"What a joke, how can this kid pretend so well? Clearly, it was him who broke my arm, and he still has the audacity to ask who was so cruel to do it? And even thinks about treating my injury? Wouldn't that just make it worse!"

"Ah, Young Master Le, no need to be polite with me. Come on, if you're injured, you need treatment. Don't let those quacks in the hospital delay it."

Le Wu Ya tried to dodge, but Ling Zhenfei wouldn't just let him slip away. He immediately moved forward without any politeness, grabbed Le Wu Ya's broken arm, and twisted it.

Crack!

The cast had just set Le Wu Ya's broken arm in place, but with that twist from Le Wu Ya, the bones shifted out of alignment again. The pain made him grimace and squeal like a pig being slaughtered.

All three women in the room deeply despised Le Wu Ya, and seeing Ling Zhenfei deliberately tormenting him like this made them feel extremely vindicated.

"Hehe, sorry, seems like I got the position wrong just now. Young Master Le, want me to set your bone again?"

Seeing how painfully Le Wu Ya writhed, as if he was about to roll on the floor, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but chuckle darkly, just about to reach out again when Le Wu Ya, terrified, started shaking uncontrollably. Ignoring the pain in his injured arm, he quickly knelt down with a thud.

Le Wu Ya trembled with fear, knowing that tonight, Ling Zhenfei would not let him off easily. His expression became extremely despondent as he cried and said, "Brother... Brother Ling, why must you do this? Between us, there really wasn't any major grievance. How about this, you name a price, and I'll pay whatever you ask just to let me go."

"Let you go?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhenfei snorted coldly, "Great Young Master Le, even if I wanted to let you go, do you think the ladies here would agree?"

His words seemed to remind Zhuo Yue.

Zhuo Yue had always despised such scum, and upon hearing this, she immediately glared with wide eyes, stepped forward, and fiercely slapped Le Wu Ya, scolding sharply, "This slap is to teach you a lesson for daring to bully me just now."

"Bang!"

No sooner had she spoken, than she kicked up her leg and fiercely kicked Le Wu Ya's privates, shouting, "This kick is for Sister Lina!"

"Ouch!"

Le Wu Ya had just endured her slap, his face swollen like a pig's head, though still within his tolerance. But that groin kick, delivered with great force, was mercilessly aimed at his vitals.

Instantly, the pain made Le Wu Ya scream out, his hands no longer able to cover his swollen face, instead clutching tightly at his struck groin, his face streaming with snot and tears, as he collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony.

The scene unfolded so suddenly, even Ling Zhenfei hadn't expected the seemingly gentle and delicate Zhuo Yue to have such a fierce and ruthless side, executing the "lineage-ending groin kick" with such ferocity and without any mercy.

Seeing Le Wu Ya lying on the ground, wailing endlessly in a miserable state, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the Le family's lineage might very well end with Le Wu Ya's generation.

"Zhuo Maid, I must say you really don't hold back!" Ling Zhenfei said to Zhuo Yue with an unexpectedly amused smile.

Zhuo Yue glared at Le Wu Ya, scolding sharply, "For such scum, even this is considered light."

Such a kick was enough to make someone lose the ability to have children, yet this maid actually said the punishment was too light. If a heavier punishment was required, could one imagine what fate Le Wu Ya would have met?

Beheading? Stomping? Or perhaps dismemberment by five horses?

Ling Zhenfei listened, his tongue clucking in disbelief, but he shook his head helplessly and walked over to Le Wu Ya, who was curled up and screaming loudly. Crouching in front of him, he asked, "Hey, Young Master Le, how are you feeling now?"

Sweat poured down Le Wu Ya's forehead like rain, and he gnashed his teeth in pain. He tried several times to stand up despite the pain, but the severe pain between his legs made him bend over like a large shrimp.

He had already developed an intense hatred for Ling Zhenfei in his heart, yet he was powerless. Now that even Du Xiao Ma, whom he had hoped to rely on, had been beaten to look like a battered bear, what more could he do himself?

With no other choice, Le Wu Ya gritted his teeth and muttered quietly, "Brother Ling, you've beaten and scolded me enough, I've seen your formidable side, and I assure you I won't dare trouble you again. I beg you to let me go. I'll agree to whatever you want, just please don't hit me anymore. You're almost killing me!"

"Is it not too late to say this now?"

Ling Zhenfei snorted coldly, grabbed his hair, and yanked him up, asking, "Can you now honestly confess how you found this place? And, are you in cahoots with the Chen family? Have you been involved in trafficking women with them?"

"No, not at all!" Although Le Wu Ya was in pain from the beating, he knew that admitting it would likely bring him closer to death.

At this moment, he didn't dare to even glance at Ling Zhenfei, instead vigorously denying, "I do know people from the Chen family, and I found out about this place from them, but I really am not part of their group!"

"Are you still not admitting it even now?"

Seeing his denial, Han Lian immediately stepped forward, scoffed, and pointed at the heartbroken Xie Lina while interrogating him, "If you aren't part of the Chen family, how did Xie Lina end up in the hands of the Chen family?

According to the intelligence I have, using your playboy identity, you lure unsuspecting young girls and then sell them to this human trafficking organization led by the Chen family. Xie Lina is neither the first nor the last one!"

Han Lian's voice was filled with indignation, quite obviously, she loathed such unscrupulous scoundrels like Le Wu Ya.

If it weren't for her police status holding her back, perhaps she might have beaten this bastard up just like Zhuo Yue had done earlier.

"You two really are wronging me, I truly have not been involved in human trafficking. As for Xie Lina... how she ended up with the Chen family was merely an accident, really, it has nothing to do with me!"

Le Wu Ya knew very well that as long as he adamantly denied everything, he would be safe. Once he couldn't bear it and spilled something, even his father or Golden Teeth could not save him.

"Le Wu Ya, it seems you're utterly unwilling to admit it, aren't you?"

Seeing how sly Le Wu Ya was, a hint of anger flashed through Ling Zhenfei's stern eyes. Suddenly, with a "swoosh" sound, he drew a small knife from his chest, squinted his eyes, and slowly traced the knife along Le Wu Ya's cheek, saying, "Great Young Master Le, since you're a ruined man now, why not let me carve a flower on your face as a keepsake?"

The cold blade scraping on his face brought a deep, bone-chilling coldness; Le Wu Ya was now terrified. Although he knew Ling Zhenfei might not dare to actually cut his face, if he angered him enough, it was uncertain whether he might leave a few strokes on his face.

"No, please, Ling Zhenfei, you can't resort to vigilantism, it's illegal!"

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