Wen Nuoyan couldn't help but smile when he heard the words 'strong PvP'. He said in a playful tone,
"As long as you are ruthless enough? Is this your understanding of Jianghu?"
PK Expert snorted.
"That's right, if you're ruthless enough, you can get to the top!
The game of martial arts was about who had more followers and who was more ruthless!
An old thing like you wouldn't understand this principle. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been in a bitter kiln for a few years.”
Wen Nuoyan didn't refute his argument. Instead, he nodded thoughtfully.
Then, he said to Ming Wang,
"Call Jonny over."
"Yes, Brother Long."
Ming Wang replied and walked out of the room.
He wasn't worried about Wen Nuoyan's safety in the private room. Even if he was unharmed, he wouldn't be a match for Wen Nuoyan, let alone the paratroopers and PK experts who had been defeated. Moreover, he had his underlings guarding him.
After all, he had seen Wen Nuoyan hit a sandbag before. A sandbag that weighed dozens of kilograms was sent flying by him. It was as easy as playing with him to kill two people.
Ming Wang walked into the hall and found Johnny Boy.
"Johnny boy, come with me. Brother Long is looking for you.”
The two of them returned to the private room.
Johnny said respectfully,
"Brother Long, you were looking for me?"
Wen Nuoyan nodded and pointed at the strong PK player.
"Is this the guy who beat you up?"
Looking at the PK player on the sofa, Johnny Boy's eyes were filled with hatred.
"It's him!"
Wen Nuoyan smiled and said,
"That's good. This guy just said that as long as you're ruthless enough, you can kill your way out of the world.”
As he spoke, Wen Nuoyan crushed the beer bottle in his hand and handed the sharp broken stubble to Johnny.
"I think what he said makes sense. Johnny boy, are you ruthless enough?”
Being stared at by Wen Nuoyan, Johnny Boy puffed out his chest and said without hesitation,
"Brother Long, I'm ruthless enough!"
Wen Nuoyan laughed,"
"Alright then, break all the tendons in his hands and feet.”
Upon hearing this, a vicious expression appeared on Jonny's face. Without hesitation, he grabbed half a beer bottle and walked towards the strong player.
PK Qiang laid on the sofa, his originally unyielding expression had turned pale from Wen Nuoyan's words.
He wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to run.
"You, don't come over! I'm warning you, if you touch me, you'll definitely regret it!”
However, the words of a strong PK player were useless.
Wen Nuoyan and Ming Wangquan barked like dogs, while Johnny Boy was so angry that he couldn't listen.
Previously, at the Nine Dragons Nightclub, he had been beaten half to death by a strong PK player. Now that he finally had a chance to take revenge, how could he let it go?
Jonny Zai walked to the sofa and grabbed PK Strong's arm. As the latter struggled violently, the sharp edge of the glass cut him.
The skin immediately tore apart. Although the muscles and tendons underneath were tougher, they could not withstand Jonny's repeated cuts and were quickly cut apart.
"Ah!"
Having his tendons cut alive, the PK Qiang was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely and screaming hysterically.
Jonny ignored him, grabbed the other arm, and cut it.
Even if he was strong in PK, he still wanted to struggle. It was just that his first arm could not escape the fate of being cut off. Now, it was even more impossible.
After struggling for a while, Johnny Zai cut off his tendons again.
Fresh blood spurted everywhere.
The PK expert was tortured by the intense pain. His face was pale and his eyes were unfocused. He shouted,
"Kill me! Kill me if you dare!"
He no longer had any of his previous unyielding spirit.
Many seemingly ruthless people were like this. When they treated others, they could remain calm and inflict pain at will.
However, when these things happened to him, he could not hold on any longer.
To put it bluntly, a PK expert was just a hooligan.
Relying on his bravery and ruthlessness, he was lucky enough to gather some people and have a few places. He felt that his luck had come and it was his turn to soar.
They did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
However, in reality, it was just an illusion caused by the inflated confidence in his heart.
Once they met a real iron plate, they would immediately reveal their true colors.
It was a pity that a PK expert would never have the chance to make a comeback.
After severing the tendons in his hands, Jonny Zai ignored the cries of the PK expert and continued to exert force on his hamstrings.
At this moment, PvP Strong was already exhausted. Under the immense pain, he quickly lost the strength to struggle, allowing Jonny Zai to take off his shoes and roll up his pants.
Jonny found the right hamstring and cut the glass shards.
After all, the sharpness of the broken glass was different from that of a knife. It was fine to cut the tendons in the hands, but it was more difficult to cut the stronger tendons in the feet.
Johnny Zai cut back and forth for a few minutes like he was cutting wood before he finally cut off all the tendons in the PK expert's legs.
The incision was very thorough. Even if he was sent to the hospital, there was no way to reattach it. He was destined to spend the rest of his life in bed.
PK Strong's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. The corner of his mouth was cracked. He had bitten it under the intense pain.
He opened his mouth and his eyes were lifeless. His voice was weak as he kept repeating,
"Kill me…Kill me…"
For someone who was strong in PK, breaking the tendons in his arms and legs and becoming a cripple who could not walk was more unbearable than killing him.
Especially if his past enemies got the news, they would definitely take revenge without any restraint.
Jonny threw away the glass shards and let out a long sigh.
His hands were covered in blood, but the anger that had been suppressed in his chest had been completely vented.
Jonny turned around and said to Wen Nuoyan,"
"Brother Long, the tendons in this guy's arms and legs are all broken.”
Wen Nuoyan nodded and patted his shoulder.
