Swear by the Wheelchair
A trace of humiliation flashed across Qibin's eyes. He gritted his teeth. "Cihua, you do it!"
With that, he pulled his shirt up and bit into it before sitting in the wheelchair behind him.
"But…" Cihua didn't dare do the deed!
"Hurry up, I don't have time. If you don't do it then I'll have to, but my kick would shatter his bones!" Lin Yi said impatiently.
"Cihua, do it! This is an order!" Qibin said as he commanded.
Cihua had no choice. He gritted his teeth and smashed the bat at Qibin's left leg, landing with a crack followed by Qibin's howl. His left leg was broken.
He mustered his courage and swung it again, at the right leg. With a crack. The right leg was broken as well.
Qibin almost fell and rolled on the ground from the intense pain.
"Remember to transfer the money. And also, one leg was enough, why'd you break two?" Lin Yi shrugged before leaving the Floating Cloud Bar.
