"Boom...!" Dong Yongping was sent flying several meters away and viciously smashed onto the ground.
"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with several teeth.
"Old people really do talk too much, so noisy," Lin Shuang slowly exhaled a ring of smoke, his voice tinged with indifference.
At the entrance to the office, the group of thugs saw this scene and were all stunned. What? This madman actually dared to hit their Boss Dong?!
"Dad...!!" Dong Qing, seeing this happen, quickly rushed forward, helping his father up from the ground.
At this moment, half of Dong Yongping's face was swollen, looking like a pig's head.
"Are you going to hand over the goods or not? My patience is limited," Lin Shuang inhaled deeply from his cigarette and asked again.
"You... you motherfucker... looking for death...!" Dong Yongping was completely enraged and furious, "Do him in... kill him!!"
In the underworld, 'do him in' meant to kill him.