"Well done. Go wash your hands.”
"Yes."
Johnny Boy listened to Wen Nuoyan.
There was a separate washroom in the private room. He went inside to carefully wash the blood on his body.
When Johnny came out, Wen Nuoyan asked him,"
"Other than those who are strong in PK, who else is fighting? Point them out."
Johnny Zai's gaze fell on the paratrooper and pointed at him.
"There's him! There are still a few who are not here."
Wen Nuoyan glanced at the paratrooper on the floor. The latter had been knocked down by Ming Wang and had yet to get up.
With Wen Nuoyan's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this guy was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. He gave Ming Wang a look.
Ming Wang understood and raised his foot to step on the back of the paratrooper.
Puff!
This kick was so powerful that the paratrooper spat out blood. He could no longer pretend and quickly begged for mercy.
"Brother Long! I know I was wrong! Please spare me! I'll definitely be a good person in the future. I won't dare to do it again!”
The screams of the PK expert just now were incessant, almost scaring the paratroopers to the point of peeing their pants. How could they still dare to be unyielding?
Wen Nuoyan ignored him and turned to Jonny.
"Go outside and look out for the others who have beaten you up.”
"Yes, Brother Long."
Johnny Boy went out.
He quickly returned, followed by Long Hair and a few dejected PK players.
These people knew that they had kicked an iron plate, so they were extremely obedient and walked into the private room with their heads lowered.
Wen Nuoyan glanced at them and asked,"
"Is that all?"
Jonny nodded and said with certainty,"
"Those who hit me at that time are all here.”
Wen Nuoyan looked at Long Hair and ordered,"
"Changfa, these people dared to hit my people. Teach them a lesson so that they won't suffer big losses outside in the future.”
Before Long Hair could reply, the paratrooper shouted in panic,"
"Brother Long! I really regret it. Please don't pick my tendons! I'm willing to do anything for you in the future! Please spare me this once!"
The outcome of being strong in PK was obvious. The paratroopers did not want to spend the rest of their lives in bed.
Wen Nuoyan looked at the paratroopers and suddenly smiled."
"Don't worry, I'm not that ruthless. How can I casually pick the tendons of someone's hands and feet?”
Seeing Wen Nuoyan's gentle smile, the paratrooper was about to heave a sigh of relief when he heard Wen Nuoyan continue,"
"Changfa, smash their hands."
His tone was indifferent, as if he was not talking about smashing his hand, but about something as ordinary as drinking water and eating.
The paratroopers shouted,"
"No! Brother Long…"
Long Hair didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy. He picked up a large hammer with both hands and smashed it down on the paratrooper's hands.
The paratrooper wanted to dodge, but Ming Wang had already been staring at him. He stepped on his back and nailed him to the ground.
Thump!
Kacha.
The hammer fell, making two completely different sounds.
The hammer head made of pig iron collided with the paratrooper's palm. The latter's sturdiness was obviously far inferior to the former, and it directly caved in.
The part that was in close contact with the hammerhead collapsed into a thin layer like a meat patty in a hamburger.
His skin, muscles, and bones were all shattered and mixed together, no longer distinguishable from each other.
"My hand! " My hand…" The paratrooper screamed in pain. His face turned pale and beads of cold sweat rolled down his face.
The long-haired man snorted and pulled the hammer out of the pile of meat. He hit the paratrooper's chin and knocked him out.
"Next."
The long-haired man's voice was like a demon's whisper, causing the remaining people's legs to go weak and they collapsed to the ground.
The most unbearable one had wet his pants and peed himself.
But whether they were afraid or not, there was no way to avoid this calamity.
Ming Wang grabbed one of them by the collar and pressed him to the ground.
Long Hair raised his hammer high and smashed it down.
Thump!
Another pair of hands turned into meat pies.
"Next!"
After a few consecutive hits, all the people who had beaten Johnny Boy in the nightclub had their hands broken.
Long Hair wiped the sweat off his forehead and exhaled.
Waving a hammer was also a physical job.
"Brother Long, it's all smashed." Long Hair reported to Wen Nuoyan.
Wen Nuoyan had been sitting on the sofa the whole time, smoking a cigarette by himself, turning a blind eye to the bloody scene that was happening in front of him.
Hearing Long Hair's words, he looked up and swept his gaze across the paratroopers 'hands.
"Good job, Ming Wang.”
Ming Wang nodded and grabbed the PK expert's hair. Like dragging a dead dog, he dragged him to Wen Nuoyan.
Wen Nuoyan took a deep breath and blew out a large cloud of smoke on the face of the PK expert. He said indifferently,
"In the future, Iron Mountain Street will belong to my Nine-Vein Dragon Guard. Do you have any objections?”
PK Strong trembled as he looked at the man in a white suit who looked like a noble son. Endless regret rose in his heart.
He hated himself for causing trouble at the Nine Dragons Nightclub.
As for resenting Wen Nuoyan?
He couldn't even think about it. After witnessing Wen Nuoyan's methods, he finally understood what true ruthlessness was.
In comparison, what he had done before was no different from a child playing house.
PK Strong panted heavily and said,
"No, no objections!"
How could he dare to have any objections? If he said it, he might not even be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Wen Nuoyan once again blew out a mouthful of smoke on the PK expert's face and nodded in satisfaction,"
"Very good."
Wen Nuoyan waved his hand and said to Ming Wang,"
"Throw this trash out."
"Yes, Brother Long!"
Ming Wang, Long Hair, and Johnny Zai carried PK Strong and the others and threw them at the entrance of the karaoke.
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