Even, Zhang Xiaofan will be directly sent to the hospital all the way by 120 ambulance with his full strength. I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of bed in ten days and a half months
Therefore, the moment Wu Zhengping wields his baton, Zhang Xiaofan is no different from a "useless person" in his eyes!
However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very bony
Just when the distance between Wu Zhengping's electric stick and Zhang Xiaofan's tianlinggai was less than 10 cm.
I saw originally also hands copy pocket, leisurely, Zhang Xiaofan is in this moment moved.
He didn't do much action, just slightly side of the body, understatement will be Wu Zhengping this long-standing electric stick to easily hide in the past.
Seeing that he was defeated by one blow, Wu Zhengping's face sank and he was preparing to start the second attack.
But if I don't take him to wave the electric stick again, I feel the pain of my right hand.
But see, oneself that hold the hand of high-voltage electric stick unexpectedly don't know when was given by Zhang Xiaofan to live in the hand.
"Ha ha... It's really dark for you to start!"
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the still "crackling..." electric stick and looked at Wu Zhengping;
"Do you want me to do something black to you?"
After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's serious words.
Wu Zhengping was very angry——
He was gnashing his teeth, and he pushed his body forward.
Wu Zhengping's action is like going through such a kind of physical inertia, taking advantage of Zhang Xiaofan's inattention to poke the high-voltage electric stick on him.
"Ah... It seems that you have made a choice for me!"
Seeing Wu Zhengping, not only did he not have the slightest regret, but he dared to do it even when he was dying.
Simply, Zhang Xiaofan didn't tell him how polite he was. He buttoned his hand and made a sudden effort.
Just listen to "click..." a brittle sound of bone fracture, followed by Wu Zhengping's hysterical, heartrending howl
"Ow... Ow... Ow..."
"My hand... My hand... It's killing me..."
At the sound of bone fragmentation_
Wu Zhengping only felt that his right hand, holding the baton, had a sharp pain
Wu Zhengping, who was in such pain, was in the dark. He didn't pass out on the spot
"I'm just giving you a little commandment. As a result, you're in such a pain. Are you still promising?"
"Just like this, you still want to learn to rebel against your own master?"
"I'll ask you, what's the point of your mutiny?"
"No matter where you go, you can't change the fact that you are a waste!"
It has to be said that Zhang Xiaofan did not expect that he just broke Wu Zhengping's right wrist at the beginning.
Then, the old man said nothing and began to cry in front of him.
This... This is too bad, isn't it?!
"Oh... My hand... My hand... My hand is broken..."
Wu Zhengping didn't even hear what Zhang Xiaofan said. He was still crying with his broken hand