Crushing a body of bones!
Lin Tian's words were cold and murderous, and the dozen or so young men on the ground, writhing in pain, were all terrified.
Each of them sincerely apologized to Fang Shilei, fear etched into their bones.
They were almost on the verge of calling Fang Shilei "grandaunt"!
"Jiang Yulong, Mr. Jiang! Now, it's your turn! Apologize to Teacher Fang!"
Lin Tian looked at Jiang Yulong, who was kneeling on the ground, and his voice grew even colder as he spoke calmly, "You'd better not make the slightest struggle or hesitation, otherwise I'll crush your legs first, and you'll spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair! Mr. Jiang... the reason I call you that is just to show how laughable the concept of a 'Young Master' is. In my eyes, you're not even worth the trash on the street!"
"Apologize!"
Finally, Lin Tian shouted in a booming voice again.
At this moment.
