Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Zhao Chengkai stood at the door of the billiard club, his face turning pale and blue. He took out his cell phone in anger and quickly dialed his sister Zhao Lanshan.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Chengkai cried out in a sobbing voice: "Sister, someone is bullying me, you have to help me!"

Zhao Lanshan's slightly lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, mixed with a hint of sarcasm: "Oh, this is the first time I hear that someone bullies you. Isn't it always you who bullies others outside?"

"What's the matter? Did you run into a tough guy today?"

Zhao Chengkai was so angry that he stamped his feet and shouted back, "Sister, please stop making fun of me."

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"Today I ran into a martial artist who beat up all my bodyguards. If you don't help me, I won't be able to swallow this anger!"

Zhao Lanshan was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "I think you have rarely been beaten. You usually show off and cause trouble outside, and you don't know how to restrain yourself."

"Did you know that today is our dad's birthday?"

"You're still hanging around outside and not accompanying the old man home for dinner. You deserve to be beaten." After saying that, Zhao Lanshan hung up the phone mercilessly.

"Fuck! What sister is this?"

Zhao Chengkai was so angry that he cursed and threw his phone to the ground. The Samsung flip phone was smashed to pieces in an instant, but this did not reduce his anger at all.

It took a long time for Zhao Chengkai to calm down. He gritted his teeth and took out a spare cell phone from his pocket.

Zhao Chengkai flipped through the address book and soon found the numbers of several people who usually ate, drank, had fun with him and were his friends.

"Hello, Qiangzi, I'm Chengkai."

"Today I was bullied at the Baiwei Table Tennis Club. Hurry up and call your brothers over, bring more people, and let's teach that guy a lesson!" Zhao Chengkai said viciously.

Qiangzi on the other end of the phone agreed immediately: "Brother Kai, don't worry, we will be there soon! If anyone dares to touch you, that would be courting death!"

Zhao Chengkai made several more phone calls, each of which exaggerated the incident. The people on the other end of the phone were filled with indignation and expressed their willingness to come to support immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Chengkai stood at the door of the billiard club, his arms folded across his chest, with a hideous sneer on his face.

"Hmph, kid, just wait for me, or you'll be in trouble!"

Zhao Chengkai paced back and forth while thinking, and from time to time he looked into the billiard club through the glass door. He seemed to have seen the scene of Lin Lang being beaten by his men and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

At this time, the invisible clone Lin Lang watched all this quietly, taking in every move of Zhao Chengkai.

The invisible clone Lin Lang, like an invisible ghost, followed Zhao Chengkai silently, his eyes fixed on him, looking for the right opportunity.

Just as Zhao Chengkai was still immersed in the fantasy of revenge on Lin Lang and pacing back and forth triumphantly, the invisible clone Lin Lang suddenly moved. He stretched out his illusory legs and tripped Zhao Chengkai's feet.

Zhao Chengkai was caught off guard. He felt as if his feet were being pulled hard by an unknown force. He instantly lost his balance and fell forward.

With a "bang", Zhao Chengkai fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound. He lay on the ground in an extremely embarrassing posture, like a flattened toad.

Because he subconsciously used his hands to support himself on the ground when he fell, Zhao Chengkai's right hand rubbed directly on the rough bread tiles, instantly breaking a piece of skin, and blood slowly seeped out.

"Oh shit!"

Zhao Chengkai was so angry that his face turned red. He suddenly got up from the ground, shaking his injured right hand in frustration and cursing.

"I'm so damn unlucky today. I even tripped over myself when I was walking. I'm so damn pissed off!"

At this time, the bodyguards following Zhao Chengkai saw this and hurriedly surrounded him.

Two bruised bodyguards, one on each side, quickly reached out to support Zhao Chengkai, saying comforting words: "Brother Kai, are you okay?"

However, as soon as they finished speaking, tragedy struck again.

I saw the invisible clone standing aside, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He used his mental superpowers to secretly destroy the signboard of the Baiwei Billiard Club.

The huge neon sign was not installed firmly to begin with. Under the influence of this mysterious force, the screws that fixed it began to loosen, and the metal bracket also made a terrible "creaking" sound.

Before Zhao Chengkai and others could react, the neon sign of Baiwei Billiard Club fell down with a loud bang.

"Brother Kai, be careful!" a bodyguard shouted in horror.

But it was too late, the falling neon sign hit Zhao Chengkai straight down.

The two bodyguards subconsciously wanted to protect Zhao Chengkai. Without any hesitation, they instinctively wanted to drag Zhao Chengkai away from the danger area.

Unfortunately, there was no time at all. The huge impact force caused Zhao Chengkai and his two bodyguards to be instantly crushed under the falling neon sign. The sound of broken bones could be clearly heard.

Even though two bodyguards shared some of the force and damage, Zhao Chengkai still couldn't escape the disaster.

The heavy neon sign hit Zhao Chengkai's leg hard, and with a "crack" sound, his leg bone was broken on the spot.

At the same time, a sharp steel pipe in the neon sign, like a sharp dagger, pierced straight into the inner thigh of Zhao Chengkai's right leg and went straight through.

"what!"

Zhao Chengkai let out a heart-wrenching scream and instantly collapsed to the ground. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and his face was as pale as paper.

Zhao Chengkai hugged his injured thigh tightly with both hands. He was crushed under the falling neon sign and screamed and cursed: "Fuck, it hurts so much!"

"Damn it, this really hurts me to death!"

"Why am I so unlucky today? The sign fell and hit me. I'm so pissed!"

