A shrill scream came out, the face of the young man with black moles condensed in pain, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
"Put it up!" Zhao Xingji curled his lips and sneered. His cold voice was like a demonic voice coming from hell, so cold that it made people palpitate. When the young man with black moles heard this, his howling voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at Zhao with horrified eyes.
Xingji, the way you look at him is no different from looking at the devil.
hiss!
The companions of the young man with the black mole couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They were also shocked by Zhao Xingji's cold and cruel words. The palm of the young man with the black mole had been smashed to pieces, and he actually asked him to smash it.
Putting his palm up, this is a rhythm that will completely destroy his hand.
"No...have mercy on me...just go around me..." The young man with black mole begged for mercy in fear, his body was shaking like leaves in the autumn wind, his legs were swinging, and a trace of water and wetness extended downwards along with the swinging legs.
, quickly spread to the ground, and he was so frightened that he peed.
"Don't make me say it a second time!" Zhao Xing glanced at the young man with a black mole with disdain and said coldly. The young man with a black mole heard this, although he was unwilling to do so, but for fear of offending him, he so
His body was buried at the bottom of the river, but he finally chose to succumb and tremblingly pressed his palms on the table again.
Bang bang bang!
After several consecutive knocks, the wine bottle shattered, and the bones were also broken. The palm of the young man with black moles had already turned into a bloody cake under the heavy blows, with green tendons on the red and blood-white ones.
The bones shrink, looking shocking and shocking.
"Entertain them well, and there is also a driver. I want them to never be a speedster again in their lives." After smashing the palm of the young man with black moles, Zhao Xingji released his palm and let the half-cut beer bottle go.
Falling to the ground, he took one last look at the young man with the black mole, turned around and left the room that was filled with the smell of urine and blood. Before leaving the house, he issued a cold command. One sentence had already decided the fate of these people.
Zhao Xingji left the food stall, followed by more than ten people, and the rest stayed to carry out his orders. Miserable howls could be heard from time to time, but Zhao Xingji never looked back and got into the car.
, took out his cell phone and dialed Ye Ming's number.
"Boss Ming, the matter has been settled. Those two speedsters can no longer do evil." The call was connected and Zhao Xingji reported. "How is she?" Ye Ming asked hesitantly. "Teacher Yang's
The injury is not serious, there is no broken bone, it is just a sprain, it will be fine after a few days of rest, you don’t have to worry." Zhao Xingji said quickly.
Knowing that Yang Yuxi was fine, Ye Ming felt relieved and said, "Thank you for your hard work." He was about to hang up the phone when Zhao Xingji called out to him, "Boss Ming..."
"Well?" Ye Ming raised his eyebrows. "Boss Ming, do you think you want me to send a few people to secretly protect Teacher Yang?" Zhao Xingji hesitated and said. The other end of the phone fell into silence, and there was no sound for a long time, except for the presence and absence of anything.
His breathing proved that Ye Ming was still there and heard his words.
"No need!" After thinking for a while, Ye Ming faintly uttered these two words. "Well, I will keep an eye on her often, and similar things will never happen again." Zhao Xingji promised.
Ye Ming responded and hung up the phone. A ray of light flashed out from his eyes, and he spoke with sonorous words, "Since this battle is inevitable, then take the initiative and fight him to the bitter end!"
