Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 72: Dislocating Bones and Tendons

After being hit, the middle-aged man still wanted to retaliate, raising his fist and aiming for Xu Xiangbei’s chest, "Kid, how dare you hit me?"

Xu Xiangbei sneered disdainfully, "Not only will I hit you, but I’ll also make you destroy one of your hands."

Xu Xiangbei immediately grabbed the middle-aged man’s right wrist, his fingers exerting a sudden force. The middle-aged man felt as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his wrist, the pain spreading up his arm, piercing into his very core.

He lay on the ground, letting out pained cries, each one heart-wrenching and gut-spilling.

This wasn’t ordinary punishment but the legendary Bone-Cracking Hand, which was said to be so painful that one would rather die than endure it.

Suddenly, a strong stench filled the air as the middle-aged man’s pants became soaked, as he involuntarily released both his bowels and bladder from the agony.

The plump woman went berserk, lunging at Xu Xiangbei, but she couldn’t reach him as Xu Xiangbei kept using the middle-aged man as a human shield against her.

He warned, "The more unreasonable you are, the more your man will suffer. Remember, it’s because of you that he’s like this."

With a bit more force, the middle-aged man started to convulse violently, his voice turning hoarse, like a dying duck, weak and intermittent.

The plump woman was finally terrified, thinking her husband was about to die. She knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face, "Big brother, please spare my husband. We didn’t realize the significance of Mount Tai before us, I’m sorry, I was wrong."

"It’s none of my business, it’s them whom you’ve offended. Apologize to these two lovely ladies with a kowtow."

Xu Xiangbei’s voice was chilling, like something out of Hell, leaving the plump woman with no courage to disobey.

She fearfully turned to Ding Keke, crying so much that her makeup was ruined, her black mascara turning into panda eyes, making her look even more pitiful, "I’m sorry, we were wrong, I’m sorry, please spare us."

"Did you not hear me? I said kowtow and apologize."

Xu Xiangbei applied a bit more force, the middle-aged man flailing and convulsing like a fish out of water, crashing down heavily. Seeing the middle-aged man’s body twitching, the pretty store clerk and Ding Keke couldn’t bear to watch.

"We’re sorry, we really were wrong, please spare us."

The plump woman kowtowed towards Ding Keke and the pretty store clerk, bobbing her head like pounding garlic. Seeing the plump woman admitting her mistake, Ding Keke pulled on Xu Xiangbei’s hand, "Let it go, you’re going to kill him."

"Relax, I know what I’m doing, he won’t die."

Xu Xiangbei released the middle-aged man’s wrist, and while the man stopped screaming, he lay on the ground, gasping heavily, eyes rolled back, wishing he were dead.

Xu Xiangbei slowly extended his hand towards the plump woman, "Hand it over."

Knowing what Xu Xiangbei meant, despite her reluctance, the plump woman unwillingly took the skirt out of her bag and returned it to Xu Xiangbei.

At this moment, seven or eight uniformed security guards surrounded the area, with the leader being the bald-headed parking fee collector. He glared ferociously at the middle-aged man lying on the ground and demanded, "What happened here?"

The plump woman saw them as her saviors and started showing her temper, sitting on the ground, crying her eyes out, "Director Zhang, my husband’s been killed! He’s dead, there’s been a murder!"

Noticing the barely alive middle-aged man and the weeping plump woman, the bald head recognized, "Isn’t this President Zhao from Da Long Restaurant upstairs?"

"That’s us, Director Zhang."

The middle-aged man was the owner of Da Long Restaurant located on the fourth floor of Lida Mall’s food court, and the bald head was the mall’s security director, often found eating and drinking at Da Long Restaurant.

In essence, the so-called security chief was actually just a thug hired by the mall for maintaining order.

The bald-headed Zhang took out a baton from his waist, pointing it at Xu Xiangbei, "You’re in big trouble, kid. How dare you injure President Zhao; today we’re taking you in and sending you to the police station."

Seeing their numbers, Ding Keke quietly suggested to Xu Xiangbei, "Let’s run, there’s a back door over there."

Xu Xiangbei shook his head, smiling, "Run? There’s that word in the dictionary of Xu Xiangbei? Well, we’re ready to run."

Hearing that Xu Xiangbei was planning to run, bald-headed Director Zhang barked an order, and the seven or eight security guards rushed forward like fierce beasts.

Seeing the security guards backing her up, the plump woman got her energy back, helping the middle-aged man to sit up, furiously pointing at Xu Xiangbei, "Kid, let’s see how you’ll die now, the whole mall is our people."

Unfortunately for her, things didn’t go her way.

With a few muffled groans, all seven or eight security guards, including bald-headed Director Zhang, were sprawled on the ground, clutching their stomachs, groaning incessantly, posture resembling a circle of turtles.

The onlookers burst into laughter.

A chubby young man squeezed out from the crowd, beaming, "Isn’t this Brother Xu Xiangbei? I was wondering who was so daring, turns out it’s you! I’m Qian Duoduo!"

Xu Xiangbei found the chubby man somewhat familiar, unable to recall at first. Once Qian Duoduo introduced himself, Xu remembered, he was the guy who had tried to cozy up to him after a mountaintop race before.

"Are you here to shop too?"

"This mall is owned by my family."

Xu Xiangbei suddenly understood, glancing at the security guards lying on the ground, "So, do you know all of them?"

"These idiots, sigh. I’m sorry, Brother Xiangbei, these fools are all under my command."

Qian Duoduo pointed at the bald head and scolded, "You idiots! This is my brother, how dare you fight him? Do you have a death wish?"

Xu Xiangbei pointed at the bald head struggling to get up, "This guy even charged me a hundred bucks for parking. How’s your mall run, charging people who come to shop for parking fees, what kind of rules are those?"

After hearing Xu Xiangbei’s query, Qian Duoduo gave the bald head a couple of hard slaps, turning his forehead red, "You dared to charge my brother a parking fee? Want me to break your legs?"

The bald head pulled a face, "Sorry boss, I didn’t know he was your brother. I saw he drove a luxury car so I thought to make some money off him."

"Return the parking fee to me, a thousand bucks."

"You trying to rob me? I only took a hundred from you, and you want a thousand?"

"That hundred bucks of mine has appreciation power, once in your pocket for half an hour, it of course grows nine little brothers."

The crowd burst into laughter again, entertained by Xu Xiangbei’s antics, while Ding Keke blushed, knowing that sometimes Xu Xiangbei could be more shameless than a scoundrel.

The bald head dared not refuse, obediently pulling out a thousand bucks from his pocket and returning it to Xu Xiangbei, who smiled and accepted it.

"That’s a good boy. We’ve finished shopping; I need to pay. Where’s your cashier?"

The pretty store clerk was about to show him the way, but Qian Duoduo, with utmost seriousness, stopped Xu Xiangbei.

"What a joke! Brother Xiangbei comes to my place to shop, no way you’re spending money. Take whatever you like, it’s on my tab. If you don’t, it’s as if you’re not giving me face. Don’t hold back, because holding back would mean not giving me face."

Xu Xiangbei chuckled, "You know how to conduct business. My lovely assistant, did you hear what Boss Qian said? Take whatever you fancy, choose the expensive ones, and make sure to give Boss Qian plenty of face."