"Ah... oh... um..."
This was the sound from Uro Iji on the other side, his voice rising and falling, full of the melody of East Asian music. So Lin Mu decided to let him continue to howl, and conveniently listen to Iji's fusion of East Asian classical and pop singing styles. Hmm, not a bad taste!
For a moment, the two men were rolling on the ground, hitting their heads hard, bleeding profusely. But Lin Mu immediately sealed their acupoints, so now they couldn't even move, only able to roll slightly on the ground. Suicide was impossible; this was truly the state of wanting to live but unable to, wanting to die but forbidden.
"Kill me, kill me," Uro Iji screamed while rolling. This feeling indeed left them ********. If they were given a swift death with a single cut, they would probably kneel down in gratitude.
