He was frightened and frightened, and his voice was trembling, but he did not forget to threaten these people, "If you beat me now, it is all evidence. I will sue you!"
"Oh, sue me. I'll take you to the police station later. You have to tell the police uncle how we beat you."
"You... fabricated evidence. What I just said is not true. You were the ones who threatened me!" The foreign man's face turned blue.
The leader of the 'international police' approached him and said, "Fuck you! Let me tell you the truth, the little girl's begging voice you just heard is an excerpt from a movie. Have we ever threatened you? It's you. Admit what you have done. You can even threaten you. If someone wants to scare you like that, you have a guilty conscience and confessed everything you said to so many of us! , it’s too late for you to admit it now!”
Anyone who heard about what Abel did would be angry, not to mention that Li Beijue called a group of passionate soldiers this time.
They heard this thin man admitting his sinful behavior with their own ears, and they wanted to give him a shot and send him to see God.
But in the end they endured it, not because they still have sympathy for this kind of devil, but simply because they themselves are soldiers, and obeying the law is the first iron rule of the military!
They don't want to take advantage of this beast.
Only by being imprisoned and spending a lifetime in repentance and pain can a person like this alleviate the pain of the children he has hurt.
"But you reminded me. You were going to sue us anyway, and you said I would beat you up. Didn't we get reported by you in vain?"
Suddenly more than ten pairs of eyes stared at the frightened foreign man.
The burliest man among them, the man who invited me to drink before, flexed his wrist and laughed, "Boss, you can finally speak like a human being. How do you want to beat this turtle grandson? Tell me, I will do it and take care of you. How mature do you need to be?" How mature will it be for me to beat you up!"
"Then...six mature?"
This is a code word among soldiers, and 60% means to save half your life.
"Hahaha, I want to beat him to a pulp, but it's best for a scum like this to be punished by law. I won't take advantage of him!"
"Don't let you enjoy it alone. I was choked up just now."
"Me fucking too."
One, two, three, four, several people moved their muscles and approached. The foreign man surrounded in the middle kept shrinking back. His legs were trembling and his expression was full of fear. "What are you going to do... This is illegal... You can't do this..."
"Of course we can, we are here to beat you on behalf of the girl who caused you trouble! You deserve to be beaten to death!"
"Stop pushing him, do it!"
Several people approached at the same time, and they heard screams and begging for mercy from the crowd. However, no matter how miserable he screamed, no one at the scene showed sympathy, and they were all indifferent.
Ten minutes later, the few people gathered around stopped and gave way to a path. The man inside was covered in blood, his face was beaten and deformed. If it weren't for the moans coming from his mouth, he would have looked dead.
The leader of the men checked, and glanced at a few people unhappily, "I'll beat you until you're sixty-five, you can see what you'll get after being beaten."
The person who hit him the hardest scratched his head and said sheepishly, "I couldn't help but hit him hard when I saw his dick-haired face."
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PS: I felt a little unwell this morning and went to the hospital, so the update time is a little messed up.
(End of chapter)