The time had regressed to the morning.
"I'm giving you half an hour to clean up all the trash you've left behind," Beichuan Si said calmly, looking at the two people kneeling before him.
After entering, he had first knocked down Hua Yuanxiongjie, then pulled his girlfriend out of the bedding, harshly slapping her several times.
The blows had caused their faces to swell considerably, bearing distinct finger marks.
Though the apartment room was rented by Shan Yuanmu Yuzi, it was occupied by these two loafers, which was a clear indication to anyone that they were troublemakers.
Add to this Hua Yuanxiongjie's distinguishing dyed blonde hair, which Beichuan Si found incredibly irksome, almost wishing he could pluck it out right there and then.
With this thought, Beichuan Si clenched the rubber bat and continued in an eerily calm tone, "You can also choose not to do as I say."
Thwack!!!!
Beichuan Si's rubber bat swung out with a blur, whistling through the air.
