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Chapter 121

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Kacha Kacha ~ ~ ~

Feng Hetang and the others, who had been beaten on the wall, were grabbed down by Xia Ping one by one and smashed to the ground. They screamed in pain, and their foreheads were sweating.

Soon, these people were caught by Xia Ping in a nearby building and thrown on the ground. There were no monitors here, so it was convenient to do all kinds of bad things.

"Kid, don't mess around."

Feng Hetang gritted his teeth and stared at Xia Ping: "My father is a member of Tianshui City. If you dare to do anything to me, you will definitely not be able to eat it, you know?"

"If you know what's good for you, apologize to me immediately, so maybe I will forgive you."

His body was trembling, and he didn't expect that he, a powerhouse in the ninth heaven of martial arts, was actually not this kid's opponent.

With just one punch, he was defeated, and several of his ribs were broken. It was a tragic sight to behold.

"Apologize?" Hearing this, Xia Ping suddenly smiled. With a snap, he pulled hard, and suddenly Han Shan and others heard a crisp fracture sound, which was very pleasant to the ear.

"Ah!" Feng Hetang is the son of a member of parliament, his family is rich, and he has long been used to being pampered. How can he bear such pain? He screamed at once, and it was extremely sad.

He felt severe pain all over his body, as if something was drilling into his heart, and he was almost twitching.

"It's okay, it's just a dislocation. I'm the best at treating this kind of disease. Someone in the class gave me a nickname, quack. "Xia Ping looked at Feng Hetang with a smile.

Quack?!

Feng Hetang and others' faces were green. Damn, it's all a quack. What kind of medical skills do you have? You said that you are the best at treating diseases. The one who kills the most people is a quack. Who dares to treat you?!

With a snap, Xia Ping immediately made a move. He grabbed with his big hand and used a little strength. Immediately, Feng Hetang also let out a scream, and his hand seemed to be connected again.

"Look, my medical skills are good, right? The broken hand is connected again. In another three months, you will probably recover." Xia Ping was proud and very confident in his medical skills.

"Damn it, what do you want to do?!" Feng Hetang screamed. His face was deathly pale. Now that medical technology was advanced, even if he had a whole body fracture, he could recover in a week with a lot of money and nutrient solution.

But a dislocated arm would take three months to heal. Wasn't that just harming people?!

"Nothing, I just want to see if my medical skills are good or not." With a snap, Xia Ping pulled again, and Feng Hetang's arm was dislocated again. Feng Hetang almost fainted from the pain.

Han Shan and the rest were terrified. Devil, this bastard was simply a devil. Where did he learn this kind of torturing method from? There wasn't even a TV show.

If it weren't for the fact that they had been beaten to the point of exhaustion by this brat, they would have definitely fled with all their might.

"Kid, don't go too far. I, Feng Hetang, am the leader of Xinbo Middle School, and my father is a councilor of Tianshui City. Aren't you afraid of my revenge?!" Feng Hetang put on a strong front, but he was still very tough.

Clap clap clap!

Xia Ping ignored him and made another move. He reconnected Feng Hetang's arm and broke it again. After two or three times in a row, Feng Hetang screamed in pain. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he was foaming at the mouth. He almost fainted.

"Not bad, you're tough enough. I like people like you." Xia Ping praised, "I often practice medical skills to save people. For this kind of bone setting exercise, I just need to practice it a hundred more times."

A hundred times?!

Han Shan and the rest broke out in a cold sweat. It was just a few times, and Feng Hetang was in pain like a pig being slaughtered. If he did it a hundred times, would he still be human? He would probably be tortured like a madman.

"No, no, big brother, I was wrong. Don't reconnect the bone, please spare me." Hearing this, Feng Hetang could no longer be tough. He finally gave in and begged Xia Ping.

"Spare you? I don't dare. After all, if I make you angry, I, Xia Ping, will not be able to bear the consequences. Who told you to be the son of councilor Feng? Who dares to offend you?! Let me practice a few more times. "

With a few slaps, Xia Ping broke his arm again, reconnected it, broke it again, and reconnected it again …

"Ah!" Feng Hetang screamed. Finally, he could not bear such painful torture. His eyes rolled back and he foamed at the mouth. He fainted on the spot and lost consciousness.

"What a useless guy. He can't even bear such a little pain. How can he be a strong martial artist in the future? How can he enter the top 16? How can he enter the top universities? If he goes out, people will laugh at my Tianshui City. They will say that the people of Tianshui City only have this little ability. "

After a few slaps, Xia Ping was very dissatisfied. He reached out and patted Feng Hetang's face, waking him up.

"This, this!"

Feng Hetang woke up and saw Xia Ping's face. His face suddenly turned green, and he couldn't say a single word.

Devil!

Han Shan and the others couldn't help but scream in their hearts. Now that Feng Hetang was tortured so miserably, if it was their turn, wouldn't it be even more miserable?!

Suddenly, a chill rose from the soles of their feet. They were terrified, and they could no longer have the mentality of fighting against Xia Ping.

"Big brother, spare our lives."

"We were wrong. Our dog eyes failed to recognize Mount Tai."

"Spare us this time. We will be grateful to you in the future, and we will avoid you whenever we see you."

"If you want money, we will give you as much as you want. We don't have anything, but we have money. "

Han Shan and the others trembled and begged Xia Ping for mercy, fearing that they would suffer the same torture as Feng Hetang.

"Begging for mercy?"

Xia Ping's eyes flickered, "You would rather beg for mercy from me, the enemy, than give up the competition and leave. Can you tell me why?!"

As long as Feng Hetang and the others pressed the button, the staff nearby would appear and rescue these people. Xia Ping could not continue to torture them like this.

But they were unwilling to press the button and did not want to quit the competition. This was very strange.

"This, this!" Feng Hetang and the others' eyes flickered. They obviously did not want to answer this question.

Because before the competition, their elders strongly warned them that they must not easily quit the competition. Because this competition was being watched by an important person, they must show their martial arts skills and talent.

If they could catch the attention of that important person, they would immediately soar into the sky and become a fish that leaped through the dragon's gate.

If they immediately quit the competition at the beginning of the competition and did not even have the chance to display their capabilities, they would disappoint their elders.

Then after they left the competition, they would immediately be skinned by their own family elders and be completely classified as trash. They would no longer be able to enter the center of their family's power.

With such consequences, they would not dare to quit the competition even if they were beaten to death. But how could they say such things? Wouldn't that be giving this kid something to use against them?!

"You don't want to answer?"

Xia Ping rubbed his chin and revealed a devilish smile, "It seems like you have your own difficulties. But I like people who have difficulties the most."

Like my ass!

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