The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 1008 Report (1 Chapter)
"Wow—"

The onlookers and security guards all stared wide-eyed, looking at Wu Di with ghost-like gazes.

He actually beat the Seventh Young Master... Does this mean he doesn't want to live?

Although Wu Di is the treasure in the hands of Good Fortune Gate, Song Xiangkang's blood is the Song family's blood!

The last time Wu Di beat Song Xiangkang violently, the whole atmosphere was tense. If Song Xiangyang hadn't tried his best to persuade the elders in the clan, the two sides would be enemies now.

Unexpectedly, Wu Di didn't have any repentance, and he continued to beat Song Xiangkang, how bold it is.

If this matter is being reported back to Good Fortune Gate, it is probably useless for Song Xiangyang to come forward!

"Ahhh-"

Song Xiangkang roared in pain, tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

His face was so painful that it was almost contorted, as if he would faint at any moment.

How could the pain of breaking a bone be something that a waste dandy like Song Xiangkang could bear?

"Humph!"

Wu Di looked at Song Xiangkang coldly with a stern face, without a trace of pity in his eyes, "According to the school rules, three legs need to be broken, so I will only break your one leg. The remaining two legs, let it be you." Brother and your uncles interrupt!"

Wu Di is not a top management, he has no right to punish Song Xiangkang, the crown prince.

But he is one of the managers of the hotel, and he is Mu Yuhan's man, so even if he can't hit him, he still wants to hit him for the sake of the beauty's smile!

"Bastard...you damned bastard, I won't let you go!"

Song Xiangkang held back the pain and tears, glared at Wu Di resentfully and roared: "Just wait, when I tell the uncles and elders at home, it will be your doomsday!"

"Ha ha--"

Wu Di still sneered, looked at Song Xiangkang without any emotion and said, "Seventh Young Master, if I were you, I wouldn't make such a low-level mistake. You said that a person made such a big mistake after drinking, Wouldn’t it be very unsympathetic to continue committing crimes after waking up?”

"Made!" Song Xiangkang spat out another trash talk in pain, "My surname is Wu, no matter where you go in this life, if I can't kill you, my surname will not be Song!"

"Hehe, Seventh Young Master, do you still have two legs? Do you want me to help you break them? Otherwise, your memory won't even grow up."

Wu Di narrowed his eyes and walked towards Song Xiangkang on the ground, his tone was cold like a devil without a trace of emotion.

"Ah...ah..."

Song Xiangkang groaned a few times in pain, and seeing Wu Di walking towards him again, he was so frightened that he almost spit out urine, staring at Wu Di tremblingly and asked, "You...don't come here, don't come here! I'll tell you , if you dare to touch me again, believe it or not, I will destroy your nine clans!"

Wu Di didn't stop walking, and raised the corners of his mouth as if he didn't care at all.

He didn't care, but Song Xiangkang cared a lot. He kept begging Wu Di not to come over, his body trembling constantly.

His leg was already broken, and he couldn't escape at all. The more he wanted to escape, the more painful his leg was. Coupled with the extreme panic, he finally peed his pants in fright.

"Fuck—"

Wu Di looked at Song Xiangkang with surprised eyes, "Seventh Young Master, why did you pee your pants? How old is this? If you want to go to the toilet, just tell me. If you can't walk, I can take you there!"

"Woooooo-"

When Song Xiangkang heard Wu Di's words, he cried even more sadly, and the tears fell wildly, as if they were smeared with urine by some bastard.

Made--

He has become like this, and Wu Di still bullies him like that, can people still have a way out?
……

"Ha ha."

Wu Di sneered, then turned his head to the security guards and said, "Brothers, call 120 for Young Master Seven. No, just call the private doctor in the hotel."

"Yes!"

When the security guards heard this, they quickly went to do this trivial matter.

"Qi Shao, don't be wronged or angry. This is the punishment you deserve for making mistakes. Even if I make mistakes, I will still be beaten." Wu Di said with a smile on his face.

"It's your fault. I'll tell you that the surname is Wu. If I can't kill you in this life, my surname will not be Song!"

Seeing Wu Di's hypocritical appearance, Song Xiangkang immediately felt no pain at all, and continued to shout angrily at Wu Di.

"Ha ha!"

Wu Di still sneered, staring at Song Xiangkang with helpless and playful eyes.

"My surname is Wu, don't think it's over after hitting someone with an apology or two. Let me tell you, my elder brother may not be able to protect you this time!"

Song Xiangkang only felt that he was very angry and angry, and could only vent out the grievance in his heart bit by bit through verbal abuse.

"Ha ha."

Wu Di still sneered, looked at Song Xiangkang playfully and said, "Seventh Young Master, do you want me to call the eldest brother face to face and report to him that I hit you again?"

"Wu, if you have the ability, you can break Lao Tzu's other two legs. What kind of ability are you showing off in front of me like this?"

Song Xiangkang only felt that he was getting more and more angry, and kept yelling and cursing at Wu Di, wishing he could kill him with his eyes.

The corner of Wu Di's mouth twitched slightly, and Song Xiangkang continued to pretend to be X for a while, before he said coldly, "Seventh Young Master, I think you should go back and study for two more years. Of course, this is just my personal suggestion, and I also believe everyone At least you will think so, it is best to start from the top class in kindergarten. Because I think you have no manners, quality, or civilization at all!"

"Bastard, you fucking die!" Song Xiangkang yelled at Wu Di with his scorching eyes, feeling very dissatisfied with his behavior of adding insult to injury.

Wu Di just smiled slightly, took out his cell phone from his pocket and said, "Look, I'll call your elder brother right away. See if he thinks it's right for me to hit you, or if he thinks I shouldn't hit you!"

"My surname is Wu, don't think that my brother can act recklessly if you are on the list! Let me tell you, he is not the only one who has the final say on our Song family!"

Song Xiangkang just felt very annoyed and aggrieved, and couldn't find any other way to relieve his emotions except to curse at Wu Di.

"Ha ha."

Wu Di just smiled faintly, ignored Song Xiangkang, and quietly listened to the phone in his ear.

The bell rang for a while, and finally someone answered the phone, "Wu Di, what's the matter?"

It was Song Xiangyang's voice, and his tone was tired and sleepy, as if he was disturbed by Wu Di in his sleep.

He entertained Wu Di and other returning warriors tonight, and he was the leader of everyone, so he definitely won't receive less attention than Wu Di, and he was given a lot of alcohol.

"Young master, something unexpected happened here, please be mentally prepared." Wu Di said apologetically.

"It's okay, just tell me what's going on!" Song Xiangyang's voice was much calmer, obviously his mind was clear!
"The Seventh Young Master caused trouble in the hotel, and I broke his leg according to the rules!" Wu Di said straightforwardly.

(End of this chapter)