bookbashuk Chapter 110 The calculating Yan Bugui was beaten into a mentally retarded person!
Chapter 110 The calculating Yan Bugui was beaten into a mentally retarded person!
These words were like a sharp blade that pierced Yan Bugui's heart, causing him to feel a wave of pain.
Although he did not personally do the work of the third aunt, she had a great relationship with him.
At this moment, Yan Bugui felt unable to breathe or speak. He could only watch Lu Ning's fist fall hard and smash his head to the ground.
A sharp pain came over him and his head slammed into the ground. A huge impact force came from his head, making him feel dizzy.
His head began to ache violently, and he felt a stream of blood oozing from his head, flowing down his cheeks and mixing with the rain water.
"Let me go!" Yan Bugui groaned with difficulty, "I... I was wrong! I... I am willing to... apologize to you! Please... let me go!"
His voice was filled with despair and sorrow. He had no way out and could only beg for mercy and hope for Lu Ning's mercy and forgiveness.
However, the crimes he committed are irreparable and he will pay a heavy price for his actions.
Lu Ning ignored Yan Bugui's cries for mercy. His eyes were filled with hatred and he mercilessly punched him hard, hitting Yan Bugui's head again and again, causing him to feel endless pain and torture.
His fist hit Yan Bugui's body like a hammer, making a dull thud, as if announcing that a man's fate was sealed.
In this dark and rainy night, Yan Bugui was unable to resist Lu Ning's attack. He felt his body gradually losing strength and his consciousness began to blur.
I understand that I am destined to die in this darkness, and my life is about to end and can never be reversed.
In the last moments of his life, he felt a deep helplessness and sorrow, knowing that he would never be able to escape this unfair fate.
"Don't worry, old man. I won't kill you."
Lu Ning chuckled, but his hands did not slow down at all, and he was still as strong as ever.
Yan Bugui felt dizzy from being hit on the head, and with each pain, his originally sharp mind gradually became confused.
The Yan Bugui who was once good at calculating and knew how to deal with various situations is now gone, leaving behind only a weak and helpless person facing the threat of death.
In those struggles and cries, reason gradually faded away and was overwhelmed by pain and despair.
The mental clarity I once had faded away, replaced by confusion and exhaustion.
His head felt like it was hit by a heavy object, his consciousness became increasingly blurred, and the pain in his body was almost unbearable for him.
In the dark night, Yan Bugui felt like a lone wolf who had lost his way, running around but unable to find a way out.
My vision was blurry and every breath felt like a struggle in the abyss.
He kept closing his eyes, trying to get rid of the endless pain, but every time he closed his eyes he felt more lonely and desperate.
In this desperate state, Yan Bugui felt his spirit gradually collapse. His soul was like a lonely boat in the darkness, drifting helplessly in the storm.
The wisdom and decisiveness of the past have disappeared, replaced by confusion and loss.
He tried to shout, tried to find a glimmer of hope, but his voice had been swallowed by the wind and rain, and only he could hear it.
In that darkness, I felt like I had fallen into an endless abyss, unable to extricate myself.
In this desperate state, Yan Bugui felt that his life was slipping away bit by bit.
Yan Bugui thought of his past family and career, but that was already in the past. Now that he was facing the threat of death, everything seemed so insignificant.
In the dark night, Yan Bugui felt that he had lost everything. His life was gradually coming to an end, but he was powerless and could only watch everything happen, his heart filled with endless regret and sorrow.
It was a rainy night and Yan Bugui felt dizzy as if his head was hit.
Each pain pierced his head like a needle, making his consciousness gradually blur.
Lu Ning had no intention of killing Yan Bugui, he just wanted to beat him into dementia, so that he would lose his once smart mind forever. Every time his fist landed, it was filled with endless cruelty and viciousness, causing Yan Bugui unbearable pain.
In the rainstorm, Yan Bugui felt that his body was out of control. His breathing was rapid and irregular, and every pain seemed to tell him that death was near.
He tried to struggle and call for help, but it was all in vain.
Lu Ning's fists kept falling, and each time they fell brought severe pain, making Yan Bugui feel extremely painful and tortured.
His head hit the ground hard, and each impact brought waves of dizziness and fear, making his consciousness gradually blurred and his thinking confused.
Under Lu Ning's brutal attack, Yan Bugui's body began to tremble, his breathing became rapid and difficult, and his consciousness gradually faded away, becoming blurred and unclear.
He felt as if he was in an inescapable nightmare, unable to resist Lu Ning's attacks, nor able to find any way out.
Under such pain and torture, Yan Bugui felt that his thinking was gradually becoming confused, his brain seemed to be blank and he was unable to think normally.
He didn't know where he was or who he was. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Ning's cruel blows came, letting the pain and torture consume him.
In this dark rainy night, Yan Bugui's consciousness gradually disappeared, his body became unable to move, his thoughts became increasingly confused, and his brain seemed to be covered by darkness.
He knew that he was destined to become the victim of Lu Ning's revenge, and his life would be changed forever and he would never be able to go back to the past.
In this dark and rainy night, he had completely lost himself and could never find himself again.
After making sure that Yan Bugui was knocked unconscious, Lu Ning stood up indifferently and looked at Yan Bugui who was lying unconscious on the ground.
There was a hint of sneer in his eyes, and a ruthless indifference enveloped him.
Standing next to Yan Bugui, it was as if I was admiring a work created by myself, a picture full of cruelty and indifference.
There was no expression on Lu Ning's face. His eyes were cold and deep, as if he was examining an insignificant insect.
He looked at Yan Bugui lying on the ground without mercy, his heart filled with contempt and disgust for him.
In his opinion, Yan Bugui was just an insignificant little person, not worth mentioning or sympathizing with.
He glanced at Yan Bugui lying on the ground with contempt, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.