Zhou Jingpeng stepped aside upon hearing this, and Leng Xuan looked down on the two guys on the ground and coldly asked, "Speak, who sent you? Tell the na."
The two hesitated for a while and, in tacit agreent, kept silent. Seeing this, Leng Xuan’s expression imdiately turned fierce and he said, "Brother Zhou, cripple their hands for ." Zhou Jingpeng moved forward cooperatively, ignoring their pleas for rcy, grasped one hand of each man and forcefully snapped it, the clear sound of breaking bones imdiately filled the air.
The two couldn’t help but scream from the intense pain, with cold sweat streaming down their foreheads and an ashen pallor overtaking their faces.
Leng Xuan, however, didn’t have the slightest hint of sympathy and asked again, "Who is it?"
However, the two remained stubbornly silent, refusing to answer.
"Very good, I admire people with backbone, and I’d like to see just how long you can hold out," Leng Xuan said coldly. "Brother Zhou, continue, cripple their other hands as well." After speaking, he changed the subject and addressed the two n, "You can choose not to speak, considering you still have two legs, and the life root between them. If we cripple those as well and you still won’t talk, then I will let you go. Brother Zhou, go ahead."
The two were already scared out of their wits by Leng Xuan’s ruthless words. They had initially thought about holding out a bit, as even if an arm was broken, it wasn’t a big deal—they could use the opportunity to ask for more compensation from the boss behind them, and with the current dical conditions, even a broken arm could be healed. But if their limbs and life roots were crippled, what use would all the money in the world be? It’s likely they would be in so much pain they’d die before even leaving the place.
At this mont, they were consud with regret. Of all the people to trouble, why did they decide to ss with this guy? This was courting death! It’s said heaven’s wrath is forgivable, but one’s own sins are inexcusable!
Seeing Zhou Jingpeng approaching step by step, they imdiately cried out loudly, "We’ll talk, we’ll tell you everything, please just let us go."
Leng Xuan stopped Zhou Jingpeng’s actions, and with a crooked smile, asked, "Who is the person behind you?"
"His na is Li Cheng, and he’s the boss of Dadi Leisure Center. He harbors ill intentions towards Miss Zhao but has been repeatedly rejected. Unable to bear this, he hired us to cause trouble as a ans to threaten Miss Zhao."
Leng Xuan nodded and waved over Zhao Xiaoqing, asking, "You must know Li Cheng, right?"
"I do," Zhao Xiaoqing frowned and said, "A very annoying man, he has almost been pestering every day recently. I’ve told Su Lin to not see anyone without an appointnt, largely because of him. However, he wields considerable power, and the Dadi Leisure Center he runs could be considered the leading force in Baiyun City. Anyone in this business has to show him respect and even pay tribute annually. Otherwise, it’s very difficult to keep operating. That’s why I’ve been avoiding him and not seeing him, to avoid offending him."
"I see," Leng Xuan thought, since Zhao Xiaoqing couldn’t handle it, he would take care of it himself. He wasn’t even concerned about soone like Huang Jixiang, let alone a re Li Cheng.
Looking around, Leng Xuan asked, "How much do you reckon today’s lost things are worth? Do you have a figure?"
As Zhao Xiaoqing had personally arranged for those items, she was very aware of their prices. Within less than a minute, she had co up with a rough estimate and said, "Including the workers’ fees, it’s almost near two hundred thousand."
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