TMH:RID.

601-610

Chapter 601: Zhao Wu Is Getting Beaten Up – 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Ahhh!" Zhao Wu let out a pained scream.

'Is this... A show as well?'

That was the thought that surfaced in the crowd's mind when they saw Fu Zhi smash her fist into Zhao Wu's nose.

However, they could feel the man's pain judging from the speed and strength of Fu Zhi's punch.

The people who bet on Fu Zhi heaved out a sigh of relief.

In the meantime, Fu Zhi lowered her head and looked at the man under her. "Do you know what you did wrong?"

"F*ck you!"

Thump!

Fu Zhi kicked him again.

"F*ck!" Zhao Wu cursed aloud. "Stop it now, you mad woman! If you don't stop now, I'll definitely hit them when I get back later!"

"Hit them?" Fu Zhi picked the man up and sent a punch into his face, sending him flying into the air and falling onto the ground with a meaty smack, his face turning pale in pain.

"Do you think I'll give you the chance to do that?" Fu Zhi approached him and asked.

Zhao Wu gritted his teeth, and he decided to throw all caution to the wind. He waited until Fu Zhi had arrived in front of him before he sprang up from the ground and brandished his fist at her.

Fu Zhi did not even take any move to dodge his attack this time. She grabbed his incoming fist, twisted his arm around, and flipped him over her shoulder.

At the same time, she raised her elbow and gave a sharp jab in his stomach, causing him to grimace in pain. She was familiar with the acupoints on a human's body, so she knew where to strike to inflict the most damage.

The audience was stumped and they did not know what to say. They could feel Zhao Wu's pain even by looking at him, and it was only now that they saw the light why those wolves refused to come out and fight her.

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In the meantime, inside the field.

Thirty seconds had passed, and Zhao Wu was still yelling and shouting defiantly.

One minute later, all Zhao Wu could do was groan and moan in pain.

Two minutes later, Zhao Wu was begging Fu Zhi for mercy.

Right after Fu Zhi had sent another kick into his stomach, he wrapped his arms around Fu Zhi's leg and begged, "Li Zhi! Li Zhi! Stop... Please stop... I know I was wrong... Please! Please let me go! I can't bear it anymore! It's too painful!"

"You know you're wrong?" Fu Zhi stopped and looked at him coldly.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's all my fault! I... I'll make amends for my mistake!"

Zhao Wu's face was bruised and swollen, and his entire body was screaming in pain.

He kept his head low so that Fu Zhi could not see the hatred and resentment in his eyes as he pleaded. "It's all my fault! I'm a monster! I shouldn't have beaten my own wife and son! Please give me a chance to redeem myself. I promise you that I'd treat them nicely from now on, and I would not hit them again!

"My son can't live without me, so please spare me. I vow I'll change, turn over a new leaf, and do whatever you want me to do! I will apologize to Zhou Zihuai!"

Fu Zhi clicked her tongue and squinted her eyes. She could not see Zhao Wu's expression, so she did not know if he was bluffing or not.

His body was reeked of booze and smoke, and it was disgusting.