Now that Yang Ming was here, Yang Ming would stand up for them, and this Cihua would finally get the lesson he deserved.
"You … You're Yang Ming?" Cihua didn't know Yang Ming at all- he transferred here later, but after seeing the expressions of these people and the way Yang Xiaobo and Kuangniu addressed him, how could he not know that this person in front of him was Yang Ming?
"That's me," Yang Ming nodded faintly, "I'm here, you want me to call you big bro?"
Cihua instinctively felt fear when he saw Yang Ming, but then he remembered that there were only two people with Yang Ming, and one was still in the car. He had so many people with him, what was there to be afraid of? So he decided to toughen up, "I, Li Cihua, am now the boss of Songjiang Fourth High! You almost hit me just now, what do you have to say about that? "
"What do you want to say?" Yang Ming looked at Cihua with a smile that didn't look like a smile.
"You have to pay me at least two hundred thousand for the medical fees, or you don't have to leave today!" Cihua stomped his foot and said.
Yang Ming smiled faintly, feeling a little annoyed. This guy didn't know when to back down, and he was insatiably greedy, asking for two hundred thousand right off the bat. Naturally, Yang Ming didn't like this kind of person. Besides, he wasn't even leaving yet, and this scourge was already bullying Yang Xiaobo and Kuangniu. If he left, wouldn't these people turn the sky upside down?
And so, Yang Ming decided to teach this Cihua a lesson for eternity. He raised his hand casually and touched a certain part of Cihua's body. Cihua paused at first, not knowing what Yang Ming was going to do. He couldn't help but mock, "Are you hitting me? Or are you tickling me? Haha … I thought you were so awesome, but it seems that the rumors are not reliable … huh? "
All of a sudden, Cihua felt a heart-wrenching itch spread throughout his body, as if he was being bitten by ten thousand ants. He couldn't help but scratch at his body, but that didn't seem to have any effect at all. The itch seemed to be coming from under his skin, and scratching at the surface wouldn't do him any good. He couldn't tear off his skin, could he?
"Ah … It hurts, it's so itchy, I'm dying … …" Cihua couldn't take it any more- he started rolling around on the floor.
This was also the first time that Yang Ming had used such a ruthless method to deal with a hooligan. Because Yang Ming was about to leave, he didn't have time to argue with these small fries. If he didn't teach them a lesson that they would remember for the rest of their lives, he would never remember.
"What happened to you? Bewitched? "Yang Ming said somewhat mockingly," When did I call you brother? "
Although Yang Ming said that, how could Cihua not know that Yang Ming was the one who did this to him? At this moment, he finally understood that the rumors about Yang Ming's ruthlessness weren't lies. It was the truth, and Yang Ming was really scary!
"Brother, you're my brother, Brother Yang, save me, I'm dying … … Ah … …!" Cihua's miserable cries sent chills down everyone's spines. Su Jiaonang and Zhang Yuzhou had already let go of Shen Kuangniu and quietly moved to the side, not daring to face Yang Ming. The people who were holding onto Yang Xiaobo also let go!
With Cihua in such a state, how could they dare to go against Yang Ming? What was more frightening was that they didn't even know what was going on with Cihua, and why this strange situation was happening! This kind of unknown horror was the scariest. They didn't see what Yang Ming did, but Cihua was rolling on the ground in pain, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
"Brother … … Dad … … Grandpa, I beg you, I can't take it anymore, it's so uncomfortable!" Cihua roared, still rolling on the ground, "Just kill me, it's fine if I die, but don't torture me!"
Su Jiaonang and Zhang Yuzhou were completely shocked. Cihua was actually begging for death? How painful must it be to make Cihua want to die? What the hell was going on?
Yang Ming's identity was about to be exposed anyway, so Yang Ming wasn't afraid of more people knowing about his identity and ability. This was also the reason why Yang Ming taught Cihua a lesson in front of everyone! This way, even if he left, these people wouldn't dare to do anything to Yang Xiaobo and Shen Kuangniu! Cihua's lesson was too unforgettable, and these people didn't dare to try again!
Cihua saw that Yang Ming was still standing there, unmoving. He knew that Yang Ming wouldn't let him go so easily, but he was really in extreme pain. If he could die, he wouldn't want to live, but this kind of pain and itchiness was draining him of all strength. He couldn't even kill himself!
"Su Jiaonang, kill me, stab me with a knife, I beg you, I can't take it anymore!" Cihua begged Su Jiaonang for help.
Su Jiaonang was scared out of his wits. He had never seen such a scene before. Cihua was begging for death?
"Cihua bro, don't say such depressing things … …" With that, Su Jiaonang pulled Zhang Yuzhou and the others to kneel in front of Yang Ming, "Brother Yang, I beg you, please spare Cihua bro … …"
Fuck! You idiots, Cihua cursed in his heart. You called me bro, and now you're calling Yang Ming bro. Didn't that mean that Yang Ming and I were brothers? How could Yang Ming be happy? I'd be lucky if he didn't continue to punish me, why would he save me?
"Grandpa Yang, please save me … …" Cihua cried out.
Su Jiaonang and Zhang Yuzhou froze at Cihua's words, but they quickly understood what he meant. They quickly said, "Grandpa Yang, please let Cihua bro go. We were wrong, really wrong. In the future, we'll listen to Bo bro and Kuangniu bro in school … …"
Yang Ming looked at Zhang Yuzhou and Su Jiaonang faintly. He lifted his leg and kicked Cihua, who was rolling on the ground. It looked like a casual kick, but Cihua's face relaxed instantly!
The terrifying pain and itch on his body disappeared in an instant. It was really strange!
He lay on the ground, panting heavily, his eyes filled with undisguised fear. He didn't dare look at Yang Ming directly, and he quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Grandpa Yang, thank you, Grandpa Yang … …"
He was a hundred percent sure that Yang Ming was the one who punished him, and that Yang Ming could punish him as he pleased and relieve his pain. What kind of method was this? Could it be the legendary pressure point sealing?
Cihua was even more terrified at the thought of this possibility. Could Yang Ming be a legendary Wulin master? He knew pressure point sealing? Wasn't this too much of a legend? How was this possible?
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