Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The assistant was shocked and frightened. He looked in the direction of Ye Wangchuan, wondering what this living king of **** in Beijing wanted to do.

He wanted to tell Moody's identity, but he didn't dare to talk about what happened on the island casually. His face was full of surprise and confusion.

At this time, Ye Wangchuan returned to the chair he had moved personally and signaled to the security guard: "Bring him here."

"Yes, Lord Wan." The two bodyguards grabbed Mu Di's hair and dragged him to the front of the chair before throwing him to the ground like a rag.

Ye Wangchuan looked at the man lying on the ground and couldn't get up. He raised his feet, stepped on the fingers of Mo Di's left hand with the toe of his leather shoe, and crushed it lightly.

 Mu Di cried out in pain: "Ah——"

Ye Wangchuan looked like a **** and Buddha, but he showed no compassion at all. Instead, he increased his strength, crushing Mu Di's five fingers with a force that almost made them sink into the ground.

"Uh-huh!" Mu Di was in pain like a dying crane. He raised his head, the veins on his neck bulged, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Ye Wangchuan.

If looks could kill, Ye Wangchuan would have been cut to pieces long ago.

 But he was in too much pain at the moment. The pain from his fingers to his heart forced him to moan in pain but could not speak. He could only open his eyes wide to vent the anger in his heart.

 He did not expect that Ye Wangchuan would dare to treat him like this.

If Elena had already approached Ye Wangchuan, Ye Wangchuan should know his identity. Regardless of their kinship relationship, he also had the Mu family behind him.

Even if Shi Lao himself came, he would not treat him like this!

"You..." Moody felt the toe on his finger move away a little, took a deep breath, and finally managed to make a human voice from his throat.

He just said a word when he heard Ye Wangchuan order his men: "Remove his left arm."

　　Moody: “…”

Bo Jingxing knew why Ye Wangchuan was doing this, so he had no intention of helping to stop him. He just regarded himself as a backdrop.

Looking at the two bodyguards without saying a word, they pushed the struggling Moody down on the chair, took his left hand and pressed it on the back of the chair, and then pressed down **** the elbow joint...

 “Click!”

 Only the sound of bones was heard.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Moody made an uncontrollable sound of pain.

"ah!"

The two bodyguards let go of their hands. Moody hugged his left arm and rolled on the ground in pain. The severe pain penetrated his nerves and stimulated his brain to go blank. He completely lost his ability to think. His whole body was surrounded by pain and he wanted to faint. past.

His driver and assistant also had pale faces when they saw this scene, and they were trembling and unable to speak.

Faced with Ye Wangchuan's merciless approach.

No one dares to get into trouble at this time.

The assistant didn’t even dare to mention the island, lest he become the next person.

 Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan had no intention of liquidating them, so he had Mu Di beaten half to death and his left hand was disabled. Ye Wangchuan glanced at the person who was only breathing on the ground, and calmly said to Bao Jingxing, who had been watching the excitement for a long time: "Okay, send the person to the hospital."

Bo Jingxing took a look at Mo Di's condition and knew that someone would die if he didn't send him to the hospital, so he didn't waste any time and took out his cell phone to make a call.

The ambulance he called would be here for a while. At this time, he said hello to the manager of the club to clear the place, and repeatedly warned him to keep his mouth shut and not to spill the beans about someone being carried out of the club today. (End of chapter)