Suddenly, Ma Jinhai couldn't help but be startled, and asked in confusion: "Wait! You...what do you mean?"
"My wife's left forearm is broken. Do you think I let you go so easily?"
Ye Zihao said disdainfully.
"But...but she accidentally hit something at that time, and I didn't ask anyone to hurt her."
Ma Jinhai defended himself and said.
"If it weren't for you, would my wife be hurt?" Ye Zihao asked in return.
"I...I, I!"
Suddenly, Ma Jinhai was speechless.
At this time, Ye Zihao looked extremely cold, and then said ruthlessly to him, "Ma Jinhai! My wife's left arm is fractured, so you have to taste the fracture."
"No...no! No!"
When Ma Jinhai saw this, he was so frightened that he stopped him quickly, but Ye Zihao had no intention of being soft-hearted at all.
He saw his arm suddenly punch forward, hitting Ma Jinhai's arm hard.
"Crack!"
Under the huge force, Ma Jinhai's bones were broken on the spot.
"Ah...ah! Ah!"
Ma Jinhai was in so much pain that the veins in his neck were bulging. Whoever had his arm broken with such terrifying force would probably scream.
At this time, he gritted his teeth and struggled to squeeze out a sentence and said: "Big...brother! This...this is the right arm, not the left arm. You...you made the wrong call! Oops!"
"You typed it wrong?" Ye Zihao sneered, and then said: "Then I will type it again!"
Say it!
He punched out his arm suddenly, like an iron fist, and forcefully broke Ma Jinhai's left forearm.
"You...you're numb...paralyzed! Um?"
Ma Jinhai wanted to curse, but the pain caused him to faint on the spot.
palm!
arm!
All were interrupted!
It is estimated that no one was as miserable as Ma Jinhai, but Ye Zihao, who hit the person, acted as if nothing happened, and then walked back to his seat.
The woman's expression was so shocked that she was speechless.
"Beauty!"
"Actually, I wasn't kidding when I said I was going to beat Ma Jinhai! I didn't scare you when I hit someone just now!"
Ye Zihao smiled and said.
"No...not scared!"
Although the woman said so, her expression betrayed her.
Apparently!
She was frightened!
Not only her, but everyone was scared.
The dignified young man of the Ma family was actually tortured to the point of being as miserable as a dog, no! To be precise, the dogs were better than him, because at this moment, Ma Jinhai could no longer be described as "miserable".
…
Half an hour later!
In the hospital ward, Ma Wei saw his son being beaten until he was completely disabled, and he was so angry that he was shaking all over.
He quickly ran up and asked with great concern: "Jin Hai! You... what's wrong with you? Tell dad quickly, who... beat you so badly?"
"Dad! It's... Yang Ruobing's old... husband."
Ma Jinhai's face turned pale and he struggled to say a word.
"Yang Ruobing's husband?"
"Yes! It's... it's him! Dad, you... you have to avenge me! I... it hurts so much."
Ma Jinhai looked aggrieved, as if his father had died.
"Jin Hai! You can rest in peace and recover. Dad and I will definitely uphold justice for you."
Ma Wei nodded with a gloomy expression.
Immediately afterwards, he asked someone to retrieve the surveillance video of the bar at that time, and the whole city was searching for Ye Zihao's whereabouts.
…
1 hour later!
Ma Wei returned to the villa!
However, as soon as he arrived at the door of the villa, he found a stranger appearing at his door.
This man was seen leaning against a car with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked very cold.
"You...who are you?"
Suddenly, Ma Wei became alert and asked.
"Who am I? Haha! I am the person you are looking for." Ye Zihao responded with a faint sneer.
"You...you are Yang Ruobing's husband?"
In an instant, Ma Wei was shocked and asked urgently.
"right!"
"Damn it! Did you beat my son to death?"
"right!"
"Young man! I searched the whole city for your whereabouts, and you dared to come to my door. Are you too arrogant?"
Ma Wei's expression was unusually sinister and he said coldly.
"Arrogant? A little bit! But I am pressed for time and want to get rid of the troublesome things at once."
Ye Zihao flicked the ash from his cigarette and said calmly.
In fact!
He will go to "get goods" with Meng De tomorrow night, so he cannot stay in Mingshan City for too long.
Ma Jinhai was somewhat influential in the local area, and since he was beaten into a disability by himself, people from the Ma family would surely cause trouble for him.
Therefore, Ye Zihao didn't stop doing anything, so he took the initiative to come to the door.
"Young man! It's not a good thing to be too arrogant, because such people usually die quickly."
Ma Wei suppressed his anger and said coldly.
"If you are not arrogant, you will waste your youth! When you are young, you have to pull. When you are old and lose your teeth, you will not be able to pull you even if you want to."
Ye Zihao shrugged, looking relaxed.
"Young man! What is your purpose in coming to our door?"
Ma Wei asked with a very gloomy expression.
"My wife was injured by your son, and I just want to discuss compensation with you, the father."
Ye Zihao's expression was natural, but his tone was filled with an air of refusal.
"What?"
"You injured my son, and you have the nerve to ask me about compensation?"
Suddenly, Ma Wei became angry and shouted loudly.
"Your son was disabled by me, but the problem is that my anger has not gone away. What do you think should be done?"
Ye Zihao asked calmly with an unusually cold expression.
"How to deal with it?"
"Damn it! If I don't show off my power, you think I'm a sick cat, right? Come on! Get this kid down, I'm going to beat him to a cripple with my own hands."
Ma Wei was so angry that he shouted orders loudly.
"Yes! Master!"
At this time, the bodyguards behind him responded in unison.
After a while!
More than a dozen people rushed out from the villa. They were all carrying machetes in their hands, and each of them had a fierce look. They suddenly surrounded Ye Zihao on three levels inside and three outside.
"You bastard! You fucking hurt my young master, and it's time for you to die!"
"Brothers! Come together!"
"Kill!"
…
Seeing these bodyguards swarming up like a swarm of swarms, in their opinion, the dozen or so people on their side could drown Ye Zihao with just a spit of saliva from each of them.
However, what happened next completely overturned their views.
The more people bully the less people?
Nima!
To be precise, if there are fewer people, there will be more bullies!
I saw Ye Zihao, who was surrounded, walking through the crowd with a very ghostly pace.
So fast!
It's simply impossible to see with the naked eye!
Wherever his afterimage touched, someone screamed.
In just a few minutes, everyone in the audience fell down, except for one person standing... Ye Zihao!