175: C175 Zheng Meng Was Badly Beaten

C175 Zheng Meng Was Badly Beaten

"Please tell me, how did I offend the old masters? Why did you hit me? " Zheng Meng was beaten black and blue, and the grievances in his heart became denser and denser.

"When you f * cked Young Master Bai, you should have already thought of what would happen today." The delinquent with the cigarette in his mouth glared at Zheng Meng with eyes as sharp as knives.

What kind of person is Young Master Bai? This was one of the Four Young Masters of Nan Jiang, Bai Gaoyang. His family's medicine business monopolized the entire Nan Jiang city's market.

This little bastard Zheng Meng even dared to hit Bai Gao Yang.

"Who's Young Master Bai?" Zheng Meng had a puzzled expression.

"Young Master Bai, of course it's one of the four young masters of Nanjiang, Bai Gao Yang. Otherwise, who would be able to take up the title of Young Master Bai?"

"When you fought Young Master Bai, it wasn't like this." The delinquent with the cigarette in his mouth narrowed his eyes and looked at Zheng Meng in disdain.

He couldn't help but become even angrier at Zheng Meng. This brat beat up Young Master Bai and actually didn't dare to admit it. He's a coward.

In the blink of an eye, his gaze landed on his three lackeys. He said coldly and emotionlessly, "Why did the three of you stop? Beat him to death. Do not show any mercy." "Damn it, even now, this brat is still pretending to be stupid."

"Bai Gao Yang?" Zheng Meng muttered.

Suddenly, he remembered who Bai Gao Yang was.

Bai Gaoyang was one of the four young masters of the Southern River.

Zheng Meng didn't even have to mention fighting with his terrifying background.

Even if it was Zheng Meng who glared at Bai Gao Yang, Zheng Meng still wouldn't dare to do so.

But why did these hooligans insist that he beat Bai Gao Yang? Zheng Meng was completely confused for a moment.

With doubt, Zheng Meng quickly explained, "How would I dare to hit Young Master Bai? You must be mistaken. "

"You're mistaken. Then, are you called Zheng Meng?" The thug with the cigarette in his mouth raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I'm called Zheng Meng, but I've never fought against Young Master Bai before. Even if you lend me ten guts, I still wouldn't dare to hit someone as big as Young Master Bai!"

After being punched and kicked by the hoodlums for a while, Zheng Meng felt that his internal organs had already been moved.

"Aren't you the only one in the fifth group of Shanhe Village called Zheng Meng?" The little hoodlum who had a cigarette in his mouth once again opened his mouth and asked.

"That's right, I'm the only one called Zheng Meng." Zheng Meng said honestly.

It was useless for him to lie now.

The hoodlums who beat him up could easily find someone to ask and know that he was the only one in the village named Zheng Meng.

The thug with the cigarette in his mouth said sternly: "That's right, Young Master Bai specifically told us brothers that he beat up your fifth group of Shanhe Village called Zheng Meng."

After saying this, he kicked Zheng Meng's crotch, causing Zheng Meng to scream out in pain.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Meng felt as if his lifeblood had been broken into two pieces.

This sort of heart-wrenching pain was something that he, Zheng Meng, had never experienced in his entire life.

Off to the side, Zheng Cuihua saw her brother beaten to death and felt her heart ache to death.

Without hesitation, she quickly ran to the side of the little hoodlum with the cigarette in his mouth and begged, "Big brother, please stop hitting my little brother. I can give you anything you want."

"3000 dollars, we'll stop." The little hoodlum with the cigarette in his mouth withdrew his leg and turned around to look at Zheng Cuihua.

At that moment, he was thinking that since he had already helped Young Master Bai teach Zheng Meng a lesson.2

If he had to fish for more, why wouldn't he do it?

Who would be at odds with the money?

"Sure." Zheng Cuihua regarded wealth as her life.

But she loved her brother the most.

After weighing the pros and cons, she bit her lips and agreed to the hoodlums' demands.

"You guys stop for a moment, I'll go home and get the money. I'll give it to you guys later." Zheng Cuihua and the delinquent with the cigarette in his mouth began to discuss.

A strange smile flashed across the eyes of the punk with the cigarette in his mouth. He chuckled and said, "Since you've brought the money, we will naturally stop."

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