"I..."
Wu Baokang struggled to get up, his whole body aching fiercely, twisted in pain.
His once-proud combat power was nothing in the eyes of the opponent. Damn, what should he do? It felt terrible. He said resentfully, "I'm done making trouble, get me some medical staff, and I want to eat something, give me some meat!"
"You've gone mad, listen carefully, I'm going to rest now, but I'll instruct the duty staff to report to me immediately if you make any noise. If my sleep is disturbed, I'll definitely take it out on you, and then I'll break your legs and hang you upside down! Don't even think about escaping, you won't make it out of Qingfeng Xiaozhu alive!"
Zhang Su's voice was calm as he uttered these harsh words, but the effect was extraordinary. Not only did Wu Baokang frown and close his mouth, but even Zhao Dezhu, standing beside him, felt a chill in his heart.
Breaking legs, then hanging upside down, how painful would that be...
