Chapter 316 : Fist

I watched the driver walk towards me step by step. He was really tall. He was almost a head taller than me. Although I couldn't see his muscles in his clothes, I could still feel that he was definitely a practitioner. His temperament was different.

Finally, he walked up to me, and I felt as if there was a small mountain standing in front of me. A huge pressure suddenly hit me, and I felt as if all the blood in my body was beating.

I took a deep breath, then used my stomach to hold my breath, gritted my teeth with all my strength, and then relaxed myself, "Can you not hit your face?"

The driver nodded very seriously, and when I saw his expression, I couldn't smile anymore. With a straight face, I said, "Come on."

The driver's face was expressionless, and his face was as cold as ice. I saw his fist clench in the corner of my eye, then without any dullness, he punched me in the stomach.

"Bang!"

At that moment, I only felt pain, incomparable pain!

It was as if all the internal organs in his stomach were convulsing, and an unbearable sharp pain was spreading out, like a piece of ink gradually dyeing the whole paper black!

Cramps, a feeling of flesh cracking!

I bent down slightly, not daring to move, not even daring to breathe, and could only stand there stiffly in that position.

The driver punched so hard, so hard. I felt like I had never been hit so hard since I was a child. I even felt that the pain at the moment of the fracture couldn't match the punch of the driver in front of me.

The moment my fist hit my stomach, it was really like a rock hitting me. I really couldn't describe the pain. All I could say was that it hurt so much, so much so much so that it hurt for a moment, and then it hurt like a sea of mountains.

If a doctor asked me the level of pain, I would definitely say the highest!

I saw Old Gao and Guzheng running to me, but the driver warned them first. He said, "You'd better not touch him."

So, the two of them just stood beside me, not daring to touch me, only looking at me worriedly.

The driver was honest. He didn't give me a second punch at this time. If he gave me another punch at this time, I thought I might die.

It took me about seven or eight minutes to calm down. I took a few long breaths, adjusted myself, and then couldn't help but look at the driver.

This guy is really too strong, just like a cow, like an endless amount of brute force. His punch is two or three times stronger than normal.

It was so quiet in the room that the sound of my breathing was magnified. Everyone looked at me, and my face was a little hung up. I thought I wouldn't have a big problem with a punch. It only hurt for a while at most. Who knew that the first punch would be unbearable?

I can't help but feel weak!

This kind of awkwardness made me a little frustrated. I quickly straightened up, raised my head and chest, prepared, gritted my teeth and said to the driver again, "Come on."

When I blurted out those two powerful words, the driver's fist was already galloping like a wild horse. This time, the driver didn't hit me in the abdomen, but punched me in the chest.

And when I took the punch, I felt a little confused, confused, unable to think, unable to react, as if my soul had been knocked out.

The second punch was much stronger than the first!

Suffocation!

With that punch, I was so suffocated that I couldn't breathe at all, as if the air in my body had been knocked out.

I even felt my chest caved in.

The pain in the heart, I don't know how much more pain than the pain in the abdomen. He felt his heart beating strongly, like a wild beast, but the stronger the beating, the more intense the pain in his heart.

The suffocating pain made my face red. Even if I didn't look in the mirror, I felt that my expression must be very distorted! I could feel the veins on my face beating, as if a bug was trying to get out from under my skin.

This time, I slowly bent my legs, knelt on the ground, lowered my head, and then did nothing!

There was still an indescribable dizziness, and I knew it was a sign of lack of oxygen.

When she was hit in the chest, it was so painful that she couldn't breathe, as if there was no air around her.

That punch was really like a sledgehammer hitting my chest. It was so powerful that I felt like my heart was about to break.

This time, Guzheng was particularly flustered and asked, "Xing Yun, how are you? Are you okay? Don't scare me!"

But I could hear what Guzheng said, but I couldn't figure out what he meant.

This punch really refreshed my understanding!

"Shall we go to the hospital now?"

After a while, when I felt that I could move a little, I shook my head with difficulty, but I still didn't dare to speak. It was as if a knife had been inserted into his chest, and the slightest movement was intense pain.

I gritted my teeth, but I didn't dare to stand up.

I had no choice but to kneel on the ground!

This punch, not only hurt, but also stifled me. I was so suffocated that I couldn't breathe. After that, Guzheng told me that my whole face had changed color. My face was ashen, as pale as a ghost, especially frightening.

