At that moment, he had completely lost the swagger he had at the beginning.
"If you want to live, hand over the company shares!" Lin Yifan said harshly.
"Company shares? I don't have any company shares!" Zhao Ritian feigned ignorance with a confused look.
"Are you playing dumb with me? Fine! Then I'll kick you until you're disabled." After saying that, Lin Yifan started to kick.
"Bang! Bang!"
He kept kicking wildly, making Zhao Ritian's injuries even worse.
At this point, Zhao Ritian, enduring the pain and crying, begged for mercy, "Big brother! Stop kicking, I really don't have the company shares!"
He would absolutely not hand over his shares because he didn't want to give them away to Lin Yifan, the poor guy, so easily.
"No shares? You're still trying to deceive me, aren't you?" Lin Yifan didn't stop and continued to kick and beat.
Having been fooled by Zhao Ritian once, he wouldn't be fooled a second time.
