He stared at Cao Hengtai and said in an indifferent tone without any emotion: "Go back and tell Meng Qi that I will settle the score with him."

When Cao Heng heard this, he felt relieved.

This means that Liu Tianming did not regard himself as his biggest enemy and planned to let him go.

However, this idea had just stayed in my mind for less than a second, and Cao Hengtai saw it in great horror. Liu Tianming turned around, picked up a stone the size of a fist from the side of the road, and walked towards him with a grim smile.

"Wait...you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Tianming had already covered Cao Hengtai's mouth with his left hand. He leaned forward, kneeled his right leg and kneeling hard to press his left arm, then grabbed the stone with his right hand and swung it high, smashing it hard at Cao Hengtai's palm that could not be retracted.

One, two, three...

With the sound of numbing bone cracks on the scalp, all the fingers of Cao Hengtai's left hand began to deform, and were completely smashed, making his flesh and blood blurred.

The extremely violent pain made him want to scream, but Liu Tianming covered his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

The person next to him looked blankly, with a look of extreme fear on his face.

Liu Tianming did not take any ruthless action against everyone. He stood up next to the dying Cao Hengtai and swept the ambushers' faces with cold eyes, as if a hungry tiger was choosing subsequent prey.

No one dared to move.

This fierce and cruel method, this powerful force that cannot fight back, completely shocked everyone.

Liu Tianming picked up his backpack from the ground, turned around, and strode past the crowd of timid people. Until he walked far away, the ambushers present felt relieved and hurriedly lifted Cao Hengtai from the ground, took out their cell phone to make a call.

...

On the big bed in the luxurious suite of the hotel, Yan Weizhong, deputy chief of finance at the Twenty-Nine People's Hospital, had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He was wrapped in a bath towel and was wiping the water on his head and body with a towel. A woman wearing only a shirt quickly got up from the bed, took the towel very attentively, and carefully helped him clean the wet marks on his back.

As long as there is a hotel, there will be women.

Although this concept is not absolute, it is often common. Even in such places far away from the main urban area, you can still get everything you want as long as you have enough money.

Yan Weizhong took off the bath towel and climbed onto the bed with the unique arrogance of the consumer. The woman had already folded the pillow and quilt high, which was very soft and comfortable. Yan Weizhong leaned on it, and the woman crawled between his legs with a flattering and sweet smile, burying her entire head.

An indescribable feeling of comfort instantly filled the whole body.

Yan Weizhong reached out to pick up the wallet on the nightstand, took out a few large red banknotes, swayed them on the woman's head, and then gently placed them beside her, smiling proudly: "Do it well, as long as I am happy, these are all yours."

Usually in the hospital, Yan Weizhong has no chance of indulgence.

My wife is a damn jealous person. She has been like this since she got married.

No matter when you see any woman talking to you, you must ask for a long time. She has the potential to be a spy, and she also particularly likes black and white enemy special films from the last century such as "The Undisappeared Radio Wave", "The Spy Shadow of the Fog City". Later, she became obsessed with "The Hidden" and bought a set of hardcover genuine discs. Every weekend, the TV at home is occupied by her wife. She can get up at 8 o'clock in the morning and see it at twelve:30 in the evening. That is, since then, all the clothes she bought for Yan Weizhong are black, and all the styles are Zhongshan outfits. In her words: you just wear your eyes and match this set of clothes, and it looks like a little lurking. If you change to something else, it will be ugly.

Yan Weizhong felt very comfortable lying in bed without any effort. He raised his head and closed his eyes, without notice that the woman who was working hard to serve money would show extremely strong disgust every time her fingers touched the dense wrinkles on her body.

He is too old and very thin. His two rows of ribs on his chest are clear, probably just a little better than the African victims. Yan Weizhong’s wife is right. Zhongshan suit should be the most suitable clothes for him. For example, now, he is stripped naked, and the woman feels that she is just lying on an old bastard who is about to die. But this guy has a lot of endurance in that aspect. More than half an hour has passed, and there is no sign of wanting to release him.

At this moment, heavy footsteps came from the corridor outside. The sound stopped at the door of the room, and then there was only a loud "clang" sound, and the door was kicked open from outside with a rough kick.

Liu Tianming, who was full of cold face, walked in. After he saw clearly the situation in the room, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly and was stunned.

