After the empress dressed as a wealthy little white flower

Chapter 119 One-sided crushing

"Brother Zhao, fight." The boy who was about to rush over to fight Zhao Meng just now encouraged him, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you mean to break her leg?"

"Fuck you, shut up!" Zhao Meng glared at him viciously, and in the blink of an eye, Xie Qingsu had already entered, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he continued to shrink an inch into the sofa.

Although this is an old residence for many years, many nearby residents have already moved out because of the imminent demolition, leaving only a few elderly people. The downstairs and inside are very quiet and empty.

Only after entering this door, did I see a few living people, but they were crippled, bruised, and all of them were much thinner than when I saw them a few months ago, especially Zhao Meng, who had the same expression on his face before. The fierce appearance and big waist have long since disappeared, and now she looks like a different person, especially when she moves quietly on the sofa, the movement of the legs is a bit unnatural, obviously it was broken inside and the legs have not been connected. .

The smell in the room is not very good. There are still a few broken bowls piled up on the floor. Although the trash can is not piled up like a mountain, there are still a lot of things. It should be the people who were in the car downstairs just now. Food and drink, go upstairs to deliver food once a day and collect garbage once a day.

So the state of these people here is indeed no different from being in prison.

Seeing Xie Qingsu approaching, Zhao Meng couldn't retreat on the sofa, his eyes immediately became fierce again, staring at her: "Stinky bastard! What are you going to do again?!"

Xie Qingsu glanced at him condescendingly and coldly, and at the same time cast a cold glance at the two ignorant people who were waiting for an opportunity to attack her. They tortured them with their own hands, but they still remember that soul-stirring night very clearly. She beat the four of them alone with a steel rod, and she was not afraid at all. Even after spraying her with medicine, she was still very good at beating.

In the current situation, all their brothers here added up, it is estimated that they could be beaten down by her in an instant.

The two of them sat back on the ground at once, slumped and motionless, but their eyes glanced at her from time to time, not sure why she came.

"Li Chaoyi, do you know him?" Xie Qingsu looked at Zhao Meng expressionlessly.

Zhao Meng was puzzled for a moment, obviously he didn't have a deep impression of the name, and glanced at her inexplicably and nervously: "Who? I don't know it!"

Xie Qingsu sneered: "You must know his son, Li Youming."

Upon hearing this name, Zhao Meng's expression froze for an instant, the guard in his eyes gradually shattered inch by inch, with disbelief and fear hidden in his eyes, trying hard to conceal the unnaturalness in his eyes, he turned his head abruptly and said :"do not know."

When the other two little brothers who were sitting on the ground heard the word Li Youming, they also seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

"You have killed too many people, so I can't remember one or two, it's normal." Xie Qingsu kicked the coffee table in front of the sofa forward with a blank expression, and the coffee table bumped into Zhao Meng hard in an instant. His leg, which had never been treated, instantly turned pale from the pain.

Zhao Meng stared stiffly at the heavy coffee table in front of him that was kicked over by her, struggling to get his legs out, but Xie Qingsu's high-heeled shoes were firmly stepped on the opposite slanted edge, and the coffee table was completely numb. He didn't retreat, and even exerted force bit by bit towards his leg with a force that would crush his leg at any time.

Zhao Meng's painful forehead was covered with sweat, and he stared at her: "Damn it!"

Xie Qingsu sneered indifferently, completely unaffected by his abuse.

The sofa in this old house was made of old-fashioned wood, not as soft as leather or fabric at all. Being pressed by the coffee table like this, Zhao Meng tried to move the sofa back in pain, but it didn't move at all.

There were bursts of piercing pain from the already injured leg bone, tormenting people's nerves. This Xie Qingsu seemed to like to use this method of pressing people's nerves to break down, but this method is better than giving people a happy more effective.

Zhao Meng suddenly yelled in pain: "Ah! Shit! Li Youming died in prison a long time ago, why do you ask him?!"

The person inside who was still sleeping in the bedroom heard the name, and suddenly woke up, sat up abruptly and looked out in shock.

The two people on the ground also looked at Zhao Meng with a blank face: "Brother Zhao..."

"Brother, what brother, didn't you see that your brother's leg was about to break? Why the hell didn't you come to help?" Zhao Meng cursed, and struggled to push the coffee table away.

Those three people hurriedly got up and wanted to come over, Xie Qingsu didn't lift his eyelids, he just kicked a fragment of a dinner plate on the ground to the side, and the fragment flew to the calf of the person closest to him, The other party who was in pain howled in an instant, and fell to the ground, his calf seemed to be cut deeply by a knife, and blood flowed profusely.

They have all fought with Xie Qingsu, and they couldn't fight at the beginning, not to mention now, they have been imprisoned for so long, and they can only barely survive on one meal a day. For someone like them, Xie Qingsu is probably the same without blinking his eyes.

As soon as Zhao Meng saw the blood on the ground, his expression became even paler. He gritted his teeth, and couldn't move the coffee table in front of him. Seeing Xie Qingsu's always indifferent expression, he knew that they had really messed with someone they shouldn't have. He endured it for another long time, and his whole body was about to start to cramp in pain, so he frowned and said: "We just met him in the same prison, and then he died in it for some reason. The brothers only squatted in there for half a year before coming out, and they don’t know anything else!"

"Really? Although the account under your wife's name didn't receive any money this time, it just provided a good school for your child, but four years ago, there was an extra overseas remittance in the account under her name for no reason." Xie Qingsu still casually stepped on the edge of the coffee table, sneered at his face that was already distorted in pain: "Who is the person who ordered you to kill Li Youming in prison?"

Zhao Meng tilted his head back in pain, trembling all over, panting heavily, in the severe pain, he seemed to recall four years ago, he chattered his teeth, and said stiffly: "No...ah!"

Suddenly, the sound of bone cracking sounded, accompanied by the unstoppable blood on the leg of the person next to him, the whole smelly old living room was completely unilaterally crushed, and there was no room for struggle.

The friend in the bedroom came out suddenly and swallowed: "I, I say!"

The expressions of the three people in the living room were shocked, Xie Qingsu turned his head slowly.

"Fourth, you fucking shut up!" Zhao Meng gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Brother Zhao, they have caused us to become like this, they have been ignoring it all the time, and now we don't know if we will live or not, what kind of morals are you still abiding by!"

Zhao Meng closed his eyes, frowned and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)