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"Zhao Zilong, is this person your younger brother?" Bai Ze asked in a cold tone.

"How dare you! Do you think you can call Boss Zhao by his name?" Sang Biao was delighted when he saw Bai Ze dared to speak to Boss Zhao like that.

In order to show his loyalty, Sang Biao quickly shouted loudly.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Zilong turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand and slapped Sang Biao, looking at him with murderous eyes.

Sang Biao was startled for a moment.

"Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to Mr. Bai and admit your mistake!" Zhao Zilong shouted angrily.

Sang Biao was so frightened that he instantly knelt on the ground.

His younger brothers also quickly knelt down.

At this moment, Sang Biao only felt a chill on his back!

After being slapped, his mind became much clearer.

Just now he thought Zhao Zilong had recognized the wrong person.

But Zhao Zilong actually used the respectful title of "Sir" to address Bai Ze!

Doesn't that mean Bai Ze's status is even higher than Zhao Zilong's!

Isn't he a student?

How could it be related to the mafia?

At this time, Sang Biao was completely confused.

But no matter what, the facts were already before him.

Even if he doesn't believe it, it won't help.

He thought about what he had done to Bai Ze before.

He was so frightened that his whole body began to tremble.

"Mr. Bai, I was blind and didn't recognize a great man. I hope you can forgive me and spare my life!" Sang Biao kowtowed quickly, his whole body trembling.

His group of younger brothers were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

In order to save their lives, they kowtowed and begged for Bai Ze's forgiveness.

Bai Ze ignored these people and looked at Zhao Zilong.

"Mr. Bai, these people were originally going to join our Qinglong Gang, but I heard that they were disrespectful to you, so I brought them here specifically for you to deal with."

Hearing this, Sang Biao's face became even more terrified.

Hurry up and continue to kowtow and admit your mistake.

"Mr. Bai, I really know I was wrong. I will never do it again. Please let me go?"

"Mr. Bai, please let us go!" The younger brothers behind him also begged for mercy.

"Hmph! Let you go! Didn't you say yesterday that you would kill me and my woman in front of me?" Bai Ze sneered.

"Mr. Bai, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again." Sang Biao's face changed drastically. He hurriedly continued to kowtow, each time very hard. Soon his forehead was covered with blood.

"Do you remember how you treated me before?" Bai Ze walked up and kicked Sang Biao to the ground.

Sang Biao rolled four or five meters away.

The scene of blocking Bai Ze at the school gate also flashed through his mind.

At that time, he met Li Hu at school, accepted some benefits, and wanted to teach Bai Ze a lesson.

Then after school they took Bai Ze to the woods.

He still remembered that he personally gave Bai Ze three kicks at that time.

He originally thought that Bai Ze was just an ordinary college student. If he knew that Bai Ze had a connection with the Qinglong Gang, he wouldn't dare to do it even if he had ten times the courage!

Sang Biao was regretting his decision so much now that he wished he could cut Li Hu into pieces.

But he didn't know that Li Hu had already been killed by Bai Ze and died a tragic death.

Sang Biao quickly got up, crawled to Bai Ze on his knees, and kowtowed as he said, "Master Bai, I will never dare to do it again. Please let me live! I will never appear in front of you again."

"You can ask me to let you go. You kicked me three times back then. If you can withstand my three kicks and survive, all our grudges will be written off."

When Sang Biao heard this, he was overjoyed.

It’s just three kicks. He had just received a kick from Bai Ze. Although the force was a bit greater, it was still within his tolerance.

Sang Biao kowtowed quickly, "Thank you, Master Bai."

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth curled up slightly. With his current strength, let alone three kicks, even one kick would be enough to kill him.

He had just restrained his strength, how could he let Sang Biao die so easily?

He wanted Sang Biao to die slowly in pain!

"All of you, take three kicks from me and all our grudges will be wiped out." Bai Ze said to Sang Biao's younger brothers.

"Thank you, Master Bai, for your kindness. Thank you, Master Bai, for your kindness."

They all felt relieved.

But they didn't know that what was about to happen would be the most terrifying and darkest moment in their lives.

"You go first!" Bai Ze pointed at Sang Biao and hooked his finger.

Sang Biao quickly got up and knelt in front of Bai Ze, nodding and bowing.

Bai Ze was not polite either. He used 50% of his strength in the first kick, kicking at Sang Biao's left knee.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bones breaking.

Sang Biao's face flushed instantly, and he tried not to make a sound.

But the severe pain almost made him faint.

"There are still two legs!" Bai Ze said jokingly.

Sang Biao's heart trembled, and he suddenly regretted it. In just a moment, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

He tried to move his kicked left leg.

But he was horrified to find that his left leg could not move!

And he felt as if his left leg was separated from his thigh.

A bad premonition arose spontaneously.

At this moment, Bai Ze kicked again, this time his right knee.

There was another sound of breaking bones.

"what!"

This time, Sang Biao couldn't hold it back and he let out a painful wail.

The people behind him only felt their anus tighten.

Especially Sang Biao’s younger brothers.

The originally relaxed mood became tense again.

Is this a kick that a human can actually give?

After receiving the second kick, Sang Biao's eyes went dark and he fainted.

"You two, lift him up." Bai Ze said, pointing at the two people kneeling behind him.

The two men swallowed hard and walked up bravely.

Then they lifted up Sang Biao from the left and right.

But when Sang Biao was clamped up, his legs were twisted at a strange angle.

"Ah! His legs are broken!"

Someone said this, and all of Sang Biao's brothers were terrified.

Only then did they realize that Bai Ze didn't want to let them go, but wanted to torture them to death!

They stood up instantly, but just as they turned to run, guns were pointed at them.

"Anyone who dares to run will be shot on the spot!" Zhao Zilong's voice reached everyone's ears.

This plunged them into despair in an instant.

"Don't worry, there's still a third kick! It will be your turn later!"

After hearing Bai Ze's words, these younger brothers became disheartened.

Bai Ze also quickly kicked out the third kick.

Still with 50% strength, this kick accurately hit Sang Biao's chest.

Sang Biao, who was held by two people, flew out instantly.

In the air, a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs was spat out.

He also woke up from his coma due to severe pain.

Sang Biao is not dead.

Bai Ze had already calculated the strength, which was enough to rupture his internal organs without causing him to die immediately.

He wanted to let Sang Biao slowly face death in pain and fear.

As expected, Sang Biao's body began to spasm as soon as he landed on the ground.

Because of the severe pain, he kept making painful sounds from his mouth.

He would spit out blood and flesh from time to time.

This scene further irritated the nerves of others.

Some people even fainted because they couldn't bear the psychological pressure.

However, Bai Ze will not let them have it so easy.

Even if he faints, he must be woken up.

He wanted them to watch him punish them one by one.

He wanted to make these people suffer tremendous pain both mentally and physically.

Finally, slowly wait for death.

"Next!"

A voice like that of the god of death plunged this group of people into despair in an instant.