Liu Zhiqiang, a long-term heavy drinker and smoker, had never exercised his body. How could he stand a chance against Mu Jinyu?
There he lay on the ground, his body aching and devoid of strength, unable to even curse loudly. Another firm stomp on his chest by Mu Jinyu nearly left him gasping for air, incapable of uttering a word in response to his affable comment about someone's mother.
Observing this, Mu Jinyu lifted his foot slightly, allowing Liu to breathe and speak.
"Huff... huff..."
Liu's face turned beet red, almost suffocating alive, but as soon as Mu Jinyu raised his foot, he began to breathe greedily in deep gasps, reveling in the sheer joy of being alive.
Mu Jinyu gave him a few dozen seconds to catch his breath.
Then he spoke, "Feels good to live, doesn't it? That was just a small greeting. If you don't pay me back the money now, I'll make you understand what it means to truly wish for death over life!"
"I'll pay, I'll pay..."
