The strongest little magician

Chapter 939
"Heh!" Zhang Yangguang sneered at Zhao Dongqiang's accusation and slander.

"It seems that you will never know how to be honest unless you get beaten up!"

"I warn you not to come here!" Zhao Dongqiang sensed a trace of fear in Zhang Yangguang's words.

He looked around, and without saying a word in the end, he turned around and ran back.

But his speed was far behind Zhang Yangguang, he only felt a black shadow passing over his head, and his eyes went black in the next second!
Zhang Yangguang came to a great change and appeared directly in front of Zhao Dongqiang.

There was an extra wall of people in front of him, and Zhao Dongqiang was so frightened that his legs softened on the spot, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"You are a fucking ghost!"

Zhang Yangguang sneered, then swung the wooden stick in his hand, and hit Zhao Dongqiang heavily.

In the next second, Zhao Dongqiang's body was covered with bruises, and at the same time, he hugged his head and tried to hide from him, he couldn't be more cowardly!
And when Zhang Yangguang taught Zhao Dongqiang a lesson, he still couldn't help cursing, "Fucking bastard, you dare to blame me. You have no sense of shame, and you have the cheek to pester Su Xin and engage in those scumbags!" Indiscriminate means, and finally lifted a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, and you have the nerve to blame me!"

The more he talked, the more he talked, one after another, Zhang Yangguang aimed at Zhao Dongqiang's joint bones.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

"If you say don't hit me, I'll just stop? If you listen to everything, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?" Zhang Yangguang sneered, completely ignoring Zhao Dongqiang's begging for mercy.

"Really stop beating!" Zhao Dongqiang yelled with bruises all over his body, making a cry like killing a pig.

It made a few passers-by not even dare to walk to this alley, they all covered their mouths and hurried away.

"If I remember correctly, just now you kept telling these people to depose me, didn't you?" Zhang Yangguang took a breath and asked back.

When Zhao Dongqiang heard this, an ominous omen suddenly arose in his heart.

"No, no, I didn't say that, don't get me wrong!"

"How could this be a misunderstanding? I have always had a good memory, so what I say is what I say, what is there to admit about being a man?" Zhang Yangguang smiled, carefully rubbing the wooden stick in his hand.

"I've always held grudges. Since you keep saying that you've destroyed me, I can't let you go easily. Why don't you use your own way to punish others, and I'll destroy you too."

Zhang Yangguang said with a smile, it was obviously a very serious matter, but when it came out of his mouth, it was so ordinary and ordinary.

"No, no, I really know I'm wrong!" Zhao Dongqiang was stunned, looking at Zhang Yangguang's expression, it didn't look like he was joking!

If his hands and feet were crippled, what would he do for the rest of his life?
"So what if you know you're wrong? It's too late." Zhang Yangguang said cruelly, ignoring Zhao Dongqiang's begging for mercy, and hit him hard with a stick.

Accompanied by a loud noise, it was the sound of bones breaking!

Severe pain came crazily, Zhao Dongqiang let out a roar, the whites of his eyes even protruded, and his rough panting echoed in the deep alley.

Just when Zhang Yangguang was about to abolish his other leg, another group of people came at the entrance of the alley.

"Wait a minute!"

Hearing movement, Zhang Yangguang stopped slightly, turned his head and looked over.

I saw Mr. Zhao leading a group of people, blocking the entrance of the alley.

Zhang Yangguang put down the wooden stick slightly, and when Mr. Zhao saw this, he rushed over with snot and tears.

(End of this chapter)