. How about... we cripple his hands and vocal cords again?"

Let him be unable to speak or hold things for the rest of his life, and be completely disabled."

"Good idea." Just as he said it, Di Cheng pinched Zhao Minghui's thumb and twisted it to the side, click! There was a crisp sound of bone cracking and blood splattering, and the thumb was twisted into pieces.

"Hehe." Sha Lang laughed ferociously, picking up Zhao Minghui's other hand and preparing to crush it one by one with his fingers.

But then the unexpected happened again. A familiar shout suddenly came from the noisy chaos downstairs. After a while, the sound of police sirens also began to appear, becoming more and more obvious.

The familiar voice made Di Cheng frown, Yixuan is here? Why did she come so fast.

Shalang stood up and looked around, and happened to see a large number of police cars gathering towards the food court. Moreover, the distance was not too far away, and they would probably arrive at the scene soon.

"You came quickly enough, Brother Cheng, what should I do?"

"Let's go." Di Cheng didn't hesitate much, and punched Zhao Minghui on the buttocks. The ferocious force directly shattered his hip bone. This punch was enough to determine that Zhao Minghui would have to lie on his stomach for at least half a year, and would be incontinent.

Although Zhao Minghui was not killed today, the damage caused to him was definitely more painful than killing him!

Di Cheng quickly left the scene and rushed downstairs, but he collided head-on with the panicked Jin Yixuan at the corner of the stairs.

"What are you so anxious about?" The ferociousness and cruelty disappeared, Di Cheng smiled and supported Jin Yixuan, but the blood stains on his body still had a big visual impact.

"Where's Zhao Minghui? What did you do to him?" Jin Yixuan was anxious and angry, and she was no longer as gentle as usual. She was scared, really scared. If Di Cheng really killed Zhao Minghui, given the character of the Zhao family, it would definitely be

It's a storm.

"You bad guy, what did you do to him? Don't kill him." Nangong Huan'er pinched her waist and pretended to be angry, but her big eyes full of excitement clearly conveyed her original question - "Are you dead?"

?Did you kill him?"

"Don't worry, he's fine. I just gave him a simple lesson." Di Cheng held Jin Yixuan back, who wanted to continue to rush upward.

"Simple? A simple lesson, why throw someone from the third floor?" Jin Yixuan looked at Di Cheng angrily.

"Don't worry, I know for sure. If you fall from the third floor, you won't die. You'll have to lie in bed for three to five months at most. Zhao Minghui won't die either. I just broke a few of his bones. I'm sure he'll be alive and kicking in a year and a half. Let's go.

The police are here." Di Cheng responded casually, hugged Jin Yixuan, and quickly left through the back door.

"Let's go, let's go." Qin Ze also called to his brothers to evacuate quickly. The police were rushing here and they didn't care to go up to check Zhao Minghui's life or death.

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