Hongyang took a few deep breaths, his facial expressions somewhat complex.
Xie Peng, like a dog, bowed his head and waited for his response!
After a long while, Hongyang deeply inhaled a puff of smoke, fiercely stubbed out the cigarette butt, slumped into the big recliner, and said:
"Forget it, don't kill him. This kid has indeed caused quite a stir in the Provincial City. If we kill him, the risk is too great."
"Then..."
"Maim him!" Hongyang sat up straight, pressed his hands on the edge of the desk, and stared at Xie Peng like a tiger or wolf, "For example, losing a leg and an arm, making it impossible to find and reattach. By then, hehe... he will only be able to survive by relying on the Disability Federation, determined but crippled, dreaming humble dreams, hehe..."
Xie Peng grinned, "Hey, that's ruthless, it could work. Later, I'll have someone throw his leg and arm into the feed machine and grind them into pellets to feed the pigs."
"Hahaha..."
