Chapter 340 (1/2)

It's just that he doesn't have long ears. His men are crying and howling.

While he was thinking about how to torture Liu Liang later and in front of Zeng's narration, he saw the iron bar smashed at him.

Although Xie Ba is fat, he grew up fighting when he was young. In his opinion, what strength can such a thin arm have? He didn't even hide and wanted to pick it up by hand.

As a result, he heard a click, and he couldn't help screaming.

His hand bone seems to be broken.

Liu Liang then picked up the iron bar and smashed it at Xie BA's shoulder. No matter how much fat you have, you can only be a dog in front of absolute power.

”Pretty, light handed.”

Zeng confessed that if the present hand could move, it would be the action of stroking the forehead.

He really wanted to ask Xie Ba how such a naive brain grew into a bully.

”It's not light.”

Liu lianger was determined to break Xie BA's arm. ”This dead fat pig annoyed me. If I gave him a good bone today, I wouldn't be Liu Liang.”

Liu Liang is right. Before absolute power, all moves are useless, just like an adult facing a child without any resistance

That's absolute, beating.

Xie BA was beaten and screamed. He didn't know how many bones were broken, but Liu Liang continued to beat. Finally, Xie BA's pain was climbing outward. Now he knows why he called so loudly, but no one came in outside.

I'm sleepy because I've been lying down outside for a long time. Now I'm either holding my arms or holding my legs screaming, because it's too painful. People who haven't been beaten by Liu Liang can never know how painful it is for Liu Liang to beat people?

It's not just the pain of broken bones, it's the pain of pumping nerves.

Liu Liang walked up to Xie Ba, looked down at Xie Ba, then raised her foot and stepped on Xie Ba somewhere. Xie Ba seemed to be aware of something. A hand that could move directly covered where it was.

When Liu Liang was about to step on it, she heard someone shout.

”Leave roots under your feet!”

Shouldn't you show mercy?

Liu Liang really took back her feet. She turned her head. It turned out that there was another team of people. Well, when she was an ancient man, she was still wearing robes and cloth shoes.

She picked up the iron bar from the ground again. Well, did she come to help?

It's okay. She can fight. One by one, one by one.

”Liangliang put down the stick.”

Zeng Xuxu untied the rope and came out with his arm.

Liu Liang dropped the iron bar, ran to Zeng Xubai, reached out and touched his arm, ”isn't it broken?”

”Well, it's not broken.”

Zeng confessed to soothing Liu Liang's fried hair, ”it's just a dislocated joint. It's no big deal.”

”Zeng family boy, are you okay?”

The old man in the robe asked Zeng's narration. Obviously, he also knew him.

”Lao Huo is always worried. I'm fine.”

”That's good.”

The old man named Huo didn't say much about the mess here. This kind of cognition is necessary in this business. If you are horizontal, others will lie down, and if others are horizontal, you will lie down yourself.

Xie Ba has gone too far in recent years. Is he really dead?