Chapter 409 - Old Times (2/2)
There was no reaction on Xiao Luo’s face, and he glanced at Guo Qinghe as if he was looking at a clown, and said, “Wearing a suit doesn’t change the fact that you are a scumbag. In fact, it doesn’t matter to me no matter how big of a scumbag you are, but there’s one thing, you shouldn’t have humiliated Zhao Mengqi. She is my past, which makes her a part of me. Insulting her is equivalent to insulting me.”
“Hahaha… of course, I know that I am insulting you. I want to insult you. Do you know that that bitch has been ridden by more than a dozen men? I have had my share of her too. And, since she is your past, I can’t wait to turn her into a real bitch and let all men in this world fondle her as they desire,” Guo Qinghe raved.
“What a pervert!”
Luo Shuang and the other team members felt disgusted when they heard Guo Qinghe incoherent rant. It was confirmed that the longer one lived, the more one saw.
“This gold speaker has lost it; he’s a certified lunatic.”
Qiu Yuanjie frowned as he made his remark. Based on his understanding of MLM organizations, speakers who brainwashed others were, in principle, suffering from a mild form of a mental disorder themselves. By brainwashing others, Guo Qinghe ultimately destroyed his own brain as well.
As Guo Qinghe cackled insanely, Xiao Luo laughed along as well.
“What are you laughing at?”
Guo Qinghe stopped laughing, but Xiao Luo continued. It was a sinister laugher that sent a chill down Guo Qinghe’s spine.
“Laughing at your silly plan to provoke me.”
Without any warning, Xiao Luo swung his foot into Guo Qinghe’s abdomen.
Guo Qinghe was knocked back some three to four meters before slamming heavily onto the floor. Before he could react, Xiao Luo rushed up like a gust of wind, raised his right foot, and slammed it down hard on Guo Qinghe’s left calf.
CRACK!
The gruesome sound of bone snapping filled the air as Guo Qinghe’s entire left shin snapped into two. It was a ghastly sight, shards of shin bone pierced through flesh, and the compound fracture was splattered with thick, oozing blood.
Guo Qinghe was in a daze as he looked down at his left leg. For the briefest moment, his mind was a blank as a surge of adrenalin rushed through his body, and he felt no pain.
Was it broken?
Was that his leg? How was that possible?!
Who could ever accept their own leg being broken?
Suddenly, reality returned, and Guo Qinghe went into a state of shock as an excruciating and agonizing pain overwhelmed his senses.
“AHRGH!”
Guo Qinghe howled miserably like a pig being slaughtered as he fixed his eyes on his broken shin that was gushing blood like an open faucet. His eyes were filled with terror, as his body twitched and trembled violently where he lay.
Qiu Yuanjie and his team did not expect such a thing to happen, and although they shared a common contempt toward Guo Qinghe, they still rushed over to render assistance.
Qiu Yuanjie shouted, “Xiao Luo, stop!”
“This has nothing to do with you, back off!” Xiao Luo roared.
Qiu Yuanjie stopped in his track, for, all of a sudden, the look in Xiao Luo’s eyes turned nasty and evil.
Xiao Luo took a step toward Guo Qinghe, and once more, he raised his right foot ominously. As Guo Qinghe raised his hands to plead for mercy, Xiao Luo stomped his foot right into his chest. The blow broke Guo Qinghe’s sternum and several ribs along with it, leaving him gasping for air as he spurted out a mouthful of blood. It left Guo Qinghe badly mutilated and barely alive.