"Ye Xiaofeng, who do you think you are? You are just an ant, and you dare to insult me? I want you to sit in prison all your life. As for Shishi, such a pure and elegant fairy is not something you can match with, a poor boy who doesn't know that corner, and only I can match her. Humph, I want you to taste the taste of those slaps that day." Liu Zheng looked at Ye Xiaofeng hatefully and said.

He didn't do it first, but looked carefully and found that Ye Xiaofeng's hands were being handed to the chair, so he felt relieved. He was afraid that if Ye Xiaofeng could move, wouldn't he be in trouble?

A gloomy smile appeared on his face and walked towards Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng glanced at Liu Zheng lightly, his eyes full of disdain. When he noticed Ye Xiaofeng's gaze, Liu Zheng became angry and took two steps directly to Ye Xiaofeng, raised his arms and pulled them hard on Ye Xiaofeng's face.

His speed was very fast, so fast that he thought Ye Xiaofeng must not even have time to react. He seemed to have seen a tragic look of a bright red palm print on Ye Xiaofeng's face.

Just as he was about to pull Ye Xiaofeng into the face, Ye Xiaofeng then leaned back and avoided.

Without a force, Liu Zheng used too much force. His high-speed arm staggered his body and almost fell to the ground. He wanted to be arrogant in front of Ye Xiaofeng, but he didn't expect such a big ugly person to be angry. Damn, I hit you, I can look at you, you dare to avoid it, I really don't want to be confused anymore.

Just when he was angry, Ye Xiaofeng's voice filled with contempt echoed throughout the interrogation room, "Baoman, I can't even beat someone who was cobbled in a chair. What's the use of you? If I had been hit by you, I would have killed myself on the wall."

Ye Xiaofeng's words seemed to add fuel to the fire, making Liu Zheng's anger burn even more violently. Liu Zheng roared with a ferocious face: "Ye Xiaofeng, no one can save you. Today I insist on breaking your legs and feet, and using the middle leg, I want you to regret going against me."

Meng He, who was outside the interrogation room, stood quietly at the door, smoking a cigarette, and heard Liu Zheng's roar in anger. He knew that Ye Xiaofeng was miserable. If Young Master Liu was quietly asked to vent for a while, it might be fine, but now it aroused Young Master Liu's anger. I really don't know what he would be like by Young Master Liu.

Liu Zheng clenched his right fist and hit Ye Xiaofeng's chin with an uppercut. He must knock out all your front teeth and smash your chin to you. See how you say those arrogant words and how you eat in the future. He thought viciously in his heart.

When he thought of Ye Xiaofeng's miserable appearance of having no teeth and having stiff chin and unable to move, he wanted to laugh.

The fist was getting closer and closer to Ye Xiaofeng's chin, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

Ye Xiaofeng suddenly burst out with two cold lights in his eyes and shouted, "Dare you dare."

At the same time, an unparalleled aura emanated, like a king sitting high above the Golden Palace, making people feel like worship.

Under Ye Xiaofeng's momentum, Liu Zheng's body shivered, his waving fists were frozen and still.

In an instant, Ye Xiaofeng's whole body disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. "What a waste." Ye Xiaofeng looked at him with a pity and shook his head slightly.

"Ye Xiaofeng, I want to kill you." Liu Zheng roared. He couldn't stand it anymore, and he couldn't stand it completely. He only had one idea now. No matter what means he used, he would humiliate Ye Xiaofeng severely.

He was preparing to take revenge but was humiliated by the other party many times. He kicked Ye Xiaofeng and kicked Ye Xiaofeng to the ground in an attempt. Even those who had practiced, Ye Xiaofeng could dodge, let alone him who didn't know any martial arts at all.

Just as his legs were straightened, Ye Xiaofeng flew up his left foot and kicked Liu Zheng's knees on the knee of the other leg. Suddenly, Liu Zheng fell to the ground. He opened his mouth in pain and was about to shout out, but Ye Xiaofeng flew up his other foot at a lightning speed. His feet wearing skateboard shoes were stuffed into Liu Zheng's mouth, preventing him from shouting out.

Several bright white teeth fell out of Liu Zheng's mouth, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth on Ye Xiaofeng's shoes. Ye Xiaofeng frowned and felt disgusted. A brilliant light emitted his right hand tore off a large piece of Liu Zheng's clothes, then pulled out his right foot, stuffed it into Liu Zheng's mouth with the torn cloth. At the same time, he kicked it twice, and both of Liu Zheng's arms were broken.

(4) This series of actions happened between lightning and fire. Liu Zheng didn't see anything happening at all. The big feet in his mouth were replaced with a piece of cloth. Ye Xiaofeng raised his foot and wiped the blood from his shoes on Liu Zheng.

Looking at Liu Zheng lying on the ground like a dog, Ye Xiaofeng said disdainfully: "Look at what you look like? Do you think you look like a dog now?"

Liu Zheng's eyes were full of fear and a little resentful, and he was humming, probably because he wanted to beg for mercy.

Meng He, who was outside the door, heard someone humming in pain and thought beautifully, I wonder if Young Master Liu would give me a bunch of Grandpa Mao after he finished venting in a while. He also felt excited when he thought of Honghong Grandpa Mao.

"You were doing a good job, but you insisted on asking for trouble and humiliation from yourself. Do you think you are cheap or not? A waste is a waste. Even if I was tortured, it is not something you, a waste, can deal with." Ye Xiaofeng said as if he was educated.

This was so harsh to Liu Zheng's ears that he wanted to vent, but the devil in front of him stuffed his mouth, making him unable to speak out. Frustrated, angry, boundless hatred, and a variety of emotions filled his heart.

"Tell me, who planned this trap?" Ye Xiaofeng asked with great interest.

Liu Zheng hummed and turned his head, wanting Ye Xiaofeng to remove the cloth from his mouth.

"Write it on the ground with your blood." Ye Xiaofeng said coldly.

Liu Zheng quickly did as he did. If he didn't listen, who would know what else would happen? He is now in the hands of others.

The arm was broken, which was very painful, but Liu Zheng still struggled to write two words "Cyclops" on the ground with his own blood.

"Cyclops? Who is he?" Ye Xiaofeng asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the interrogation room opened. Meng He walked in. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked. Is this still Mr. Liu? This person who is like a dog is really Mr. Liu? Why did Mr. Liu become like this? It's over, it's over, my position is out of stock, he said in his heart.
Chapter completed!