Need for Agent

Chapter 471 The price paid

Chapter 471 The price paid

It made Leben lie on the sink in the bathroom and retch for a long time before he recovered.

The scene of blood and flesh splattering just now was really shocking. Thinking of the densely packed glass shards on the reporter's head, Leben felt his stomach burst ### again.

Spit a few mouthfuls of acid water in the sink, causing Leben to turn on the faucet and wash his face. He finally felt better after pouring cold water on his face.

In the mirror, his face was surprisingly pale, and his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

The symptoms of my calf weakness have not completely healed yet.

After tidying up his appearance in the mirror, Leben was about to go out when he suddenly found a dark shadow behind him.

"Who!" Before he could turn around, a pair of powerful hands grabbed his neck.

"Quack..." The cry for help turned into a strange low roar because the neck was blocked and the air flow was not smooth.

Tonight's banquet is not suitable for bringing your own bodyguards, so the two bodyguards are staying at the hotel now.

In this bathroom, it is really ineffective every day.

When he was so strangled that he could hardly breathe, his big hand loosened, which made Leiben greedily breathe the hard-earned air immediately.

Leben wanted to try to break free from these big hands. After all, he had also received professional training in Muay Thai since he was a child.

His most confident elbow attack had no effect on the opponent, but the opponent's huge strength twisted Leben's wrist, and the pain caused him to burst into tears.

"Little shit, why are you being so mean to me? It's impolite." A half-smile voice came from behind, which made the hairs on Leben's neck stand on end.

He soon knew that the owner of this voice was Liang Yan's Xibei cousin - Luo Yu.

Thinking of the reporter who was beaten like a dead dog just now, Leben's pupils dilated instantly, and he struggled in a panic: "What are you going to do... let me go, you Chinese pig..."

Luo Yu was very upset by making Layben twist around like a chicken, but now that he said Luo Yu's most hated name, Luo Yu slammed his face against the mirror without any hesitation .

With a few clicks, the mirror pressed against the wall was knocked out with cobweb-like radioactive cracks, making Leben's face look like an overturned soy sauce shop, and the liquid covered his face.

The nose was directly sunken into the face by Luo Yu's strong blow, which transformed Leiben's face into a very irregular geometric shape. The broken bridge of the nose protruded from the other side of the corner of the eyebrow. Above the mouth appeared a strange pit of flesh with varying degrees of depth.

"Ah..." Leben let out a scream from his throat, tears flowed out, and the air was more painful when exposed to the air that smelled of disinfectant.

Luo Yu didn't have the slightest pity, and put his foot on the waist of the fallen envoy Lai Ben: "What are you pretending to be, weren't you very proud just now?"

It was as if a sledgehammer had been swung on the waist and eyes, causing Leben to almost faint from the pain.

The pain caused by the skin trauma on the face is nothing compared to the feeling of internal organ injury.

It made Leben feel like he couldn't breathe.

Big drops of sweat dripped down and flowed into the wound on the face, and the effect of the salty sweat dripping on the opened flesh was almost the same as rubbing some alcohol on it.

Even though Luo Yu was by his side, Shi Laiben vaguely saw the direction of the door and wanted to escape, but then Luo Yu grabbed him by the collar and threw him into a cubicle like throwing a chicken, and fell heavily on the toilet bowl .

There was a guest outside the bathroom who wanted to come in, Liu Zhuoqun shook his thighs with his eyes in his mouth, and looked up and down the guest several times with squinted eyes: "This toilet is under repair, you hold it first."

"But I can't help it." The guest looked suspiciously at the closed wooden door of the bathroom.

"What are you looking at!" Liu Zhuoqun stared and stopped in front of the wooden door, the violent aura of the crazy clan was clearly revealed, "I'll put your eyeballs in your ### again!"

The guest was about to have a seizure, when suddenly there was a faint scream from the bathroom behind the wooden door, as well as the muffled sound of blunt objects being knocked on.

The seasoned guest rolled his eyes and probably guessed what was going on, and stood upright all of a sudden: "Ah, I suddenly realized that I don't want to go to the bathroom anymore."

After finishing speaking, he smeared the soles of his feet with oil and slipped out. In a half-black and half-white place like Supreme Restaurant, it is better for him to know less.

"You're smart." Liu Zhuoqun pressed the butt of the cigarette between the legs of the posing woman on the tile, and immediately there was a hey mark.

"I don't know how the boss is doing in there." Liu Zhuoqun leaned against the door and put his ear up.

Leben was panting heavily, his whole body's bones seemed to be falling apart, and his internal organs felt uncomfortable as if they had been displaced.

A mouthful of blood vomited out of his throat, which must have injured his internal organs.

"I want...I want to sue you..." After all, Shi Laiben was a serious businessman, so after much deliberation, he could only threaten Luo Yu like this.

"You hurt the feelings of the Chinese people today, and I want to teach you a lesson on behalf of 13 billion righteous people." Luo Yu was very serious, "I ask you to apologize to me now."

It was only at this time that Leben realized that it was because of what he said about football just now that he got into trouble: "The football in your country is like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Yu slapped his mouth on his face, and several bloodshot broken teeth flew out immediately.

"You are very happy that 30 people died in Nanjing, right?" Luo Yu seemed to have a layer of frost on his face, "In the future, I will use the blood of 600 million people in Thailand twenty times as much. The price you paid for saying that!"

After finishing speaking, without giving Shi Leiben a chance to speak, he grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up and threw him towards the ceiling of the bathroom.

The ceiling of the bathroom is paved with diamond-shaped glass mirrors, which are pasted in a triangular cone shape.

When Leben flew up, he clearly saw his own bloody face in the countless small mirrors.

The distance between the glass ceiling and the inner wall was about [-] centimeters, so that when Luo Yu swung Leiben like a wooden stake, it was suddenly smashed into the glass ceiling, and his head and chest were completely lost in it. The rest of my life hangs dangling outside.

The unevenly stressed ceiling finally couldn't bear the weight of Leben after rattling a few times, and the whole piece fell down with a bang, like mercury, and sprinkled the entire bathroom.