Every bone fractured, streams of blood kept flowing from Liu Laosan's mouth, and his expression, now devoid of its earlier arrogance, was contorted by immensely painful facial features.
Even those with keen eyesight could notice that Liu Laosan's chest seemed to have been kicked in by Bai Xiaofan.
"Does it still hurt?"
Looking at Liu Laosan, who could no longer speak, Bai Xiaofan nonchalantly tossed him onto the floor and asked with a smile.
Not receiving a reply from Liu Laosan, Bai Xiaofan turned to look at everyone else.
"See, I told you, he'd get used to it!"
Used to it?
Hearing Bai Xiaofan, a curse rose unbidden in everyone's hearts.
How is this getting used to it?
This is clearly you being beaten until you can't speak anymore.
And damn getting used to it, oh the gods of getting used to it!
Liang Cheng and Gu Fei, upon seeing Bai Xiaofan moving toward them, backed away in terror.
"Stop, if you take one more step back, I'll throw you off the top floor!"
