"Let them go? Sure, beg me." Wen Shengbao shouted menacingly.
"Boss, don't beg him, it's not worth it. We were blind to call this kind of person our brother for half a year." Hou Jingtian shouted.
By now, Su Yongzhen's team was completely at a disadvantage; many were already beaten to the ground.
Now seeing Su Yongzhen captured, they stopped fighting. Most of the people present had experienced the previous events and understood the grudges between Wen Shengbao and Su Yongzhen.
Seeing Su Yongzhen's self-sacrifice, they were all moved, and fueled by passion, swore to rescue Su Yongzhen.
"You want me to beg you?" Su Yongzhen suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered coldly, eyes full of disdain.
"That's right, as long as you kneel and beg, I can let them go." Wen Shengbao said, looking upward.
He felt as though he was a deity at that moment, controlling many lives. This feeling was intoxicating.
