You Are My Only Sunshine

And just when Mo Zhenggang was about to die, his body was suddenly thrown out severely.

Bang--

Mo Zhenggang's body hit the ground, and he suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Mo Zhenggang was breathing, his nose and saliva flowed out.

"Young Master." Shang Shi respectfully handed over a handkerchief.

Hao Yansen wiped his hands, as if he had encountered something dirty just now.

"Who the **** are you?" Mo Zhenggang's momentum has been significantly weaker, and his eyes can hardly hide his panic, "Why do you want to do this to me? Where did I provoke you?"

"Bring the stick." Hao Yansen didn't answer him, but stretched out his hand indifferently.

Yun Long immediately actively took a thick stick and handed it to him.

Seeing him walking calmly with the stick, Mo Zhenggang was even more frightened.

He stepped back desperately, trembling all over, "You, what are you going to do..."

Unfortunately, no matter how he asked, the man in front of him didn't answer a word.

And every step he walked toward him, it seemed like death was approaching.

"What are you going to do? What do you want, I have money, can't I give you money? I will give you as much as you want, ah—"

Before Mo Zhenggang had finished speaking, he suddenly broke out with a heart-piercing scream.

Hao Yansen didn't hesitate, and slammed his left leg with a brute force!

Accompanied by a cracking sound.

One of Mo Zhenggang's leg has been broken!

The pain made Mo Zhenggang almost unconscious. He was dying and struggling in pain with his left leg. He couldn't believe how he would suffer such torture.

But it's not over yet...

Throwing away the stick, Hao Yansen stretched out another hand.

Bailang handed him a prepared syringe, and then he walked up personally and stuck a needle into Mo Zhenggang's arm.

Mo Zhenggang didn't even know that he was injected with something.

The wave of pain was not over yet, and then more severe pain struck.

The pain this time was ten times more intense than the pain of a broken leg.

Mo Zhenggang felt as if his internal organs were being burned by the fire, and every cell in his body was convulsing violently.

Every nerve was also pulled tightly, as if his body was about to be torn apart by thousands of forces.

However, he couldn't pass unconscious, every time he wanted to unconscious, he would be awakened by the intense pain.

Mo Zhenggang rolled around in pain.

He is really going crazy, why is it so painful, so painful!

Ah, kill him, he can't take it anymore!

Mo Zhenggang yelled in pain, he wanted to ask for mercy, but he couldn't say a word.

He was so painful that it was useless to hit the ground hard with his head, anyway, he was really going to collapse and die.

"Please, you... let go, pass... I..." Mo Zhenggang squeezed out a few words in pain, and he didn't know if he had said it.

Anyway, he felt as if he was already in hell, no longer in the world.

But no matter how he begged for mercy, Hao Yansen's eyes did not fluctuate at all.

He leaned on the chair and sat down lazily, staring at him indifferently, his eyes without the slightest temperature had reached the point of complete arrogance.

Shang Shi and the others were concentrating and holding their breath, their expressions were very serious.

Only at this time can the hierarchical relationship between them and Hao Yansen be sternly reflected.

For half an hour, Hao Yansen looked at Mo Zhenggang in pain for half an hour without expression.

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