"You, you, I, don't, don't…"
Seeing Wang Li, who was more respectful than obeying his orders, Yan Le finally understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot and what it felt like to eat shit.
I'm f * cking cheap!
They clearly knew that they were facing two hooligans, yet they still dared to spout nonsense and let them try to touch one.
Good heavens, he really died just by trying!
Pa, pa, pa.
The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the yamen.
Wang Li was already extremely angry at Yan Le, this stupid thing. If it wasn't for Ying Zixuan, with this kind of thing, he would have long beaten him up to vent his anger.
Originally, he thought that he would have to leave this place with a stomach full of anger.
However, this bastard was too arrogant. He actually provoked him and even took the initiative to ask for a beating.
Good heavens, this wasn't a little girl entering the Flowery Monk Temple.
It was directly delivered to his door.
After dozens of slaps, Yan Le's mouth was foaming and his face was swollen.
However, was this the end?
One had to know that the Wang family was a military family. The army they trained had strict military discipline.
One had to know that a strict military discipline could not be achieved by just preaching and training. There would definitely be a set of terrifying punishments that matched it.
As for Wang Li, he had been carried around by his father since he was young, and had been influenced by him.
He was an expert in attacking cities and taking down strongholds.
However, in terms of punishing traitors and killing people to establish prestige, he was not inferior at all.
Even if there were no torture devices in the army here!
"Young…Young Lord Wang, I…I'm an official of Great Qin. You…You can't treat me like this.”
Yan Le said in fear.
At this moment, Yan Le felt so regretful that he wanted to slap himself.
What kind of b * tch was he to take the initiative to ask for a beating?
And the target was this rogue god of slaughter from Xianyang.
"Lord Yan, you have misunderstood me.”
"You have to know that you are an official of the same dynasty as my father and grandfather. If you didn't take the initiative to ask for it, how could I dare to be rude to you?”
"Moreover, you have a good master, while I'm nothing.”Wang Li said with a vicious tone and a fake smile.
" No, no, I don't want it anymore. Young Master Wang, what I said just now was all bullshit. Please don't take it to heart. I remember that I still have work to do…"
Yan Le said and was about to get up from the ground and leave this troublesome place.
However, in the next moment, a solid foot that seemed to be about to break his bones kicked over.
"Did Yours Truly allow you to move?"
"Are you looking down on Yours Truly? Do you think that Yours Truly can't satisfy your request for a beating?”Wang Li's eyes were filled with rage, and killing intent surged from his body.
This killing intent wasn't the kind of laser rain that could pierce through the sky like in some God of War novel.
Killing intent was a type of force that was naturally emitted by the human body.
Those in high positions had power and wealth, and those who were extremely vicious had ferocious power. Similarly, only those who had truly killed people had killing power and so-called killing intent.
Wang Li didn't kill many people, but he had killed hundreds of them.
In front of Wang Li's killing intent, it was already very brave of Yan Le not to wet his pants.
As Wang Li's killing intent appeared, Yan Le's bones began to tremble.
Why did he have to be so despicable to provoke them?
However, before Yan Le could figure it out, Wang Li moved. He picked up Yan Le's claw and stabbed it into the ground.
Crunch, crack, crack, no more, no less, a total of ten crisp sounds rang out.
In an instant, all ten fingers were broken.
The ten fingers were connected to the heart, and Yan Le wailed in pain.
Looking at the wailing Yan Le on the ground, Wang Li felt a little unhappy.
Subsequently, he turned his gaze to Ying Zi Xuan at the side.
"Zixuan, do you think this will satisfy the Xianyang Order Lord's request?”
"I don't think so. After all, Lord Yan Le is a person who cultivates his character. If it wasn't for the fact that he was really desperate, why would he make such a request to us?”Ying Zi Xuan said faintly.
"F * ck!" Hearing this, Yan Le was stunned.
What bullsh * t self-cultivation and self-cultivation, what bullsh * t suffering without a door.
It was clearly because he was too arrogant that he was so despicable that the two of you had the chance to fight.
But now, after Ying Zi Xuan's sarcastic words, in an instant, he not only felt cheap, but also felt that he hadn't had enough.
"No, Seventh Highness, Young Lord Wang, enough, enough already.”Forcefully enduring the pain on his hand, Yan Le spoke to the two with a face full of hatred.
"No, Lord Yan, I think my master is right.”As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Li directly kicked Yan Le's leg bone.
With two more cracking sounds, Yan Le's legs broke.
"Zi Xuan, do you think Lord Yan Le is satisfied now?”
"Lord Yan Le is too weak, both his hands and legs are crippled, only his third leg is left.”
"I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied, very satisfied, very satisfied. Seventh Prince, Young Master Wang, I'm just a fart, I beg you, please let me go.”
Now, he understood.
He had already given Ying Zi Xuan and Wang Li something to use against him, so even if Wang Li beat him to death, he could just casually say that he had taken the initiative to request it, and perfunctorily do it.
After all, one was a family with two marquises, the only seedling of the Wang family.
One was the son of the First Emperor. Great Qin's Seventh Prince
This was the basis of a good birth.
On the other hand, if he did not beg for mercy, he would really be crippled by these two people.
Seeing Yan Le begging for mercy, Ying Zi Xuan once again shook his head,"No, no, no. Look at Lord Yan Le's lively and unsatisfied appearance. It must be because your ability is not enough. Since your strength is not enough, then you have to use your skills to make up for it!”
"Hurry up and satisfy Lord Yan Le.”Ying Zi Xuan teased.
"F * ck, you're so f * cking disgusting." Wang Li had goosebumps all over his body.
But he still listened to Ying Zi Xuan's instructions. The next moment, he suddenly lifted his leg, directly aiming at Yan Le's third leg.
"No, no, don't, Lu Wen, save me, Lu Wen save me.”At this moment, Yan Le shouted into the mansion.
A moment later, two people in embroidered clothes, one young and one middle-aged, walked out.
Seventh Brother, long time no see." The young man walking in front waved his hand at Ying Zi Xuan when he was a dozen steps away from him.
The young man was Huhai.
Behind Huhai, the beardless middle-aged man with a gloomy face was the eunuch Zhao Gao.
"The weather is good today." Ying Zi Xuan didn't pay any attention to Huhai, instead turning his head to look at Wang Li.
"The weather is good?"
Wang Li looked back and nodded.”
"Yes, the weather is good. That's why some filthy rats in the gutter dare to sneak out and disgust others.”Ying Zi Xuan said meaningfully.
"You, how dare you call me a mouse?”
"If I'm a rat, then what are you? What is Imperial Father? I think you're deliberately insulting Imperial Father.”Huhai threw a big pot onto Ying Zixuan's head.
"Aiyo, I'm scolding Mouse, why are you taking the blame?”
"Or do you think that Imperial Father is a rat in your heart? Hearing my words, you exploded.”
Ying Zi Xuan also said.
Damn it, he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and had focused on practicing boxing for twenty years.
There was nothing to be afraid of when it came to boxing.
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