This time it took longer, and it really felt like a fucking death.

In the end, I finally gritted my teeth and stood up. Old Gao and Guzheng also helped me up and carefully pulled me up. My body was still in pain from being torn apart. I was gasping for air. I really didn't know if I could take the driver's third punch.

Before, I thought I could. Now, I really don't know.

I looked at the driver and said to him weakly, "One more punch!"

The driver remained expressionless and just nodded at me.

But Guzheng suddenly stood in front of me and cried out, "You can't fight anymore. You can't fight anymore. If you hit Xing Yun again, you'll die!"

She stretched out her hands and held them firmly in front of me, but now that I had no strength to stop her, I had to say to her, "Guzheng, there's only one last punch left."

I don't want to give up halfway. After this punch, it's over, and Hu Zi's whole thing is over.

"No, you can't fight!" Guzheng shouted, "Hit me if you want."

Guzheng's words made me a little excited and moved. I didn't expect Guzheng to say that!

But how could the driver hit Guzheng? He looked at me helplessly, then looked at Du Biao inquiringly.

Du Biao also said helplessly, "Girl, you can't make me difficult, just one last punch. Get out of the way."

"I won't let you!"

However, Guzheng was especially determined, his tone seemed to be stronger than the driver's fist.

"What are you..." Du Biao smiled bitterly, speechless.

"This punch, I won't let it happen unless I die here!"

Guzheng said again.

Her words gave me goosebumps all over my body, and a great warmth flowed through my heart. At the same time, there was an endless amount of shame. What could Guzheng do for her so that I could say this?

Di Ming also opened his mouth and said, "Brother du, I think it's okay. It's already two punches. These two punches can withstand ten punches from ordinary people!"

"That's not how it works." Du Biao shook his head and said to Guzheng again, "Girl, you've made up your mind. If you don't hit him with this punch, he'll get those two punches for nothing."

"How is it worth it?" Guzheng said, "If I spit on your face and wipe it clean, I will vomit for nothing. Did you drink the wine in your glass for nothing before you finished it?"

Du Biao smiled and said, "The little girl speaks very well."

Guzheng looked at Du Biao coldly and said nothing.

"All right, two punches, then." Du Biao said with a half-smile, "But we can't just let this go. If you really don't want to fight with this third punch, you can buy it."

Before Du Biao could finish his sentence, Guzheng said, "How much is it?"

"Not much, not much. Three hundred thousand." Du Biao smiled shamelessly as his lips curved.

I guessed that Du Biao would open his mouth like a lion. Three hundred thousand fucking punches. This is even worse than robbery! However, before I could say anything, Guzheng nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, three hundred thousand is three hundred thousand. Deal!"

I panicked and said, "No!"

We already owe Guzheng 300,000, and we can never owe her another 300,000!

However, Du Biao said to me, "Young man, forget it. With such a good girl willing to die for you, you have to treat her well in the future."

I was so anxious that I gritted my teeth. It shouldn't have ended like this. Guzheng seemed to know what I was thinking and said, "I took the three hundred thousand myself. You don't have to pay me back."

My mood started to fluctuate. It wasn't that I didn't pay it back yet. I just didn't want 300,000 to fall into Du Biao's hands so easily.

Three hundred thousand, how long will it take for our restaurant to make enough money? How long does it take a worker to earn enough?

Du Biao was too dark. But the smile on his face, clearly said that this business is still one willing to fight and one willing to suffer.

The mood swings made the pain in my body worse, and I didn't even dare to say another word. His chest was still buzzing with pain.

Guzheng stepped forward and spoke briefly to Du Biao. Then she greeted Di Ming and said, "Di uncle, let's go first."

After that, she came to me and helped me with Old Gao, "Let's go to the hospital."

However, the driver who punched me said, "It's okay. There's no need to go to the hospital. Just lie in bed and rest."

The driver didn't say anything, but Guzheng gave him another hard look, and then Guzheng and Old Gao helped me out of the hotel.

I don't think I have any problems either, but Guzheng insisted on taking me to the hospital and checking me out before going back.

She took me to the rental room, and Old Gao said to me, "Take a good rest these two days. Don't go to the restaurant."

I said nonchalantly, "It's not that serious. It's okay to wake up tomorrow after a nap."