Is This Enough Money?

Tan Zekun held the rod and looked at the young man on the ground. The corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.

He smashed down with the rod!

Thud!

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching voice sounded. The young man on the ground suddenly hugged his twisted arm. Clearly, the rod had broken his arm.

This time, it also stunned Wang Zhouning and the others, let alone the girls beside them. All of them widened their eyes. They were all like flowers who had grown up in a greenhouse. Thus, they had never seen such a scene.

"Hold him down!"

As soon as Tan Zekun said this, a few burly men immediately pressed down on the young man on the ground. Tan Zekun hit him with his rod a few times until the young man could only make whimpering sounds while blood splattered.

"Ah! How cruel!"

Ye Xinyu could no longer hold it in. She screamed and retched.