"Ah! Kill me!"
As a scream of hysteria echoed, Liu Li's face twisted fiercely, but suddenly his eyes closed, and he fainted.
"It's over, it's over. Did the village leader get killed?" The people outside couldn't help but shudder when they heard it.
"You go in and check."
"Wang Daniu is a living Yama, you want to go, you go!"
"I won't go, won't go... Call 110."
...
While no one outside dared to rush in, Liu Li had just endured the hellish torture of the Eighteen Hells Pill.
At this moment, Liu Li lay on the ground, his clothes soaked through with cold sweat, and his mind in a muddled state of dissociation.
"Stop playing dead!" Wang Daniu, without an ounce of pity, stepped forward and kicked him twice to wake him up.
"Village Chief Liu, what are you thinking now? Do you still think I wouldn't dare to touch you, or perhaps you want to sue me?"
Wang Daniu's expression was very calm.
