Chapter 265: Dismissal

The so-called interrogation took place on the second floor. [No pop-up novel network]

It is recommended that the building of the martial arts hall is not large, at most more than 1,000 square meters, and 500 people are crammed into it at once, which is equivalent to an average of only two square meters of space per person.

In the early summer days, it was enough to stay in such a room, and the hands were hanged, and the torturer was even more alive and dead, and he wanted to faint. However, whether it is a student, an employee or a Korean in a business association, they all have quite good physical fitness, and it is not so simple to feel dizzy.

The gentlemen who had been hung on the second floor earlier were so angry that they wished to destroy the whole world to erase their resentment, but when they saw the misery of the Koreans being interrogated, the hatred in their hearts disappeared without a trace......

The first to perform the sad treatment to everyone was one of the three Koreans whose identities were confirmed, named Han Jung-min. This person has a pair of fierce eyes with fine light, as if he will take out a sharp blade to cut people at any time, but Zhu Guangliang didn't look at his eyes, just waved his hand casually, and naturally Cao Zheng came forward and waved a wooden stick to beat.

At the end of the 30 sticks, the thick jeans were torn by a few seams, as if they had been torn apart by a nervous disorder. The meat inside changed from red to blue, from blue to purple, from purple to black, and the space occupied became larger and larger, and finally the whole swollen flesh broke out of the pants, as if it was incontinent.

Zhu Guangliang asked lazily: "Do you want to recruit?" ”

Han Zhengmin didn't even know what to do, so he took a mouthful of saliva and hung his head tiredly. If you are hit with a stick in the same area, the pain increases exponentially, regardless of the damage. At first, the stick was hit on the muscles, but then the buttocks were swollen, and the stick was hit on the swollen parts, and then continued to hit the swollen parts, which was not like a bone pain that pierced the heart, but more like getting 100 stitches of intramuscular injection at a time, 30 times in a row...... He felt that he could still bear it, but the sweat and convulsions of his limbs showed that the pressure on his body was on the verge of limit.

"Again, next." Zhu Guangliang's infinitely boring voice floated in the space on the second floor, and this matter was indeed boring.

Cao Zheng spat out, pulled the rope hanging Han Zhengmin in front of him, and waved another 30 sticks. No matter how good the training equipment is, it is not as good as the human sandbag, the former is an imitation after all, and the specifications are similar, where it looks like a real person, different people have different muscle divisions and muscle strength, and the stick hits it, and the difference can be detected by turning the position slightly.

The physical skills are really broad and profound

Cao Zheng clutched the stick tightly, and he felt like he was about to break through.

The 30 sticks passed quickly, and although Han Zhengmin consciously lived like a year, as a high-level talent with formal training, he was finally happily unconscious. Each stick is evenly forced, and it is hit in a local position, such a rare treatment, normal people can't enjoy it.

This compartment is over, Cao Zheng pushed it easily, Han Zhengmin was like pork hanging on a hook, was pushed to the bottom of the assembly line, he grabbed it and brought another Korean, this is an ordinary white-collar little fat man, there is no deterrent, he is still wearing casual trousers, he has been staring at Han Zhengmin since he was beaten, like watching a horror movie - he wants to watch it, but he doesn't dare to watch it, especially worried about what he thinks of.

took Cao Zheng and stretched out his hand to grab him, he was not excited and crazy, twisting like a sheep being slaughtered.

Cao Zheng didn't care about him, he first had three sticks, and then three sticks when he turned over, and after a circle, the cotton pants were shattered into slag, revealing the fat and trembling red buttocks inside-red is the swollen part, and it will rebound when knocked on with a stick, and the very tough dermis resisted at least 20 sticks, and then it simply cracked, turning out a piece of bright red meat, dripping and leaving blood.

"Clean it up." Zhu Guangliang taught him a lesson, as usual: "Recruit or not?" Next. ”

The two words are connected, so it's just one sentence. There is no time to confess at all, and of course, everyone does not know what to confess.

The rest of the Koreans were naturally frightened and overwhelmed, and the writhing range was only greater than that of the white-collar fat man, not greater than the white-collar fat man, Li Feng admired the curator's foresight, if it wasn't for the gagged mouth, now it would have to be a piece of saliva.

Cao Zheng continued to work hard while feeling the stirring of his body with his heart.

Koreans resist and struggle in the air like pigs waiting to be slaughtered, and whenever someone is caught and interrogated, he will open his mouth for the first time, and a string of Chinese or Korean will appear. In essence, there is no difference, Zhu Guangliang didn't listen to a word, he came here for two purposes, the first is to clean up the people of the Korean Business Association and force them to agree to Kim Doona's request as soon as possible; The second is to kill chickens and show monkeys, so that the troublemakers and students can see what the worst outcome is.

More than 40 members of the Korean Business Association have a minimum of 30 sticks per round, and a maximum of 90 sticks in three rounds, and 2,000 sticks are up after one hit. Rao is a fifth-level student of Cao Zheng, and he is still tired enough to control his strength and swing a stick. He is not good or does not want to hand over the work to other people - the students who can play the effect at will are at least the fourth level of physical skills or above, the martial arts hall is full of less than 10 people, Li Changning and the others are not in Jiangning, the rest of the few, Xie Wuyang disdains this, Li Feng is even a little afraid of seeing blood...... The only one who could replace him was the naked bear.

