Give Me a Live Broadcast

Chapter 786: Give Me a Live Broadcast

When the door opened, his former superior's face appeared behind it. But before the man could speak, the captain reached out, grabbed his tongue, and violently ripped it out.

Stepping over the man's wormlike, twisted body, he saw that his home had been turned upside down. The ashes of his wife and son-in-law had been knocked to the floor, and the keepsakes stored inside had been taken out, ready to be pawned.

Just as the employee handling the pawn transaction stood up, someone crushed his throat with brutal force, leaving him lying to one side, able only to wheeze.

Another raised his hands to surrender, but the expressionless captain walked up, snapped both his hands, then gouged out his eyes.

The people in the room had only just come out after hearing the commotion when the captain kicked one of them in the chest.

The soles of a pilot's boots were lined with lead plates. That kick snapped seven of the man's ribs and drove his chest violently inward.

After gathering the keepsakes, the old captain took his hidden savings from beneath his pillow. On his way out, he did not forget to kick his former superior again, completely crippling the man's arm.

Under the man's despairing gaze, the old captain picked up his phone and made a call. "That's right, I need an ambulance. The address is here."

Handing the phone back to his former superior, who could no longer speak, the old captain said with a smile, "Happy New Year."

After shutting the door, he lowered his cap and said to his daughter, "Let's go."

Not long after leaving the apartment, he saw that his subordinates had already gathered.

They had all brought their families, and every one of them had