A flicker of anger passed through Ning Rongrong's eyes.
She suddenly stepped forward and said coldly, "I'm the young mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How dare you two molest me!"
Ma Hongjun's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Stammering, he said, "I... I didn't recognize you."
"So you didn't recognize me. And that's it?"
Ning Rongrong let out a cold laugh, her voice brimming with undisguised fury. "You think one little apology is enough to make this go away?"
"Since you've got such a filthy mouth, slap yourself!"
Ma Hongjun stood rooted to the spot, trembling all over.
Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun and raised his voice. "You heard her!"
As he spoke, Dai Mubai motioned for Ma Hongjun to slap himself a few times.
"Boss Dai, I'm afraid it'll hurt..."
Ma Hongjun's face flushed red as he stared at Dai Mubai, trembling from head to toe.
They'd agreed to go at them together.
But when the time came, he'd gone in alone, while Dai Mubai hadn't joined him—and now he'd thrown him under the carriage?
"Fatty, hurry up and do it,"
Dai Mubai urged.
If the other side wasn't satisfied, they might take their anger out on him too.
He didn't want to suffer an electric shock punishment.
Dai Mubai, who had always been so arrogant, was now showing his cowardice.
"Fine, fine, fine!"
"I'll do it. I'll do it, all right?"
Ma Hongjun put on a pitiful act, already forgetting that he'd been the one spewing filth just moments ago.
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
One crisp slap after another rang out. Seething with indignation, Ma Hongjun raised his left hand and viciously slapped his own greasy face.
The sound of slaps filled the entire street.
Some passersby were stunned when they saw the scene.
"That fat guy's slapping himself!"
"What an idiot."
Many people burst out laughing at the sight.
Dai Mubai, surrounded by onlookers, had a face black as the bottom of a pot, his heart filled with fury.
But faced with Zhou Tong's overwhelming strength, he didn't dare resist. Instead, he looked at Ning Rongrong with an ingratiating smile.
"Fatty's already slapped himself over a hundred times. Could you make an exception, big brother...?"
"Hmm?"
"An exception?"
Ning Rongrong glanced at Dai Mubai and said coldly, "Since you care about him so much, you can slap yourself too."
"You wanted to molest us just now as well."
"What?"
Dai Mubai's eyes widened, his body trembling slightly as an uncontrollable fury surged through him.
But reason warned him that with Flender and Zhao Wuji away, the two of them couldn't beat this man who controlled lightning.
At the sight of Zhou Tong's icy gaze, Dai Mubai's face darkened.
"Fine, fine, fine. I'll slap myself!"
At a glance from Zhou Tong, Dai Mubai didn't hesitate for a moment.
He immediately began slapping himself wildly, going "smack, smack, smack!"
Just then, a thin figure appeared in the distance.
Seeing the two of them slapping themselves, he hurried over to the crowd.
Zhou Tong took a closer look. It was Tang Biesan.
Tang San spotted Zhou Tong too and quickly realized what was going on.
When enemies met, their eyes burned with hatred.
"Zhou Tong, what did you do to them?"
"How dare you bully my classmates? You've earned your death!"
Tang San was back to his old tricks, wanting to kill someone as soon as he met them.
But Zhou Tong only sneered.
"Tang Biesan, you slap a label on people the moment you meet them, then start threatening to kill them. You really are a murderous fiend."
"Your classmates harassed my friends. Making them slap themselves is already me showing great mercy."
"Since you insist on picking a fight, I'll deal with you too."
"Tang Biesan, you've got no strength to speak of, yet you strut around like that. You're the one who's earned your death!"
"Ahhh!"
Hearing himself insulted like that, Tang San roared in fury.
"Ah, your sister! All you can do is scream!"
"You love causing trouble and killing people? Then I'll show you what happens when you provoke me."
With that, Zhou Tong slapped him across the face, sending Tang San spinning like a top.
Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, Dai Mubai felt his backbone stiffen.
"Sir, we've all admitted we were wrong. Do you still have to go this far? Isn't that a bit like throwing your weight around?"
"Our dean, Flender, is a Soul Saint. If he sees what's happened to us, he'll definitely..."
Watching Tang San get beaten, Dai Mubai could no longer hold back.
The three of them might be able to put up a fight against Zhou Tong.
Besides, he'd brought up Flender, hoping Zhou Tong would think twice and let them go.
"Looks like you haven't had enough slaps."
"Getting cheeky, are you?"
When he heard Dai Mubai invoke Dean Flender, a cold gleam flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes.
"Smack!"
A crisp slap rang out, and Dai Mubai began spinning in place like a top.
"I was too nice to you."
Zhou Tong gave Tang San and Dai Mubai a cold look, then glanced at Ma Hongjun.
"I'll spin too! I'll spin too!"
Ma Hongjun had already slapped himself into a pig's head. The moment Zhou Tong looked his way, he was so scared that he started spinning around on his own.
"And you, Tang Biesan and Dai Mubai—keep slapping!"
"Do I have to do it for you?"
Zhou Tong said coldly.
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
The two reluctantly began slapping themselves.
After watching the three of them put on their self-slapping show for a while, Ye Lingling, Ning Rongrong, and Dugu Yan all broke into smiles.
"So, my three darlings, feeling better now?"
Zhou Tong turned to them and asked.
From Ning Rongrong ordering Ma Hongjun to slap himself to Zhou Tong making all three spin like tops, they'd turned the whole thing into quite a spectacle.
Zhou Tong really knew how to have fun.
"Hahaha, Zhou Tong, nicely done!"
Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling were all amused by Zhou Tong's antics.
"As long as you've all gotten it out of your systems,"
Zhou Tong said with a smile.
"Let's go and keep shopping."
As for Tang San and the others, there'd be plenty of time to deal with them later.
Zhou Tong had plenty of ways to handle them.
"Sure, sure!"
The three girls hadn't had their fill of fun, but they didn't want to keep dealing with those three clowns.
"Crackle!"
Just as Zhou Tong was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something.
The next moment, he released three bolts of lightning in quick succession.
Though tiny, the bolts carried a terrifying aura and shot toward Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun at incredible speed.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Three agonized screams rang out at once.
The area beneath each of them was blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the lightning.
The pain was so intense that all three immediately passed out on the ground.
That day, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun were all castrated.
Zhou Tong gave a cold laugh. "That'll teach you to run your filthy mouths!"
He gave the three of them an indifferent glance, then left with an arm around each of his three beauties.
Not long afterward, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu hurried over and saw the miserable scene.
Seeing the three of them with swollen, pig-like faces and pools of blood beneath them, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing turned deathly pale with fright.
"Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, are you all right?"
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