Chapter 908: A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You (8)
Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_
Sensing He Jichen's gaze, Yang Li instinctively hid his hand behind him. "Mr. He, I don't quite understand what you mean."
As Yang Li's movements came into He Jichen's view, the expression on his face didn't change in the slightest.
He Jichen's silence made Yang Li feel even more pressured. The calm expression he held from the beginning gradually disappeared with time, and he started to become a little uneasy. To break the tension, he cleared his throat and took the initiative to say, "Mr. He..."
"Looks like you still haven't made a decision..." He Jichen nonchalantly interrupted Yang Li. "...Since you still haven't made a decision and I'm not willing to waste my time here, let me decide!"
As He Jichen's voice fell, Yang Li didn't have any time to react at all or comprehend what He Jichen said. He Jichen gently flicked the cigarette from his fingers, leaving the cigarette butt to fall right onto the back of Yang Li's right hand.
As the piercing heat quickly spread throughout Yang Li's entire body, he instinctively let out a pained cry. He lowered his head and wanted to look at the back of his hand, but before his gaze landed on his own hand, He Jichen had already covered his wrist. Then he sensed what was happening to his body. A huge pain spread from his wrist, and thereafter, the crack of a bone dislocating was heard.
The pain sent Yang Li shrieking and his legs instinctively slumped.
He Jichen seemed to have known he would have this kind of reaction, so the moment he swung his wrist away, he sat down on the floor with his legs crossed.
After a while, Yang Li came to his senses from the pain. He moved his wrist slightly, sending another tremendous wave of pain throughout his whole body.
He figured it was probably dislocated...
Yang Li didn't dare move around, so all he could do was keep his arm still. After he forcefully endured the pain, he didn't raise his head with the same good temper and he looked over at He Jichen. "He Jichen, aren't you taking this a little too far?! Do you know I could sue you for assault?"
"Too far?" Before making a move, He Jichen acted like a noble prince, but after hurting Yang Li's hand, the anger in his heart poured out from his entire body. He scoffed like he heard a hilarious joke then raised his head and kicked Yang Li. "Let me tell you this - I can take it even further!
With that said, He Jichen picked up the floor lamp beside him and smashed it into Yang Li's body, regardless whether it was right or wrong.
Yang Li's painful shrieks and the sound of the floor lamp breaking hadn't stopped when He Jichen, standing next to Yang Li, bent down and grabbed him by the collar. He kicked him violently in the stomach. "Aren't you going to sue me for assault? Looks like I have to hit harder for you to be able to sue for the maximum injury inflicted!"
Before Yang Li's hand was dislocated, he might've been a match for He Jichen, but now with his hand dislocated and He Jichen's crazy punching and kicking, he had no strength to fight back.
At the very start, he could still grit his teeth and yell at He Jichen, but in the end, he lost his courage and he couldn't even bother caring about his own dignity anymore. He wept and begged He Jichen to let him go.
Even so, He Jichen didn't show any intention of stopping no matter how Yang Li begged.