Otherwise, you can only be carried out horizontally!
Upon hearing this, Huang Xinyu was slightly stunned and then flew into a rage, slapping the tea table as he stood up and said,
"Kid, you've got guts! How dare you speak to me like this; it seems you don't know how to write the word 'death'?"
After speaking, Huang Xinyu revealed a sinister expression, leisurely sat back on the sofa, and waved at his bodyguard with a sneer, "Bring the person here, let this young man see for himself what happens to those who offend the lord of the county."
Upon hearing the command, a bodyguard turned and walked into the storage room of the private room, soon returning while carrying a person.
Yes, carrying!
This person was covered in blood, clearly having endured inhuman torture. His body was full of wounds; flesh and blood mangled.
Blood continuously gushed from his mouth, his face battered and swollen like a bloody bun, looking exceptionally horrifying!
