Even the strength of a mortal was too much for Liu Qiang to bear.
With a crack.
Liu Qiang's nasal bone broke, blood splattered from his nose, and he was thrown several meters back.
"Ouch, my nose."
Liu Qiang covered his nose and wailed in pain.
"You dare hit me, you son of a bitch, my brother-in-law is Ma Zhiming, the town supervisor. You're asking for death, you…"
Lying on the ground, Liu Qiang, with one hand covering his nose, raised the other and pointed at Zhang Xiaoshan, cursing violently.
Zhang Xiaoshan didn't say another word, grabbed the finger Liu Qiang was pointing with, and squeezed it hard.
"Crack."
Liu Qiang's right index finger was broken outright by Zhang Xiaoshan.
Before Liu Qiang could even cry out in pain, Zhang Xiaoshan pressed him to the ground and started beating him mercilessly.
Soon, Liu Qiang had half his bones broken, his body drenched in blood—it was a pitiful sight to behold.
"Spare me, stop hitting, please have mercy."
