"You dare to hit me? That's illegal. I'll have the police arrest you, ouch..."
"Fuck, not the face, you're done for, kid. Even as a ghost, I won't let you go, ah!"
Cai Jiajie cursed under his breath. At first, he had some fight in him, but after Chen Yang's relentless kicks, the pain overwhelmed Cai Jiajie's lack of backbone, and he completely wilted.
Moreover, he noticed that Chen Yang's kicks were getting heavier with each strike and showed no intention of stopping.
"Ah!"
With a scream, he could no longer hold on and began to beg for mercy non-stop, "I was wrong, please spare me, I won't scam little girls ever again."
"I'm just scum, I'm a bastard, grandfather, just let me off as a fart."
"Whimper... I won't dare anymore..."
Before Cai Jiajie could finish his sentence, there was a crack, and Chen Yang's foot landed on his face again, cutting off his voice.
By now, his face was deformed, but nobody felt sorry for him.
