Qiao Zihao didn't get angry, but instead laughed: "You're being rude to me? Hahaha, did I hear that right? You, you don't look like you've had anything to drink, how can you be so muddled?"
"You don't believe me?" Liu Yifeng sneered back, his eyes sharp and a little intimidating.
But Qiao Zihao didn't believe it. In broad daylight, what could Liu Yifeng do to him? He looked at him fearlessly: "Yes, I don't believe you. What can you do to me?
Boy, Xu Muqing is my woman. Although we're divorced, we lived together for several years, and now we're getting back together.
If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, get lost now. If I see you bothering my wife again, I'll break your legs and make sure you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, unable to go anywhere."
Liu Yifeng found it amusing that the person threatening him was now on the defensive.
He didn't waste any more words. He stood up, walked over to him, and an oppressive aura instantly filled the air. Qiao Zihao felt a chill down his spine.
While forcing himself to appear calm, Liu Yifeng leaned in, stared directly into his eyes, and smiled chillingly: "Is that so? Let's try it and see whose legs break first."
"You... you... don't do anything rash. If you dare to lay a hand on me, I'll call the police and make sure you pay dearly." Qiao Zihao pointed at Liu Yifeng, looking very nervous.
Seeing him so scared before he had even made a move, Liu Yifeng knew this guy was likely a bully who only preyed on the weak. This made dealing with him much easier.
So, he grabbed Qiao Zihao's wrist and applied a little force: "I'm not afraid of anything. If you dare to call the police, feel free, but I can't guarantee what you'll go through before you even dial."
As he spoke, the pressure on his hand increased.
The pain made him cry out: "Ah... ah... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Let go quickly."
Liu Yifeng remained unmoved: "It's very simple to get me to let go. Just promise me you'll stop harassing Xu Muqing and her daughter, and I'll release you."
Unexpectedly, Qiao Zihao's bones suddenly became tougher: "Why should I promise you? Yaoyao is my biological daughter, and Xu Muqing was my legal wife. You have no right to interfere with me seeing them."
But as he spoke, Liu Yifeng's grip tightened, and he trembled with pain.
"Your mouth is quite stubborn. I want to see if your bones are as hard as your words," Liu Yifeng knew that reasoning with a scoundrel like Qiao Zihao was pointless. The best approach was to instill fear in him so deeply that he would want to escape far away, thus deterring him from bothering them. So, he tightened his grip further.
Qiao Zihao struggled to break free, but his strength was like a child's play to Liu Yifeng, completely insignificant.
Xu Muqing, watching from the side, had no intention of interceding for Qiao Zihao. Instead, she sat quietly on the sofa, observing the confrontation.
Since Liu Yifeng had agreed to help her, she shouldn't be soft-hearted and plead for Qiao Zihao now. Otherwise, she would be letting down Liu Yifeng's good intentions.
"Let go of me, you bastard! If you don't let go, I'm calling the police!" Qiao Zihao refused to admit defeat in front of Liu Yifeng.
"I'll ask you one last time. Can you promise not to harass Xu Muqing and her daughter anymore?" Liu Yifeng asked in a deep voice.
Qiao Zihao looked at Liu Yifeng angrily: "Why the hell should I promise you? Who do you think you are? Do you want to be my daughter's stepfather?
Pah! Look in the mirror, you slob, and see what you're made of. Are you worthy of my wife?" Every time Qiao Zihao mentioned "my wife," Xu Muqing felt like she wanted to sew his mouth shut with a needle.
Liu Yifeng was also a man of temper. Setting aside the fact that he had no such intentions towards Xu Muqing, even if he did, he didn't believe he wasn't worthy of her.
Seeing that the man was now unresponsive to both threats and reason, he immediately extended his other hand, grabbed his arm, and pulled hard. Qiao Zihao let out a piercing shriek: "Ah..."
Even Xu Muqing flinched, not understanding what had happened to him.
"My arm is useless! What did you do to my arm?" Qiao Zihao's arm was now fixed in one position, and any slight movement sent him into excruciating pain.
He had been fine just moments ago, and with Liu Yifeng applying just a little force, his arm was now immobile.
Liu Yifeng's expression was relaxed. He spread his hands and shrugged: "Nothing much, I just accidentally used too much force and dislocated your arm!"
"You..." Qiao Zihao looked at Liu Yifeng, who showed no intention of apologizing, and was so angry he felt like spitting blood.
Xu Muqing also hadn't expected that with just a slight tug on his arm, Qiao Zihao's arm would be dislocated. She was surprised that he possessed such skill.
"Don't get angry, it's bad for your health.
Due to my oversight, your arm was dislocated. I sincerely apologize for this." Despite his words, Liu Yifeng's expression showed no remorse.
"If apologies were useful, what need would there be for police cars?
I'm calling the police right now, and you'll go to jail!" Qiao Zihao wasn't willing to let Liu Yifeng off the hook for this.
In his view, Xu Muqing's refusal to reconcile with him was very likely due to Liu Yifeng.
If Liu Yifeng could be imprisoned, then their relationship would be impossible, and he would have a chance.
With that, he reached for his phone with his uninjured right hand, intending to call the police.
But what he never expected was that Liu Yifeng not only snatched his phone away but also dislocated his right arm again.
The intense pain caused him to let out another heart-wrenching scream, his face draining of all color.
"Oh dear, my apologies. I accidentally used too much force again and dislocated your right arm as well. Are you alright?" Liu Yifeng asked with feigned concern.
"F*** you..." Before Qiao Zihao could finish his sentence, Liu Yifeng interrupted him again.
"Mr. Qiao, please don't be angry. I should admit my mistakes and make amends." With that, Liu Yifeng revealed another chilling smile.
Ignoring the severe pain in both his arms, Qiao Zihao instinctively recoiled: "What... what do you want?"
"Nothing much. I said I would make amends for my past actions." Liu Yifeng spoke cryptically.
"Kid, you're dead. How dare you treat me like this." Qiao Zihao was still shouting. Since his arms were already broken, he didn't fear anything anymore.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yifeng suddenly grabbed his arm, causing him to yelp in pain.