As they spoke, the two of them rolled up their sleeves, roughly scratched the tip of their noses with their thumbs, and swarmed up to him. Two muscular figures surrounded Ji Ziming and started punching and kicking him.
As he had promised the two that he would not retaliate before they let her go, he allowed the two to ravage him without a word after he was pushed to the ground.
Under the dim light, Ji Ziming gritted his teeth as he endured the excruciating pain in his body. His arms, which were trying to protect his head, were punched and kicked even harder by the two men, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard in his arms.
"Hey! Don't be silent! Why don't you make a sound and give us a sense of accomplishment!" As they fought, one of the men panted and cursed.
