Mr. Ling could feel a tall figure approaching him step by step.
He shrank into the corner more and more nervously, and couldn't help trembling all over.
"You... don't come over. Let's talk about it..."
"Ten million, I'll give you ten million, please let me go..."
However, the black shadow remained unmoved.
"Fifty million... fifty million..." Mr. Ling cried out.
However, no one replied to him.
The black shadow had already walked up to him and gave him a good beating.
Moreover, this person's strength was even more powerful than yesterday's.
His body seemed to be falling apart.
After the person hit him for a while.
It was as if he had finally had enough.
His every punch hit his pain spot, but it was not the kind that would kill him.
He seemed to be venting his anger.
Mr. Ling almost screamed like a pig. He shouted and begged for mercy for the same time.
"Brother, please, please!"
In the end, the people behind stopped Mr. Gu.
"If we keep fighting, he will die."
Mr. Gu finally stopped.
He looked disdainfully at Mr. Ling, who was curled up in the corner with a face full of snot and tears.
He even peed in his pants.
The air was filled with the smell of urine and blood.
Gu Linbei walked back angrily and sat down on the chair.
The tall and slender figure was full of oppressive pressure.
The sharp eyes that shot out from the sinister peach blossom eyes seemed to want to dig out the people in the corner again and again.
Although Mr. Ling was blindfolded, he could still feel the bone-chilling coldness in his eyes.
He shivered all over.
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