Rest by yourself and let the naked bear go, Cao Zheng will never do such a thing. So he could only swing the stick mechanically, and then replace it with a new one when it broke in the middle.

When beating people has become a kind of chore, it shows that life is still happy.

Cao Zheng had to comfort himself so much.

At around 10 o'clock that night, Yoo Seung-woo agreed to Kim Doona's request and basically announced that the two sides understood each other, but when he sent someone to pick up the members of the business association, his anger almost made him give him a chase and kill order

It's too bullying.

In the photo, he saw a bruised buttocks, bruised back, bruised thighs, and even more excessively, a broken ass, a broken back, and broken thighs......

cruel

barbarous

When Liu Chengyou thought of these words, goosebumps got all over his body, and he couldn't help but ask the female secretary next to him: "That Chen Yi, is he a child of a family?" ”

"The Chen family in China."

Liu Chengyou let out an "oh", but he made up his mind not to go to Jiangning again. No matter how good the secret organization is, that is, the ability to send a few killers and dozens of killers, but these forces, in a well-protected city, are difficult to exert their due strength. Further, even if it is played, the loss will be great. The assassination of South Korean President Park Chung-hee in 1968 by North Korean armed agents is the best example......

"Let's file it. Withdraw the people from the business association. ”

"Don't you retaliate?" The female secretary habitually asked.

Liu Chengyou raised his hand and slapped him, and said angrily: "Is this what you should ask?" ”

The secretary fell to the ground, the base of his snow-white thighs exposed, and with the black stockings below the knee, Yoo Seung-woo was suddenly panting like a cow.

After two seconds of consciousness, Yoo Seung-woo took off his clothes and pounced on them fittingly.

"I still have a report to send away."

"I'll send it in the afternoon, it's too late."

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For the students and staff tied up on the second floor, Wednesday after the rain was the most thrilling Wednesday they spended.

People like Yoo Seung-woo who have seen the world will be angry in the face of photos, and employees who have never seen the world will vomit in fear when they face the real scene.

The martial arts hall has always advocated corporal punishment, and from the first day of joining the martial arts hall, the students have faced various possibilities of corporal punishment. Not every student has been beaten, but those who have not been beaten have at least seen being beaten.

The interrogation presided over by Zhu Guangliang was essentially a farce of being beaten, but the scale was larger and the image was more terrifying.

But it's enough.

More than 40 foreign friends in a row, more than 2,000 sticks in a continuous half-day, without Chen Yi re-emphasizing, the students and employees can also understand Chen Yi's firm confidence.

The martial arts hall is not a private enterprise, the director is not the factory director, the strike has no effect, and the bottom only has the fate of being bullied...... Lao Huang scolded, thinking, isn't this a fucking township enterprise.

But the five sticks that each person received before were real, and now it seems that 30 sticks, or even 60 sticks, are immortal. Everyone has reason to believe that Chen Yi will not let go of himself and others so easily.

"It is better to give to friends than to be slaves". Everyone understands, everyone is afraid.

Chen Yi's first sentence when he came in aggravated their fear: "Each person will have 5 sticks first, and you will have an appetizer." ”

Cao Zheng didn't say a word, he rushed forward, and he actually played a fancy all the way.

"Not bad." Chen Yi admired, and he could also see that Cao Zheng was actually about to reach level 6 in physical arts, which was comparable to his talent when he had unlimited snotty divine oil.

After a period of mourning, Chen Yi waited for everyone to ease up before he said: "It is absolutely not allowed to gather people to fight in the martial arts hall, now you have two choices, the first is to quit the martial arts hall and sign a letter of guarantee, and the second is to stay in the martial arts hall, 100 sticks per person, which can be paid in installments, with a minimum down payment of 5 percent." Oh, students who don't belong to the martial arts hall, you have also seen the situation of Koreans before, you can only get 30 sticks to get out, and you have to write a guarantee. ”

After saying that, Liu Xinyu, Jin Doona and naked bear began to ask everyone separately whether they would like to stay in the martial arts hall or be beaten away.

The absolute majority of people will choose to leave, and 100 sticks will kill even if they are beaten separately, and many people are also afraid of the martial arts hall.

In the end, there were only 12 students and 4 employees who were willing to stay in the martial arts hall. After Liu Xinyu calculated the accounts, he whispered: "There are 17 people outside who don't want to write a guarantee and are clamoring to sue us." They want to see you, you talk. ”

"Nope." Chen Yi hung his head, blew his nails and said, "Ask again if there are any guarantees, otherwise each person will come 50 times first, and all of them will be sent to Zhu Guangliang." ”

"Where to send him?"

"It's just a matter of mixing things with the Korean Business Association, yesterday there was trouble at the airport, and they were also making trouble, who knows what's going on." Chen Yi bared his teeth and said, "It's a benefit fee for Zhu Guangliang." ”

Those who can pay 100,000 yuan to buy a priority right to include must be rich; But those who spend money just to enter a martial arts hall must be a family without power, and in the end, if they want to fish for people, most of them can only pay money.

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