Du Zhong had just been beaten by Ye Long, and his whole body was still wracked with intense pain. His own men couldn't defeat Ye Long either—it could be said that he was now like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others!
This made Du Zhong feel somewhat distressed and a little scared. He knew he had indeed pretended to be something he wasn't, overstepping the mark. What should he do now, at this moment?
Right now, Du Zhong genuinely didn't know what to do because nothing like this had ever happened before!
"Ninghai's rich and mighty Du, are you going to pay up or do you want a beating? Hurry up and choose one, my patience is limited. If you don't choose, I'll choose for you!" Ye Long looked at Du Zhong and laughed while rubbing his fists together, occasionally producing crisp cracking sounds.
These crisp sounds made Du Zhong's heart tremble, giving him a feeling of tightness in his rear!
