C7442 You will be Grateful to Me
C7442 You will be Grateful to Me
Previously, Loong Shaojie was already in so much pain when Han Zhengsheng smashed his left arm. Now, if Han Zhengsheng broke his right arm again, he would really want to die!
"Han Zhengsheng!"
"I swear, you will regret what you did today. You will regret it —!"
Loong Shaojie raised his head and glared at Han Zhengsheng fiercely, gritting his teeth and said.
"Hehe …"
"I believe that after you understand the truth, you will kneel in front of me and thank me. I swear too!"
Han Zhengsheng only sneered at Loong Shaojie. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised the steel pipe in his hand high up and smashed it fiercely towards Loong Shaojie's right arm.
"Crack!"
Another clear sound of bones breaking rang out. Immediately after, Loong Shaojie's only intact right arm also broke.
For a moment, only Zheng Pengfei and his few hooligans remained. Their expressions changed greatly.
Among them, Loong Shaojie was the most handsome, the big brother!
But now, his big brother's two arms had been crippled by Han Zhengsheng one after another, let alone them?
For a moment, this group of Loong Shaojie's friends began to beg Han Zhengsheng in all kinds of ways.
Loong Shaojie, I have already crippled you. Leave the rest of the little thugs to you!
After saying that, Han Zhengsheng handed the steel pipe in his hand to the little brother in front of him. His voice was cold as he said.
Seeing that their leader had personally made a move, and that the most arrogant and aggressive 'thorny' had also been crippled by their leader, what was there to worry about?
The group of thugs in black all rubbed their fists and wiped their palms as they rushed forward and began to attack.
For a moment, the sound of bones cracking could be heard, and the wails of ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the outer area of the stadium. How miserable was that?!
"Zhang Xiaofann, that's right, you are here?"
"Also, didn't that man cause you any trouble just now?"
Just as Zhang Xiaofann turned around and was about to leave, a clear and melodious female voice suddenly sounded out.
Previously, Zhang Xiaofann's Spiritual Power had not been activated, but he could still tell who the owner of this pleasant voice was.
"Hot, why are you here?!"
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who was drenched in sweat and exuding a foreign charm, Zhang Xiaofann asked with a puzzled expression.
"Oh, you mean this!"
"I just finished the meetup. I was packing my things in the backstage dressing room when I ran over to look for you."
The corner of his lips curled up, revealing a sweet smile as he said.
In actuality, Hotte was a typical Western beauty. Furthermore, it was the fan meetup today, so the makeup artist had also put on a beautiful make-up for Hotte. Thus, she looked extremely attractive.
"Hey, how did you know I was here?!"
Zhang Xiaofann stroked his chin and went straight to the point.