Everyone saw with their own eyes how powerful Zhang Ping's skills were, and he just kicked that young man out of such a distance with one kick, and he didn't have to breathe.

The young man in front of him was still shouting here without knowing the height of the sky, and the big guy's heart couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him.

For fear that he would anger Zhang Ping again, he would inevitably be beaten by a fat meal at that time.

"Drag him out, it's a little annoying......"

Zhang Ping rubbed his eyebrows and said impatiently.

He is not afraid of fighting, but he is afraid of these troubles.

The security guard is also a very discerning person, and at that moment, one person dragged the person out directly with one arm.

They didn't have the slightest politeness, and just threw it out, as hard as they could.

"Now that the dead reporter is gone, you don't need to continue to pretend to be pathetic here, if you don't tell who is behind you, believe it or not, I'll break your joints first!"

Zhang Ping directly pulled a chair from the side domineeringly, and the whole person leaned back on the chair, and every word he said was beyond doubt.

He looked young, only in his twenties, but no one present dared to doubt what he said.

With his ruthlessness, it is really possible to screw this guy's joint bones alive.

The old woman next to him, he couldn't see his son being hurt at all, so he rushed up with his teeth and claws, Zhang Ping didn't even turn his head, the fist hit his shoulder, Zhang Ping's body didn't even shake, but the old woman screamed in pain, and fell directly to the ground, feeling that the bones in his whole body were loose.

She pointed at Zhang Ping with her wrinkled and stubby fingers, and her voice trembled slightly, "You...... You dare to hit the old man, and you are not afraid of thunder and thunder!"

Zhang Ping was too lazy to pay attention to her, he had his own rights and wrongs in Zhang Ping's heart, relying on the old and selling the old, and daring to shout in front of him, it was right to take a lesson, and he didn't do it at all, and he couldn't say anything about this old woman.

"I'll count to three, and if you still won't say, I'll break the bones at your wrists first, and then break your fingers for you one by one!"

Zhang Ping said very calmly, such cruel words came out of his mouth, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

It's as if the tone is just joking, and it doesn't look like the kind of person who can do cruel things at all.

The young man thought so too, so he was very stiff-mouthed and didn't intend to reveal anything.

"Three, two, one......"

Zhang Ping said three numbers faintly, and when he saw that guy, he really didn't say a word, and he had to admire his courage.

Without waiting for the young man to react, he stepped on the man's elbow, pulled his arm out with one hand, and then broke his finger with his right hand.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bones sounds so creepy.

With the young man's scream, if it wasn't the sun shining, but the dark night, it would be a proper ready-made ghost movie.

"No...... Don't!" the man looked at the devil and broke off his second finger, ten fingers to his heart, and only he knew the pain in it.

He regretted it!

He shouldn't have taken the happiness of the second half of his life for such a small amount of money.

His two fingers are ruined, and there is no hope for the rest of his life.

But even so, the person in front of him, who seemed to be a few years younger than himself, didn't even intend to let him go.

"Hurry up and stop, I'll tell you everything you want to know, as long as you're willing to let me go......"

He couldn't help it, it was too painful.

It is more painful for him than to kill him with a knife, and if a knife directly results in him, the pain may only be for a moment.

However, breaking his fingers is simply a torture of consciousness, a completely inhuman kind of torture.

Wang Biao was terrified when he watched from the side, he was also a ruthless person, but now compared to Zhang Ping, it was really a small thing.

Moreover, Zhang Ping did these things so handily that he didn't even blink.

I have to say that this way of doing things is very much to his liking, not muddy, clean and neat.

Some of the other guests in the hotel even covered their eyes, but more people watched it with relish, and it was an after-dinner pastime, and the more brutal the behavior, the more it made the blood of these rich people boil.

"Do you want to say it now?" Zhang Ping asked rhetorically.

The man nodded again and again, he couldn't say a word in pain, and the sweat dripping from his forehead was about to wash the earth clean.

Just when he thought he was going to be free, his third finger was broken again.

"But I don't want to hear it!"

Zhang Ping said with an indifferent face.

I just gave this kid a chance, which he didn't cherish.

"I beg you, little ancestor, you can let me go in large quantities, you will ...... You're just going to treat me like a fart, let me go......"

This person has now tasted the pain, and began to beg his grandfather to tell his grandmother, just begging that the little Yama in front of him can be merciful and kind-hearted to let himself go.

Now, he would rather go to the ghost gate and close it for a while than fall into the hands of this guy, it's too painful!

Wang Biao looked frightened next to him, as if the person who was beaten was himself.

Even if he is a hard-hearted person, he can't bear to continue watching it now, "Hurry up, get out of here!"

"It was Wang Junhao who asked me to come over, I owe a lot of money to their casino, and I can't afford to pay it back, and then he said give me a chance to pay off all the money, that is, to ruin the reputation of your hotel, he said that as long as you bring my parents to make trouble, you won't dare to touch me, and find a reporter to squat outside, even if you dare to touch me, the next day, the news broadcast is all your responsibility!"

When the time comes, they will definitely be charged with a trumped-up crime, and it will be even more difficult to clear their name.

After all, the other party came prepared, prepared a camera, prepared human and physical evidence, if it wasn't for Zhang Ping's extra attention and arresting the reporter, maybe the next day's major news broadcasts would all be the glorious deeds of their hotel.

"I knew it was him!"

Wang Biao seems to have known the mastermind behind the destruction of the hotel, but he has not received a positive answer before, so he has never been sure.

However, with his knowledge of his big brother, he could guess it.

"I've said it now, can you let me go?" said the man tremblingly, even the sound of his breathing was much reduced, for fear of attracting the other party's dissatisfaction and giving him another fat beating.

Maybe if he rushes to the hospital now, he can still save these few fingers, but it may not be too late.