"Baga, boy, how dare you play tricks on us?" Huang Mao shouted angrily, raised his leg and kicked Chen Zifei.
Huang Mao had a sinister smile on his face, and he was very confident in his kick. He was just a thin student, and he had a tough talk. If he really used his hands, he would definitely be a coward. This kick would knock him over.
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But what Huang Mao didn't notice was that Chen Zifei was looking at him like a dead man with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, a figure flashed, and Huang Mao flew away without even making a sound, falling to the ground and passed out.
Yi Yitong had already seen Chen Zifei do it, so she was not surprised. There was no way such a gangster could be his opponent, but Sang Yuan's eyes widened.
When the yellow-haired boy took action, he was watching the excitement, waiting to see this arrogant boy being tortured. He saw the boy raise his arm, and the yellow-haired boy flew out. What kind of skill was this? This was too much.
It's fierce.
Looking at Chen Zifei fearfully, Sang Yuan said with a sinister look in his eyes: "Boy, if you dare to hit me, do you know who I am?"
Sang Yuan was about to threaten this boy, but before he could tell his name, he suddenly felt that his eyes were moving upwards, and he was about to come into close contact with the chandelier above his head.
In an instant, Chen Zifei grabbed Sang Yuan by the collar and lifted him up. At the same time, he slapped Sang Yuan on the face with his right hand. Suddenly, a clear slap mark appeared on Sang Yuan's face.
"Who are you?" Chen Zifei sneered.
"I..." Sang Yuan had never been humiliated like this before, and he was about to curse when he opened his mouth.
But before the words came out, there was another crisp slap, Chen Zifei slapped him with a backhand, and the right side of Sang Yuan's face also swelled.
"Boy, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to..." Sang Yuan was stunned, and then he reacted and cursed angrily.
This time Chen Zifei didn't say anything anymore, and he lashed out with a forehand, a backhand... and then a backhand. At this time, Sang Yuan's nostrils were bleeding, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his eyes could only open a slit.
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The slaps were still hitting Kuwa Yuan's face rhythmically. Kuwa Yuan was really scared. He found that struggling was useless. This man's arms were like iron pincers, not at the same level as his. And this slap
After being slapped on his face one after another, his head began to feel dizzy and he already had a concussion.
Sang Yuan was about to burst into tears. If he continued to be beaten like this, he would be the first person to be slapped to death, and he would be laughed at even if he died. He had never heard of anyone being slapped to death in Xijing, right?
I feel like I will be the first one soon.
"Brother, stop hitting...if you hit me again, you will be killed..." Sang Yuan opened his mouth and blood sprayed out, and he said laboriously.
As soon as Chen Zifei let go of his hand, Sang Yuan collapsed on the ground. He felt that his whole head was numb and itchy, and the whole head was no longer his.
Looking at the man on the ground, Chen Zifei said with disgust: "Who are you? Tell me quickly. Maybe I have heard of it."
Sang Yuan was angry in his heart. You didn't even let me speak. Before I could say anything, you almost beat me to death. Now you're asking me who I am. However, Sang Yuan was already frightened by the beating. Although he was angry, he didn't
Don't you dare to scold me again.
"Brother, I'm just a part-time worker. This has nothing to do with me." Sang Yuan squinted his eyes and almost cried. He had never been so humiliated before. He was really beaten into a pig's head.
The yellow-haired boy fell to the side and secretly opened his eyes a crack. After taking a look at Sang Yuan, he quickly closed his eyes again. In fact, he had already woken up just now. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sang Yuan being lifted up and slapped in the mouth.
Seeing that Sang Yuan's face was covered with blood and he was no longer human, but the kid still had a smile on his face, as if the person he was beating was not a human being at all, which made Huang Mao even more frightened.
He was now glad that he had been beaten unconscious, otherwise he would have been the one being carried and beaten now.
Chen Zifei noticed that Huang Mao was awake a long time ago, but just ignored it. Chen Zifei knelt down, looked at Sang Yuan, and said with a smile: "Part-time worker? Okay, then call your boss over. I will talk to him personally to see if I can cut him off."
Bargain."
Sang Yuan secretly cursed in his heart, bargaining? Are you kidding me? You are not bargaining, you are trying to kill someone.
"Brother, I'm just a small person, responsible for collecting debts. I know the boss of the company, but he doesn't know me either." Kuwahara covered his face and said bitterly.
Chen Zifei's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "You are just a small person, so you can't make the decision. What's the use of you?"
Sang Yuan shivered unconsciously. Looking at the eyes of the man in front of him, he knew that this man would really kill him, instead of simply scaring him. Where did this murderer come from?
It's too cruel. I kidnapped a female student. How could I get in trouble with such a devil?
"Brother, don't kill me, don't kill me. I know where the headquarters is. I can lead the way. I can lead the way." Kuwahara said vaguely with a swollen face.
Yi Tong opened his mouth wide and was stunned. The man who looked so fierce just now was like a pitiful bully. Yi Tong felt sympathy in his heart when he looked at it. This evil man turned into a docile little sheep in front of Chen Zifei.
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In front of an office building near Xijing University, Kuwahara parked his car directly in front of the gate. Just as the security guard at the gate was about to come over to chase people away, he was pulled away by his colleagues. He pointed to the license plate and whispered something. The security guard suddenly
The panic on his face quickly disappeared.
Looking at the office rooms on dozens of floors, Yi Tong nodded and said, "Yes, this is it. It was here that I signed the contract that day."
Sang Yuan looked at Chen Zifei and said nervously: "Brother, our headquarters is here, can I leave?"
Chen Zifei raised the corners of his mouth and said with an evil smile: "Don't leave in a hurry. I don't know which of you is the boss. Please point it out for me."
Kuwa Yuan looked horrified, and a picture appeared in his mind. The man in front of him was squeezing his boss's neck, lifting him up high, and slapping him across the face. Kuwa Yuan shook his head vigorously, and then the picture came to his mind.
Kicked out of my head.
Looking at the back of the man in front of him who was not tall, Yi Tong felt particularly at ease. It seemed that with this man by his side, he was safe and no one could hurt him.
"Brother, I'm not qualified to talk to the boss, but I know a supervisor here. Please ask him to take you there." Kuwahara said with a smile, his eyes that were originally squinted completely lost sight.
Kuwahara dialed the number of the supervisor, and soon a yellow-haired old man appeared at the door of the office. The old man was about sixty years old, and his yellow hair was permed and curly. He looked very arrogant at first sight.
"Sang Yuan, how come you were beaten like this? Are you in trouble?" the old man with yellow hair sneered.