After a series of slaps, Yu Xiaogang's cheeks could not help but swell.
He didn't understand why the other party came in and caught him, so he beat him up and slapped him in the face.
He was certain that he had no grudge against the other party at all. Why the other party would beat him so violently made him confused.
Judging from what the other party meant, the other party also didn’t recognize him, he just grabbed him and slapped him hard.
This means that the other party does not come to seek revenge on you, but someone is unhappy with you, so the party comes to beat you.
After much deliberation, Yu Xiaogang could only think of two suspects.
One may be Haotian Mian, who had just left for a few days. Seeing that he was healed, he sent someone to take care of him.
The other one may be Wang Jingyu, who has a hatred for his wife.
From Yu Xiaogang's point of view, Wang Jingyu is more likely, and he is the most likely suspect of sending someone to deal with him.
Perhaps it was because Dong'er showed that he still had deep feelings for him in front of Wang Jingyu, and Wang Jingyu felt resentful about it, so he sent someone to deal with him.
For Yu Xiaogang, although this possibility is not 100%, it can definitely reach 99% possibility.
Thinking that Wang Jingyu was responsible, Yu Xiaogang became even more angry.
The man named Wang had been injured because of him and the bitch, but now his injuries were only less than two days old.
The man surnamed Wang couldn't wait to send someone to beat him up. He was simply bullying others!
Damn it! Damn it! People named Wang! Do you want to kill them all like this?
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened wider and wider, making the purple-clothed bishop of Wuhun Palace feel even more unhappy.
Is there something wrong with this person? He didn't know how to restrain himself after being beaten, but he still dared to blow his beard and stare at him!
Are you sure this guy isn't looking for death by lighting a lantern in the toilet? He likes to stare, right?
The purple-clothed bishop's eyes flashed with coldness, and without thinking, he directly increased the intensity of his stink face.
Snapped……
After a crisp sound.
Yu Xiaogang felt that his head was buzzing, and he was slapped on the spot and was stunned.
This crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent night, and all the teachers in the dormitory were awakened by the crisp sound.
However, these teachers had no idea that someone would dare to come to the college to commit murder, and they did not take this matter to heart, so they fell back to sleep.
After stunning Yu Xiaogang with a slap, the purple-clothed bishop still felt uncomfortable, especially since his eyes were as big as bells.
Therefore, the purple-clothed bishop didn't have the slightest pity. After his hand hurt from the beating, he kicked Yu Xiaogang to the ground, kicking and cursing at the same time.
"I asked you to stare, I asked you to stare, you bitch, you dare to stare at me, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have used this corner of the place, and stayed there for more than a week.
You are looking for death. You dare to offend the great His Majesty the Pope. I will make you humble. I will make you humble."
Originally, he would have considered that making too loud a sound would attract others to disturb him from completing His Majesty's orders.
But the more he beat him, the less he could suppress his unhappiness. He was a Soul Emperor-level figure, and he actually dressed up in disguise and waited for more than a week just to beat this loser.
Even he himself felt that he was overqualified, and it would have been enough to call a soul master to deal with such a waste.
But the superiors have to do it themselves, and this matter must be kept confidential, and they will have to come once a month in the future.
This made countless alpacas gallop in his heart. Couldn't he just slap this good-for-nothing to death and send him to see the King of Hell?
Thinking of this, the purple-clothed bishop's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but in the end, he thought about it and let it go.
After all, this was His Majesty's order, and because I carried out this order, my superiors agreed to increase my monthly salary by a full thousand gold soul coins.
Considering the increase of one thousand gold soul coins, the purple-clothed bishop thought it would be better to keep this thing.
The purple-clothed bishop kept kicking Yu Xiaogang's thighs, arms and stomach, hitting him so hard that he kept trying to scream, but he still couldn't scream a word.
However, because of the purple-clothed bishop's curses, he quickly attracted the attention of the other teachers and senior staff of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.
Outside the dormitory, it was already crowded with teachers and senior staff, and the door was kicked open.
"Who are you? Let go of the master quickly! Otherwise I won't be polite."
When the dean of the college saw Yu Xiaogang, who was sweating and beaten, his anger level instantly filled up.
He roared angrily and released his martial soul and four soul rings, showing his soul sect level strength.
As for the other teachers, they didn't have a good impression of Yu Xiaogang who was eating and drinking in the college.
Now seeing that he was beaten so hard that he couldn't find any direction, everyone looked at him with a sense of gloating about his misfortune.
The purple-clothed bishop didn't take the threat of the dean at all, he was just a soul sect.
If he dared to come up, the purple-clothed bishop definitely did not recommend severely injuring the dean, but he thought it was troublesome and instantly released his martial soul and six soul rings.
The configuration of two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings made the dean's anger instantly extinguish and he regained his consciousness.
Are you kidding me? With Soul Emperor level strength, let alone him not being able to defeat the opponent.
Even if the entire Noting Junior Soul Master Academy teachers and students came together, it wouldn't be enough for him to beat him up.
For the sake of the safety of the teachers and students in the school, he did not have the courage to provoke the other party anymore, so he could only grit his teeth and clenched his fists.
The purple-clothed bishop sneered disdainfully, stepped on Yu Xiaogang's right leg that had just recovered, and stepped on it hard.
There was only a sound of bones breaking, and veins suddenly popped up on Yu Xiaogang's face, and the severe pain made him whine.
After trampling on Yu Xiaogang's right leg, the purple-clothed bishop still wanted to crush it again and again with his feet.
Later, they trampled on Yu Xiaogang's left leg and two arms respectively. Anyway, his orders were that this guy could only lie in bed to recuperate.
The purple-clothed bishop was very measured in his actions, knowing that this injury would not kill Yu Xiaogang, but it would not make him feel better either.
After trampling on Yu Xiaogang's hands and feet, the purple-clothed bishop looked down at him and said in an indifferent tone.
"By the way, Your Majesty asked me to bring her a message to you so that you can thank her for the beating she gave you.
Originally, you should have knelt down to thank His Majesty for the lesson he gave you, but now that your leg is broken, you can’t even kneel down even if you want to, huh.”
After saying that, the purple-clothed bishop turned around and left. When he reached the gate, all the teachers took the initiative to avoid him, no one wanted to offend the other.
Even the dean of the college lowered his head and did not dare to look at the purple-robed bishop. The strength gap between the two sides was too big. If you don't want to die, it is best not to conflict with the other side.
Seeing the silence of these teachers and the dean of the college, the purple-clothed bishop sneered sarcastically and left without looking back, leaving everyone looking at each other...