He really hadn't expected this guy to be so powerful, and so merciless too, practically an unfeeling hitman!!
Liu Wentian broke his limbs, then threw him out like dragging a dead dog, to the very spot where he had just spat.
Pointing at the yellow phlegm mixed with the brown soil on the ground, he said, "Lick it up!"
The triangle-eyed middle-aged man, terrified by Liu Wentian's icy words, shivered again, and with a mournful face, obediently licked up the thick phlegm until it was all gone.
Only then did Liu Wentian give him a cold glance and left, pulling Qin Qihuang along.
The the triangle-eyed middle-aged man stared at Liu Wentian's retreating figure, his eyes filled with a thick hatred that wouldn't dissipate.
Qin Qihuang watched Liu Wentian with admiration in her eyes. Although his actions had been ruthless, she was not the foolishly naive type of woman who thought she could reason with ruffians.
Towards Liu Wentian's power, she felt more appreciation, and also curiosity.
