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    Zhao Yiming covered his swollen face and looked at Ling Tian with true anger and rage.

    How dare he beat himself up when he’s already reported his family?

    The man is not a fool, I’m afraid!

    When Ling Tian saw that Zhao Yiming was still blocking the way, his eyes narrowed in impatience.

    “Not rolling, are you?”

    “Okay, so the rest of your life, spend it in bed!”

    After Ling Tian finished speaking, he was about to make his move.

    But the black-clothed man on the side was shocked and rushed forward, pulling Zhao Yiming to the side.

    With a head full of cold sweat, he hurriedly said towards Ling Tian.

    “Have mercy.”

    “You have mercy.”

    Only then did Ling Tian let out a cold snort as he took Su Qingya’s small hand and raised his hand and left.

    When he was almost out of the doorway, Zhao Yiming’s grim voice, sounded behind him.

    “If you have the guts, leave your name!”

    “Ling Tian!”

    Ling Tian’s voice rang out melodiously.

    Without looking back, under Zhao Yiming’s sinister gaze, he left the hotel.

    “Fuck you!”

    The anger and suffocation in Zhao Yiming’s heart could no longer be suppressed.

    With a roar of rage, he kicked over a potted plant in the hotel.

    Afterward, towards Zhang Kui, he said with a face full of murderous aura.

    “Call Tsuno immediately.”

    “Tell him to take the martial artists in his family and search the city for me.”

    “Tonight, I want to see Ling Tian’s corpse, and that woman!”

    “Yes!” Zhang Kui hurriedly agreed and walked out to make the call.

    Zhao Yiming’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, his gaze was vicious, and he couldn’t stop gasping for air.

    With a sudden turn of his head, he looked at the girl at the front desk.

    “Zhao Shao~”

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