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Chapter 1237: Beating Up Yang Qinghua

By the time he realized something was wrong and wanted to stop Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zheng had already appeared in front of Yang Qinghua.

With a crisp sound, Xiao Zheng’s hand directly clamped on Yang Qinghua’s neck. He didn’t choose to rescue Wang Zixin immediately.

With one hand gripping Yang Qinghua’s neck, Xiao Zheng abruptly turned his head to look at Alin Zhen Suo rushing over and said flatly, "Take one more step and I will strangle her to death!"

Alin Zhen Suo’s footsteps suddenly stopped, standing at a distance, looking at Xiao Zheng with some uncertainty.

He wasn’t too concerned about Yang Qinghua’s life; it was just that Yang Qinghua was his sponsor this time, she was supposed to pay him, and she had paid half already, but the other half hadn’t been agreed upon.

He would only get the other half of the money after dealing with Xiao Zheng, so before he got the money, he didn’t want Yang Qinghua to die.

Besides, he had no personal grudge with Xiao Zheng. If he rushed forward recklessly, Xiao Zheng could easily kill Yang Qinghua, and he would lose his money.

Seeing Alin Zhen Suo’s movements stop as expected, Xiao Zheng’s lips curled into a cruel smile.

"You... let me go!" Yang Qinghua clawed at Xiao Zheng’s arm, hoping to remove his hand from her neck.

But with her limited strength, how could she possibly contend with Xiao Zheng?

Xiao Zheng’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, his palm exerted more force again, and Yang Qinghua immediately felt some difficulty in breathing and hurriedly put down her hands.

But this was far from over, Xiao Zheng clamped her neck, and said calmly, "Kneel!"

Yang Qinghua froze slightly, instinctively wanting to resist. Xiao Zheng sneered, pressed down with one hand, and with a bang directly forced Yang Qinghua to the ground. Her knees slammed hard into the ground, blood flowed, and the bones inside were almost cracking.

The intense pain made her cry out uncontrollably, but because Xiao Zheng was gripping her neck, her cries sounded like a duck, extremely unpleasant.

"Shut up!" Xiao Zheng frowned and shouted blandly.

In the face of intense pain, Yang Qinghua seemed as if she hadn’t heard Xiao Zheng, still screaming with an unpleasant duck-like noise.

Xiao Zheng released the hand gripping her neck, then lightning-fast slapped out.

Xiao Zheng, whose left arm had been crippled by this guy, was now letting him have a good taste of it.

The power of the slap was worlds apart from Yang Qinghua’s previous overwhelming strength, nearly knocking out all her teeth.

Yang Qinghua’s neck made two sharp clicks, almost twisting it.

Her cries came to an abrupt stop, her face swelled visibly, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"You... you dare hit me!" Yang Qinghua’s face was swollen and she spoke indistinctly.

With a slap, just as she finished speaking, the other half of her face was again viciously slapped by Xiao Zheng.

Suddenly, Xiao Zheng found the sight of Yang Qinghua amusing; did she really think after all she had done that he wouldn’t dare hit her?

To what extent does one have to be arrogant to have such thoughts?

Seeing Xiao Zheng had released Yang Qinghua, yet Alin Zhen Suo standing not far away still didn’t dare come over, the distance was too far, similar to the problem Xiao Zheng faced earlier.

Yang Qinghua was controlled in front of Xiao Zheng, kneeling before him, this close, giving Alin Zhen Suo almost no chance to rescue her before Xiao Zheng killed her.

Alin Zhen Suo frowned slightly, thinking if Xiao Zheng continued hitting, a few more strikes and Yang Qinghua could really die.

After being slapped twice heavily, Yang Qinghua felt her neck ready to break, not daring to speak, looking at Xiao Zheng in fear.

Out of instinct and fear of dying, she wanted to plead for mercy, but her cheeks were heavily swollen, making her speak indistinctly, practically unintelligible.

At this time, Xiao Zheng’s third slap had already swung up fiercely.

"This slap is for Wang Zixin." Xiao Zheng said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the fourth slap swung out.

Immediately followed by a fifth, sixth slap, Xiao Zheng continuously swung his palm, the slapping sound incessant.

At this time, Yang Qinghua’s appearance looked extremely miserable.

Xiao Zheng didn’t know what kind of torture Wang Zixin had suffered before he arrived, but evidently this mad woman’s hatred had almost entirely been directed at Wang Zixin.

Upon arriving here, Xiao Zheng had noticed some slap marks on Wang Zixin’s face, clearly indicating that during the night when Xiao Zheng was searching for this cave, the woman had tormented Wang Zixin quite a bit.

"Stop hitting!" Alin Zhen Suo called out worriedly from a distance.

If the hitting continued, Yang Qinghua could actually die, and he’d still not get his money then.

After hearing Alin Zhen Suo’s words, Xiao Zheng did stop his action, turned to look at him, but didn’t open his mouth.

"Brother, let him go first, we can talk it out." Alin Zhen Suo thought for a moment, then said.

Xiao Zheng nodded, and said, "I can spare her life, but..."

Xiao Zheng deliberately dragged his voice for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out lightning-fast and grabbed Yang Qinghua’s shoulder.

Just like her son, Xiao Zheng exerted force with one hand, with a crunch, crushing her shoulder blade, causing Alin Zhen Suo’s face not far away to change slightly.

At this moment, Xiao Zheng had already lightning-fast shifted his hand to her other shoulder, and squeezed again.

In a few moments, Xiao Zheng directly crippled Yang Qinghua’s arms; her two shoulder blades were crushed, and her two arms completely lost strength.

Mind you, it wasn’t a fracture, but directly crushed, even if she were to recover, her future actions would be affected.

Seeing Xiao Zheng directly crippling Yang Qinghua’s two arms, Alin Zhen Suo standing not far away, his face drastically changed.

If Xiao Zheng killed Yang Qinghua, what about his money? Who would give it to him?

Without saying a word, Alin Zhen Suo rushed forward.

But Xiao Zheng had already anticipated his move, sneering as Alin Zhen Suo had just started, stepping onto Yang Qinghua, knocking her to the ground, then stamping.

Just like he did with her son, Xiao Zheng stepped hard on Yang Qinghua’s legs, with two crunches, directly breaking them.

Without doing this, how could he justify his disabled left hand?