Zhu Wushou had already put on his pants.
His gaze was extremely cold.
Going back on one’s word?
The fury in Zhu Wushou’s heart was hard to extinguish. The previous vow was thrown aside by Zhu Wushou, utterly vanished. What he needed most now was to vent the anger in his heart and put out the flames.
All the humiliation suffered today, he would make that guy pay it back!
At this moment, Old Fu arrived, and the suppressed anger in Zhu Wushou’s heart finally erupted.
Zhu Wushou unconditionally trusted Old Fu. After all, Old Fu had been with him since he was young, helping him solve countless matters, all of which Zhu Wushou remembered clearly, so he absolutely trusted Old Fu.
As long as Old Fu took action, that guy would definitely have a bad end!
After all, with Zhu Wushou’s status, he couldn’t bear such a burden, and there were so many people watching on.
However, to peel the skin off that guy’s tendons, to make him a cripple who would never rise again, lying on a sickbed as a vegetable for the rest of his life, was still manageable.
Thus, Zhu Wushou spoke coldly: "Old Fu, no need to kill him, cripple his limbs for me! I want him to not be able to live or die!"
This sentence fell from Zhu Wushou’s lips, carrying an incredibly chilling malice and vindictiveness.
Everyone present couldn’t help but be moved.
Unable to live or to die!
The very thought was terrifying!
At this moment, Old Fu had already arrived at the door of the restroom stall, a single step away from entering. He heard Zhu Wushou’s words, paused slightly, and smirked viciously without turning his head: "Sir, rest assured, I’ll throw him in front of you."
After saying this, Old Fu addressed Fang Yi: "If you kneel now and beg my master for mercy, I might consider making it less painful when I break your limbs."
Old Fu’s words were extremely arrogant, carried with a condescending stance, as if dealing with Fang Yi was merely a trivial matter.
Yet Fang Yi looked at this old man who overturned his worldview, finding him exceptionally amusing.
His response to Old Fu was equally simple.
Fang Yi raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and then left only the middle finger standing, with the other four fingers clenched.
When Old Fu saw this scene, flames immediately surged in his eyes.
Especially since there was a trace of a smile on the corner of Fang Yi’s mouth, filled with great disdain.
Old Fu finally couldn’t bear it anymore, bent his knees, and charged like a bolt toward Fang Yi in the toilet stall.
In an instant, Old Fu vanished from the sight of everyone.
Soon after, violent sounds of collision erupted from within the restroom stall.
The sound of fists and kicks clashing was incessant, and at this moment, the stall door was also closed, outsiders couldn’t see what was happening inside no matter how they strained their eyes, only feeling anxious.
Aside from the sounds of fists and kicks, it seemed that the restroom stall itself also suffered violent impacts, altogether producing loud noises, showing that the battle inside was quite intense.
"That Old Fu beside Zhu Dong is too formidable, his strike is so imposing, that guy is certainly doomed."
"Yes, he’s definitely going to have his limbs crippled."
"Provoking Zhu Dong, isn’t this courting death?"
Many people were discussing.
They all leaned towards Old Fu unleashing his mighty power, repairing the guy who provoked Zhu Wushou inside.
Only, the voices of discussion were overwhelmingly one-sided, but Lin Mengyan and Kong Qingci didn’t think so. When the two exchanged a look, they unexpectedly saw that the other had the same thought.
If this was a one-sided battle.
Why was the fight still so fierce?