It was only then that Lin Bei slowly stood up and raised his right hand slightly, revealing a bracelet made of gold needles.
At this time, a large part of the golden bracelet was missing. It was the scattered golden needles and the true face of the golden rainstorm just now.
With a thought in Lin Bei's mind, the golden needles of creation, which were stuck everywhere in the hall and in the bodies of the thugs, and were thinner than ox hair, seemed to be pulled, and they all flew up, turned into golden threads, and returned to his hand.
At this moment, the golden bracelet returned to its original state.
Wu Luo was dumbfounded by this scene and screamed: "What kind of method is this! Is it magic? Or is it the latest weapon from the United States? Is this why you are so good at fighting, Lin Bei!"
"You are not qualified to know this. What you have to care about now is how you spend the rest of your life."
Lin Bei walked towards Wu Luo step by step, as if a demon was approaching, and his tone was like an iceberg, making Wu Luo's whole body feel cold.
Wu Luo's back was wet and he shouted: "What do you want to do!"
"Debt collection!"
As soon as Lin Bei finished speaking, he kicked Wu Luo in the stomach.
Wu Luo was kicked out instantly and rolled around like a dog several times. He lay on the ground unable to get up for a long time, and his crutches flew away.
The severe pain made Wu Luo drool and shed tears, and he shouted: "Lin Bei! Didn't I just plot against Lu Tianhe and Lu Xiaowu! Do you have to do this?"
"What I am collecting is not their debt, but my own debt as well!"
Lin Bei slowly came to Wu Luo, his tone was cold, and he stepped on one of his palms.
Wu Luo's hand was still wrapped in plaster and bandages, but it was crushed to pieces by Lin Bei's kick.
Snap!
The plaster collapsed, and Wu Luo's fingers were trampled to pieces together.
"Ah! My hand!"
Wu Luo screamed. He felt that his fingers had been crushed and the bones and flesh could not be distinguished clearly!
He couldn't understand why Lin Bei had so much strength!
At this time, Lin Bei's eyes had come to his other hand.
Wu Luo's face changed drastically, and he didn't know where he got the strength. His only remaining hand quickly touched his waist, and then he took out a dark pistol.
Snap!
Wu Luo skillfully loaded the pistol and pointed the muzzle at Lin Bei.
"I didn't expect it, Lin Bei! I still have a trick up my sleeve!"
Wu Luo raised his gun and shouted: "You have hurt me so many times. I already know your skills. How could I come to see you without any real preparation!"
Looking at the dark pistol, Lin Bei's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then he was relieved.
After all, the Wu family is a gray family, so it is quite normal to get such illegal things.
But when Wu Luo saw Lin Bei's expression, he thought he was scared, and said with a ferocious smile: "Lin Bei! The golden rainstorm you created this time was indeed beyond my expectation, but no matter how fast you are, can you be faster than a bullet?
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Wu Luo sat up and said with a ferocious expression: "Now, kneel down for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Luo noticed that there was a hint of amusement and even a trace of pity in Lin Bei's eyes.
Wu Luo suddenly didn't understand. He was holding a gun. Why was Lin Bei not afraid at all?
At this time, Lin Bei slowly said: "You don't think that just a gun can threaten me, do you?"
Wu Luo suddenly felt something bad and screamed. He didn't dare to delay anymore and pressed the trigger immediately.
He had a hunch that if he didn't shoot now, he would never have a chance again!
But at this moment, Wu Luo was horrified to find that he could not pull the trigger!
Looking down, a slender golden needle appeared out of nowhere and pricked his finger joint.
It was this golden needle that made Wu Luo unable to move his fingers!
Wu Luo's eyes became frightened, and he shouted: "What kind of magic is this! Lin Bei, you are not a human at all, right? You are a monster! Otherwise, how could there be such a weird method!"
Hearing this, Lin Bei slowly squatted down and said to Wu Luo: "You are overthinking. There are no monsters in this world."
He said this, but in Wu Luo's view, Lin Bei was like an evil ghost from hell, extremely terrifying.
Wu Luo collapsed and began to beg for mercy: "Lin Bei! Please let me go! I'm sorry for you! Please don't hurt me anymore!"
"If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?"
Lin Bei's eyes turned cold, and at some point, several golden needles of creation appeared in his hand and plunged directly into Wu Luo's body.
Wu Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and then he realized that he could no longer feel his lower body.
He asked in horror: "You...what did you do to me!"
"Just make you a cripple."
Lin Bei said lightly, then kicked Wu Luo's gun away, then raised one foot and completely crushed his remaining fingers.
Bang!
The terrifying sounds echoed in the hall of Lu Yun Pavilion, mixed with Wu Luo's screams, and echoed endlessly.
Lin Bei's demonic voice then came: "Wu Luo, I won't let you die so easily. I will make you suffer all kinds of torture and finally die in despair."
After finishing his words, Lin Bei turned around and left, leaving behind a free and uninhibited figure.
As he left, the huge signboard of Lu Yun Pavilion suddenly fell from a height and shattered into pieces.
After a long time, the shocked waiter realized that Lin Bei was no longer there.
He thought it was a dream, but when he looked down, he found that Wu Luo's face was covered in blood, and his two palms were even more bloody. He was looking at him with pleading eyes.
Only then did the waiter realize that this was not a dream!
He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, called 120, and tried to contact Wu Zunhe.
However, Wu Zunhe is currently lying on the hospital bed, having to be taken care of by others for food, drink, and toilet, and has no way to answer the phone!
On this day, Lu Yun Pavilion was closed.
And it has never been opened again.
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This night.
Wu Zunhe was resting in the ward when he was suddenly woken up by a burst of noise.
The door to his ward was pushed open, and a group of doctors and nurses pushed a patient in.
Following behind was a close secretary of Wu Zunhe.
Seeing this secretary, Wu Zunhe suddenly frowned and said with difficulty using his newly recovered language skills: "Isn't this a single-person special care unit? Why are there other patients coming in?"
The secretary was silent for a while when he saw this, and finally said: "Boss, this is the patient... Master Wu Luo!"
"What?"
Wu Zunhe's eyes widened and he immediately looked at the patient's face. Sure enough, it was Wu Luo.
He is on a ventilator, his eyes are closed, and he has not yet woken up.
Wu Zunhe said nervously: "What's going on!"
The secretary shook his head and said: "When I received the young master in the afternoon, he was already like this. The doctor said that the young master will only be able to live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."
Wu Zunhe couldn't believe it, and looked at Wu Luo's hands again, only to find that they had been completely deformed and could not be restored.
At this time, Wu Luo just woke up, looked at Wu Zunhe and cried: "Dad! I am useless! Lin Bei has ruined me!"
"It's Lin Bei again!"
Wu Zunhe's eyes were about to burst, and blood surged in his heart.
He rolled his eyes tightly and passed out immediately.
It turns out that Wu Zunhe suffered another stroke because he was too excited and had just been relieved by surgery!
Before he was completely unconscious, Wu Zunhe still cursed: "Lin Bei! You will not die well!!!"