Zongman: Kaijumon invades, I transform into Seven

The yellow-haired boy was still cursing.

Si Nan’s limited patience was finally exhausted.

He moved his foot away.

His eyes slowly fell on the other person’s right hand.

The next moment

“”Ah!!”

The little yellow-haired boy screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Si Nan raised his foot and stepped on his finger joints with force and precision.

The hard heel kept grinding on them.

The joints of bones have always been very fragile. There is no doubt that his hand bones were broken after being stepped on so hard.

Whether it can be cured in the future and whether there will be sequelae is still unknown.

But this is none of Si Nan’s business. If he is useless in this life, maybe he has done a good deed.

“Shut up and listen to me, understand? Rubbish.”

The piercing pain in his palm made the little yellow-haired boy pale, and beads of sweat kept oozing out of his forehead.

“Yes, I am trash, please stop stepping on me.”

The little yellow-haired boy begged for mercy, no longer having the toughness he had just now. He just wanted to keep his hand.

How could a small gangster be so spineless?

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is their usual style.

Hearing this, Si Nan sneered and stepped harder.

There were constant crunching sounds from under his feet, intertwined with the little yellow-haired boy’s screams.

Cold sweat soon soaked the little yellow-haired boy’s shirt.

At this time, Si Nan seemed to have stepped enough and finally retracted his feet.

He bent down, grabbed the little yellow-haired boy’s hair again and lifted his face to face him.

The little yellow-haired boy’s face was very miserable.

His entire face was covered with a thin layer of dust.

He was hit on the side of his face with a heavy punch, which made his face shape slightly distorted, deformed and raised.

The skin turned red and purple due to bruises.

There were also some places on his face that were scratched due to close contact with asphalt.

No matter who saw this face, they would sigh, this face is probably going to be disfigured.

“”Next time, if I see you around here again, I will break your limbs, understand?”

He was serious.

A somewhat terrifying thought emerged from the little yellow-haired man’s mind.

What was even more terrifying was that this guy had no expression on his face when he said this.

“I’m asking you a question.”

Si Nan was a little dissatisfied with his lack of immediate response and frowned.

He grabbed his hair and slammed his face to the ground, causing another bloody flower to bloom on his already disfigured face. (To read the violent novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

This time, even his nose, the only thing that survived, was broken.

“”I understand, I understand.”

The little yellow-haired boy endured the pain and replied in a trembling voice, fearing that the demon in front of him would be dissatisfied.

“You understand nothing.” The devilish young man in front of him said the most vicious words.

“Ugh!!!”[]

The piercing pain on the back of his hand once again made the little yellow-haired boy wail again.

0Seeking flowers0

When the back of his hand was completely twisted and deformed, Si Nan withdrew his foot contentedly and said coldly :

“roll.”

The little yellow-haired boy ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.

He did not forget to push his motorcycle away while running.

Si Nan watched the little yellow-haired boy, who was in a mess and had injuries, limping away. He guessed that the punishment he gave was enough.

This guy should never dare to get close to the convenience store next time.

He shook his head.

This kind of guy does not deserve pity.

If he guessed correctly, this guy has graduated or was expelled from school.

How did he get his money without a job? You can understand it by looking at his skillful methods.

Not punishing evil harshly will only encourage the arrogance of these garbage.

Si Nan rubbed his fingers and felt that the little yellow-haired boy’s hair was a little disgusting.

He turned around slowly and wanted to walk towards the convenience store, but he found that the manager had been standing in the convenience store looking at him without knowing when.

When did he stand there?

Did he see everything?

The thought flashed through his mind.

But his footsteps did not pause for the slightest.

He walked into the convenience store slowly under the gaze of the manager.

After entering the convenience store, he did not talk to the manager the first time, but went into the bathroom to wash his hands.

Isn’t it common sense to wash your hands as soon as possible after touching garbage?