Wang Yingjun's eyes were filled with fear, his rat-like eyes constantly darting between Qin Fu and Chen Dashan, debating whether or not to speak: "Bang!" Qin Fu kicked him in the head again.
This kick made Wang Yingjun collapse on the ground, dizzy and disoriented, unable to get up for a long time.
Qin Fu roared: "I'm asking you something, are you mute?"
Wang Yingjun wanted to cry but had no tears, blurting out as if scrambling to answer: "No!"
"It wasn't! Mr. Chen and I were just joking around, we were sparring in martial arts!"
"Yes, we were sparring!"
Wang Yingjun finished speaking, his face full of tears. He never thought he would end up like this, having his manhood destroyed without daring to protest.
Fearing Qin Fu's dissatisfaction, Wang Yingjun knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Dashan: "It's my fault, I was blind. I was blinded by lust, please forgive me!"
"And to the two mistresses, I am now a cripple, please forgive me!"