"This is really f*cking pissing me off to death!"

Zhao Chengkai's voice echoed in the streets, full of pain and despair, making people shudder.

Passersby around cast horrified glances, but no one dared to step forward to help. They could only watch this sudden disaster from afar.

The bodyguards who had been beaten black and blue by Lin Lang before felt nervous when they saw Zhao Chengkai being hit. They ignored their own injuries and rushed forward to check on Zhao Chengkai's injuries.

"Brother Kai, Brother Kai, are you okay?"

The bodyguards' voices were filled with anxiety and fear.

Looking at Zhao Chengkai, who was pinned down by a neon sign, with a steel pipe stuck in his leg and blood gushing out, the bodyguards' faces were filled with panic.

The leading bodyguard gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and shouted, "Brothers, hurry up and lift the sign!"

After saying that, several bodyguards bent down, grabbed the edge of the sign with both hands, and lifted it up with all their strength.

But as soon as they exerted force, Zhao Chengkai let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Fuck, are you blind?"

"Don't you see this iron pipe stuck in my leg? Are you trying to hurt me to death by lifting me like this?"

Zhao Chengkai's eyes were bloodshot due to the severe pain, the muscles on his face were twisted and squeezed together, and sweat and tears were sliding down.

The other two injured bodyguards were quickly dragged out from under the neon lights. Both of them were lying on the ground, curled up on their sides, screaming in pain.

Although their injuries were not fatal, they at least caused multiple fractures throughout the body.

Zhao Chengkai was in so much pain that he was dizzy and roared helplessly, "Ah...you useless people, you are killing me with pain!"

The bodyguards were so scared that they immediately let go, and the sign fell back heavily. Zhao Chengkai screamed in pain again.

"Oh fuck, this hurts so much!"

The bodyguards looked at each other, at a loss, and stammered, "Brother Kai, this...what should we do?"

Zhao Chengkai fell to the ground in excruciating pain, and cursed with a ferocious expression: "Do I need to teach you this?"

"Call 119 immediately and ask the firefighters to bring demolition tools to saw off this iron pipe for me and send me to the hospital!"

"You useless people, call 120 for an ambulance!"

"From Male Gobi!"

"My thigh has been bleeding. Please help me to stop the bleeding by pressing the wound pierced by the iron pipe. Otherwise, I will die of excessive blood loss before the ambulance arrives. Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Zhao Chengkai's chest was heaving violently, and every breath he took seemed to be in great pain, so much so that his back teeth were almost broken by the pain.

The bodyguards woke up as if from a dream and frantically took out their cell phones.

Some bodyguards pressed the 120 emergency number with trembling fingers and said incoherently to the other end of the phone: "Hello, is this 120?"

"Hurry up, someone is injured here, seriously, his leg was pierced by a steel pipe, and he is also being pressed by a heavy object..."

Some bodyguards were dialing 119, and the voices hurriedly shouted: "Fire department?"

"Someone was hit by a falling neon sign, and there is a steel pipe stuck in his leg. We need you to bring demolition tools to rescue him. The address is at the Baiwei Billiard Club, No. 738 Dingxi Road, Changning District..."

Some bodyguards hurriedly took off their shirts, tied them around Zhao Chengkai's legs to stop the bleeding, and pressed their hands on his wounds to stop the bleeding. Zhao Chengkai twisted his upper body in pain and cursed continuously. His painful appearance was unbearable to watch.

For a moment, the accident scene became a mess.

The bodyguards ran back and forth, talking on the phone non-stop, and occasionally looked at Zhao Chengkai who was knocked to the ground, their faces full of worry and tension.

More and more people gathered around, everyone was whispering and talking, but no one dared to step forward to help. They just watched the chaos and tragedy from afar.

The invisible clone Lin Lang, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but reveal a ruthless sneer on his face when he saw this. After completing the revenge mission, the clone was recalled and disappeared from the scene like a ghost.

Originally, the billiard club was immersed in noise and bustle, with the crisp sound of billiard balls hitting each other and people's laughter intertwined.

However, the accidental fall of the neon sign injured Zhao Chengkai, and his desperate screams instantly penetrated the noise and broke the originally harmonious atmosphere in the club.

Pan Xiaoting, who was kissing Lin Lang sweetly in the VIP billiard room on the third floor, was startled by Zhao Chengkai's pig-slaughtering screams and stopped her affectionate embrace with Lin Lang.

"Brother Lang, listen, something seems to have happened at the entrance of the billiard club."

Lin Lang pretended to be dumbfounded and replied: "I think I heard it too. There's something wrong going on downstairs outside the billiard club. Let's go and see what's going on."

Lin Lang took Pan Xiaoting's hand and quickly walked to the window of the VIP single billiard room on the third floor.

Pan Xiaoting opened the window, stuck her head out and looked down at the source of the scream.

"Oh..."

When Pan Xiaoting saw the tragic scene downstairs, her eyes widened instantly and her face was filled with fear and disbelief.

Zhao Chengkai was seen lying on the ground in pain, his legs twisted and crushed under the fallen neon sign. He was screaming in agony, and blood was staining the ground around him red.

"Oh my God!"

"Brother Lang, look! It turned out to be that annoying guy named Zhao who was accidentally hit by the falling neon sign!"

There was obvious shock in Pan Xiaoting's voice.

A barely perceptible smirk flashed across Lin Lang's face. He pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, it really is Mr. Zhao from Taicheng Group, who was accidentally injured by the billiard club's signboard!"

"Hehe, I don't know if this counts as God's will for those who are cheap."