Teaching Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Tang San a Lesson!

A flash of anger crossed Ning Rongrong's eyes.

She lunged forward abruptly and said coldly, "I am the Young Mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, yet you two dare to harass me!"

Ma Hongjun's face turned pale in an instant, cold sweat seeping from his forehead as he stammered, "I... I made a mistake."

"A mistake, and that's it?"

Ning Rongrong sneered, her tone carrying undisguised fury, "You think a simple apology is enough to let this slide?"

"Since your mouth is so filthy, then slap yourself!"

Ma Hongjun stood frozen in place, his entire body trembling.

Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun and shouted, "Did you hear her?"

As he spoke, Dai Mubai gestured for Ma Hongjun to slap himself a few times.

"Boss Dai, I'm afraid of the pain..."

Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai with a flushed face, his whole body shaking.

They had agreed to go together.

Yet now that he had stepped up, not only did Dai Mubai refuse to join in, but he had sold him out in the blink of an eye?

"Fatty, hurry up and hit yourself."

Dai Mubai urged.

If the other party wasn't satisfied, he might very well take his anger out on him.

He certainly didn't want to be subjected to electric shocks.

The ever-arrogant Dai Mubai had now revealed his own cowardice.

"Fine, fine, fine!"

"I'll hit, I'll hit, is that enough?"

Ma Hongjun feigned a look of grievance, conveniently forgetting that it was his own foul mouth that had started this.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

One crisp slap after another rang out. Ma Hongjun, full of resentment, raised his left hand and struck his own greasy face hard.

By now, the entire street was filled with the sound of loud slaps.

Some passersby were stunned to see this scene.

"That fatty is actually hitting himself."

"Is he an idiot?"

Many people who saw this began to laugh.

At this moment, Dai Mubai, surrounded by onlookers, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, his heart filled with rage.

But facing the formidable Zhou Tong, he dared not resist, instead looking at Ning Rongrong with a fawning expression.

"The fatty has already slapped himself over a hundred times. Big Brother, can you show some leniency..."

"Hmm?"

"Leniency?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at Dai Mubai indifferently and said coldly, "Since you care about him so much, then slap yourself too."

"You also wanted to harass us just now."

"Huh?"

Dai Mubai's eyes widened, his body trembling slightly as uncontrollable fury surged within him.

But his reason warned him that with Flender and Zhao Wuji absent, the two of them were no match for this man who could control lightning.

Seeing Zhou Tong's icy gaze, Dai Mubai's face darkened.

"Fine, fine, I'll slap!"

As Zhou Tong cast a glance his way, Dai Mubai didn't hesitate in the slightest.

He immediately began to slap himself frantically, "Smack, smack, smack."

Just then, a thin figure appeared in the distance.

Seeing the two of them slapping themselves, he quickly approached the crowd.

Zhou Tong looked closely and realized it was Tang Biesan.

Tang San also spotted Zhou Tong and quickly grasped the situation.

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red with hatred.

"Zhou Tong, what have you done to them?"

"You dare to bully my classmates? You have already invited your own death."

Tang San returned to his old ways, wanting to kill the moment he saw someone.

However, Zhou Tong sneered.

"Tang Biesan, you start by labeling people and then want to kill them; you truly are a murderous demon."

"Your classmate harassed my friends, and making them slap themselves was already me being magnanimous."

"Since you insist on picking a fight, I'll just deal with you along with them."

"Tang Biesan, you're out here acting so arrogant despite your mediocre strength—you are the one who has truly brought the path of death upon yourself!"

"Ah~"

Hearing himself being humiliated like this, Tang San roared in fury.

"Ah your sister, all you can do is 'ah'!"

"You like causing trouble and killing people? I'll let you see the consequences of provoking the wrong person."

Seeing this, Zhou Tong slapped him, spinning Tang San like a top on the spot.

At this moment, seeing reinforcements had arrived, Dai Mubai felt his backbone stiffen.

"Your Excellency, we have already admitted our mistake. Isn't it a bit bullying to keep this up?"

"Our Dean, Flender, is a Soul Saint. If he sees us in trouble, he will definitely..."

Watching Tang San being brutally beaten, Dai Mubai could no longer hold back.

With three of them against Zhou Tong, they might still have a chance to fight.

Furthermore, he brought up their backer, Flender, hoping Zhou Tong would be intimidated and let them go.

"It seems you haven't been slapped enough."

"You dare to talk back."

Hearing Dai Mubai bring up Dean Flender, a cold glint flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes.

"Smack!"

A crisp slapping sound rang out, and Dai Mubai's figure began to spin on the spot just like a top.

"I gave you face, and you threw it away."

Zhou Tong looked coldly at Tang San and Dai Mubai, then glanced at Ma Hongjun.

"I'll spin, I'll spin too."

By now, Ma Hongjun had already slapped himself into a pig's head; seeing Zhou Tong look at him, he was so scared that he started spinning on his own initiative.

"And you, Tang Biesan, Dai Mubai, keep slapping!"

"Do you need me to do it for you?"

Zhou Tong said coldly.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

The two of them began to slap themselves reluctantly.

After watching the three of them perform their self-slapping routine for a while, the corners of Ye Lingling, Ning Rongrong, and Dugu Yan's mouths curled up.

"Three treasures, how is it? Has your anger subsided?"

Zhou Tong looked at the three of them and asked proactively.

From Ning Rongrong demanding Ma Hongjun slap himself to Zhou Tong turning the three of them into spinning tops, he had truly played them in a variety of ways.

Zhou Tong was simply too good at this.

"Hahaha, Zhou Tong, well done."

Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling were all amused by Zhou Tong's tactics.

"As long as you feel better, that's all that matters."

Zhou Tong smiled.

"Let's go, let's continue shopping."

As for Tang San and the others, there would be plenty of time for that later.

Zhou Tong had plenty of ways to deal with them.

"Sounds good, sounds good."

The three young girls hadn't had their fill of fun yet and didn't want to tangle with these three clowns any longer.

"Crackle!"

Just as Zhou Tong was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something.

The next moment, he released three wisps of lightning in succession.

Although these three wisps of lightning were thin, they carried a heart-palpitating aura, striking toward Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun at lightning speed.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Three shrill, miserable wails rang out in an instant.

The area beneath the three of them had been blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the thunder.

The sheer agony caused all three to pass out on the ground immediately.

On this day, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun had all been turned into eunuchs.

Zhou Tong sneered, "That's for your foul mouths!"

Zhou Tong cast a cold glance at the three of them before walking away with the three young beauties in his arms.

Not long after, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu rushed over, only to witness this miserable scene.

Seeing the three of them swollen like pig heads with a pool of blood beneath them, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were frightened out of their wits.

"Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, are you alright?"