The slap made Shouye's pale face turn red instantly, and five fingerprints were left clearly.

Sakuye's face was beaten to the side, the tip of his tongue pressed against his cheek, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

He pouted and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Damn it, what a piece of shit!"

Sakuya's scolding was met with another slap.

"Little bastard, aren't you crazy? Try being crazy again and see if I don't beat you to death."

The man who slapped Sakuye twice had his eyes full of pride and arrogance, and the corners of his mouth kept turning up. He kicked Sakuye away, clapped his hands, and looked at him casually.

Circle, seeing the whip in his companion's hand, he pulled the whip over and slapped it, hitting the air with a loud bang.

"Hey, little kid, aren't you crazy? Grandpa will teach you today who is the father and who is the grandson."

Holding the whip full of barbs in his hand, he slowly came to Shuo Ye's side. He saw his hand raised and was about to throw the whip at Shuo Ye.

"Stop it, do you want to die?"

An angry voice came from behind.

The appearance of this voice made all the men present tremble, especially the man who raised the whip in his hand and was about to hit Sakuya. His hands were shaking and he threw the whip away.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a stiff smile. He slowly turned his head and saw the angry eyes of his boss looking directly at him, as if he wanted to eat her.

His body trembled, and he shrank his neck like a quail, completely different from the arrogant look he had before.

"You are really capable. What did I say when I released the people before? I just said to let you have a look and play. Who asked you to beat them? You want to beat them to death so that they can be beaten to death."

When the head of the family came to me for help, and I couldn’t get him, why did he cut off my head?”

Hong He sat in front of the round wooden table and banged the table with his big hand. There were already cracks on the table.

And in front of him was a man who was sitting in a horse stance with a bowl on his head and knees and a look of despair on his face.

As for Sakuye and the others, he had them taken to the backyard to check their injuries.

"Boss, we didn't want to beat them at first, but they are so disrespectful..."

One of the big men had a beard that almost obscured his entire face. He had a bowl on his head and on his knees. He spoke with such a plaintive look on his face, and his tone was full of grievances.

It’s true that the boss is just a few captured prisoners, isn’t he?

As for being so nervous, they will die if they die. As for asking them to seal all their spiritual energy and make them stand here, you can just say "walk", but they still have all the wounds on their heads and knees.

Holding the bowl.

There is water in the bowl, and the water is also filled with gravity. Once this gravity is applied, a drop of water will weigh a thousand kilograms.

If they were to stand here for two hours, their legs would probably become useless, and their necks would be shortened by the pressure.

"How dare you talk back!"

Hong He was originally very angry, fearing that those people would die and his head would be cut off by the head of the family, but at this moment someone stood up to refute his words. For a moment, he felt anger welling up, and he raised his hand and touched the person next to him.

He picked up a bowl and threw it towards the man who was speaking.

It hit the man directly on the head. The thing on his head also fell off that night. He staggered back and fell to the ground with a thud.

As the saying goes, "If you are unlucky, your teeth will be blocked even if you drink cold water." This was the case for the big man in front of him. He fell down, but by chance, his hand directly pressed on the scattered fragments of the broken bowl, and the fragments were inserted fiercely.

In his palm, blood instantly poured out.
Chapter completed!