Chapter 640: I Don’t Need To Beg
Zhou Mi was pulled over by Lin Tian, with his arm around her waist. It was clearly Lin Tian who felt a softness, getting an advantage. Yet, Zhou Mi blushed a little.
She felt that Lin Tian’s chest was hot and firm, and she really wanted to pull open his clothes to see what his body looked like inside.
Other than last time when Lin Tian spanked her, she hadn’t had such close contact with him. At this moment, she could see the contour of his face, the thin eyelids, long eyelashes, a high nose without any freckles, and skin so good that it would make women jealous.
She didn’t know how he maintained his skin. Actually, Zhou Mi had also received the latest beauty products from Qiansimei, but hadn’t really used them.
While Zhou Mi was lost in her own world, Lin Tian suddenly let go of her waist and dashed away like a gust of wind.
In an instant, Zhou Mi felt a sense of loss from the bottom of her heart...
She saw Lin Tian place one hand on a person’s belly, then grab his thin clothes and lift him up with one hand.
"Damn!" Someone couldn’t help but curse.
This scene had an extremely strong visual impact. Was this guy Xiang Yu? A natural-born mighty force?
Lin Tian didn’t care about what others thought and simply tossed the person aside with one hand.
After a parabolic arc, the poor guy landed directly on Li Tianmu.
At that moment, Li Tianmu, whose lower abdomen was still in unbearable pain, suddenly saw someone crashing down towards him, and cold sweat broke out all over his body from fear.
Bam!
With a loud bang, Li Tianmu fell from his wheelchair to the ground, and the person landed right on top of him.
The sudden weight almost squeezed Li Tianmu’s intestines out.
While everyone was gaping in shock, Lin Tian kicked out again, accurately striking another person’s stomach, sending that unlucky soul flying in a parabolic arc, viciously smashing onto Li Tianmu and the previous person.
"Ugh!" Li Tianmu, feeling his stomach churn, vomited directly, and the stench quickly spread out. Li Tianmu wanted to run, but two people were pressing down on him, and his leg was crippled. How could he run?
Lin Tian’s displayed combat power was truly astonishing. The rest of the people wanted to retreat. If they didn’t, what could they do? Each of them take a kick from him?
"Damn it, where are you running?" Lin Tian’s body transformed into a blur and chased after them, his fist stretching into an open palm, striking heavily.
Bam~ Bam~
This time, the two people didn’t fly up; they just staggered and fell forward.
The two people on Li Tianmu were about to get up, but another two came, pressing them back down.
"Ugh~" This time, Li Tianmu vomited even more violently, repeatedly slapping the floor with all his strength and shouting, "All of you, get the hell up! Get up!"
Lin Tian pointed at the pile of people and said to Zhou Mi, "Look at them like this, don’t they look like a mountain of Calabash Brothers?"
"Not really, they’re two short," Zhou Mi replied.
"Then let’s throw in two more," Lin Tian said, about to grab someone.
This scared those people pale; they retreated repeatedly. They had seen the state of those earlier, thrown all dizzily. If their heads accidentally hit the floor, they might end up impaired.
At this moment, members of the street dance club came rushing out.
One couldn’t blame them for moving slowly; it was just that Lin Tian was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had dealt with five people with such violent methods.
The people on Li Tianmu’s side looked at Lin Tian with somewhat terrified eyes. Was this guy still human?
"Boss, what happened?" a tall guy asked.
Zhou Mi glanced at the tall guy, pointed at the group of people in front, and said, "You came too late; everything is settled."
"Settled?"
Charlson and others looked forward, only then realizing there was a pile of people, all miserably moaning, either with back pain or arm pain, and one looked passed out altogether.
"Boss, did you do all this..."
"It was all Lin Tian," Zhou Mi said.
Xiaomiao widened her eyes in surprise at Lin Tian. She had heard stories of this guy chasing thirty knife-wielding people before, and had been somewhat skeptical, but seeing this scene in front of her eyes, she couldn’t help but believe it. This guy was just too over the top, right?
At this moment, Lin Tian didn’t feel like bragging with Xiaomiao and her friends but instead strode briskly towards Li Tianmu.
As he passed by, Li Tianmu’s lackeys moved aside spontaneously, creating a path for him, each fearing trouble would come their way.
At this time, two people pressing on Li Tianmu had already stood up, while the other two seemed too severely injured to even rise.
Lin Tian walked up, kicked each of them aside, then grabbed Li Tianmu by the neck, saying, "You were pretty arrogant just now, weren’t you?"
Li Tianmu swallowed but couldn’t speak, only trembling all over.
Grasped by Lin Tian, he felt as if death was approaching, his life hanging by a thread.
"Now you’ve become Wang Sicong’s lapdog? That rich kid’s airs are really something, even though I already dealt with the entire Wang Family; you’re still so arrogant." Lin Tian seemed to be speaking to Li Tianmu, yet also talking to himself.
Seeing Li Tianmu still silent, Lin Tian’s anger burned even more. He grabbed him by the back of the head and forced his face into the pile of vomit.
Slap!
The sound was small, but it struck deep into the heart. Those watching felt their hearts tremble.
Though it didn’t physically harm Li Tianmu, wasn’t this too much of a blow to a person’s dignity?
Then, Lin Tian stood up again, placing a foot on Li Tianmu’s back and speaking with an icy voice, "Speak! Do you know Qingcheng’s whereabouts? If I find out you’re lying, I’ll make you eat everything you’ve thrown up, don’t doubt the truth in my words!"
Li Tianmu slowly lifted his head from the vomit. His previously handsome face was covered in sticky gastric acid, and even when breathing through his nose, a foul stench emitted.
But for some reason, Li Tianmu suddenly burst out laughing, a laugh like madness.
Lin Tian greatly disliked his laughter, so he kicked him in the head, pressing his face closer to the vomit.
After a long while, Li Tianmu raised his head again, hatred making his eyes turn blood-red, and said in a low voice, "Heh, you only now think of asking about her? It’s probably too late; perhaps Liou Qingcheng is already a corpse."
Lin Tian took a deep breath, holding back his fury, asking, "Speak! Where is she now!"
"Hahaha~ Lin Tian, beg me! If you beg me, I’ll tell you!"
"I don’t need to!"
Saying this, Lin Tian squatted again, pressing a hand on his head, and cold Spiritual Qi seeped into his Baihui Acupoint.