A few prisoners surrounded him and blocked Tang Zhen's possible escape route.
They were tall and muscular, and their skin was stained with sweat and dust.
The gazes that the few of them used to look at Tang Zhen were only cold and indifferent with killing intent. Their faces carried a Savage smile as they held iron hammers and steel drills in their hands and quickly surrounded Tang Zhen.
Without any unnecessary words, the prisoner walking right in front directly made his move. He waved his steel rod and smashed it towards Tang Zhen, bringing about a whistling wind.
The other party's strength was extremely great, and the target was the head. Once hit, the skull would be directly shattered!
This was the rhythm of killing. They had no intention of leaving anyone alive from the beginning.
Clearly, the other party had already made up their mind to completely deal with Tang Zhen here. The best solution for a disobedient fellow was to turn him into a corpse.
