"Boss Shen, please, spare me, have mercy on me," he begged. "I swear I won't dare do it again. Look, Boss Zhang has already beaten me to this state, breaking my bones."
"My legs... my legs hurt so much right now, I don't even know if they'll ever recover, if I'll have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. Please, let me go."
His wailing and crying were so disgusting to Shen Zhou that he kicked him aside with a foot.
He said coldly, "Whether I spare you or not isn't up to me. I'm going to take them back first, and if they don't spare you, you can wait to report to King Yama."
After uttering those murderous words, he strode out.
Zhang Wentao also kicked the long-haired ghost and pointed at him, saying, "Hope for your own good fortune, but don't think about running away. If Boss Shen wants your life, even if you crawl under the Queen Mother's skirts, we'll still drag you out."