He was indeed here to make trouble for Yan Weizhong.

But I didn't expect that the Finance Section Chief was doing such a thing.

Yan Weizhong quickly pulled up the quilt and pressed the woman who was lying on her body with bare body hard, then pulled the quilt desperately to cover the most important part. He looked at Liu Tianming who was walking into the room in horror, shouting: "You, what are you doing? Go out, go out quickly!"

The door was kicked and developed loudly. The whole floor was full of hospital staff participating in military training. Yan Weizhong's voice was very sharp and special. On both sides of the surroundings, people in the opposite room opened the door and came out to see what was going on. Several guys who were particularly interested in spying on others' secrets even followed. They stood behind Liu Tianming, then looked at each other, with a surprised expression on their faces, and then quickly turned into gloating.

Liu Tianming glanced at the Finance Chief who was shivering in the quilt, strode over, grabbed his thin shoulders, and picked up Yan Weizhong from the bed and threw it on the floor as if he was catching a chicken.

Faced with this kind of violence that was far beyond his limit, Yan Weizhong could only shout at all costs: "Liu...Liu Tianming, what do you want to do? Let go, let go quickly. You, you can't do this."

Liu Tianming said nothing and stared at him coldly.

Yan Weizhong, who was naked, had his brain blank now. His hands were hidden in front of him, and his eyes were full of fear and anger.

He urgently needed a piece of clothing or a towel that could cover his body. He crawled around on the floor, trying to break through Liu Tianming's blockade and get something similar from the cabinet or bed. Unfortunately, Liu Tian obviously did not intend to give him such a chance. No matter which direction Yan Weizhong chose, he would be kicked away by Liu Tianming.

More and more people gathered with news.

Several women in the hospital who like to spread rumors the most will not miss this precious opportunity for on-site observation. They have already walked into the room, stood beside the bed, and looked back and forth between Yan Weizhong and the woman on the bed with an interesting look, and whispered and talked non-stop.

"See? Old Yan usually looks serious, but he didn't expect that he is also a cat who is stealing fishy with his wife on his back. Hehehehe! I'll tell you this time when I go back to see if he has the face to show off his power in front of us."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk! Did you see the money on the bed? Did Lao Yan give it to that woman? He is really willing to do it. Usually, I have to pay half a day to buy a cabbage for a dollar. The savings are actually spent on these aspects. If his wife finds out, she will not be able to go to court to make a divorce?"

Most of the onlookers were men. They also liked this kind of thing. The evaluation of Yan Weizhong, the chief of Finance, was completely opposite to the middle-aged woman next to her.

"Old Yan is about to retire in two years! At such an old age, he still likes to play with this. He is really old and never grows old."

"You don't know this. Have you seen "Jade Quilt"? They use horses to connect it, maybe Lao Yan is the same. Nowadays, plastic surgery hospitals dare to do any surgery. Horses, cows, pigs... Last time I was in the bathhouse, I thought that Lao Yan's size was a bit strange. Maybe...hehehehehe!"

"Damn it, Lao Yan, a bastard, arranged for me to live in an ordinary standard room, but he came to live in a luxurious suite by himself. The housing prices are very different. It's fine if he's alone, but he actually did such a thing. Bastards are simply not taking the money from the public seriously."

No matter how much the onlookers were talking, no one walked forward. They stood about two meters behind Liu Tianming, as if there was an invisible obstacle there, keeping everything firmly outside.

Yan Weizhong was completely desperate.

He was frightened and looked at Liu Tianming with extremely hatred.

At this time, Yan Weizhong chose to forget some of the things he had done. He just felt that Liu Tianming should not do this. Even if there was a holiday, it could be solved by the two of them in private, without such intense energy, and he had to throw his face hard in front of everyone.

"You, you're illegal. I, I want to call the police!"

She racked her brains, Yan Weizhong said these two sentences fiercely from his mouth. At this time, the police were probably the only support he could count on.

A hint of abuse flashed in Liu Tianming's dark eyes. He grabbed a bottle of wine placed on the wine cabinet next to him and smashed it hard on Yan Weizhong's forehead.

The sound of explosion was clearly heard in everyone's ears, and scattered glass fragments spilled on the floor and on the bed. The bright red liquid splashed everywhere, mostly sweet wine, mixed with the blood flowing out of Yan Weizhong's wounds.
Chapter completed!