Although he couldn't bear to witness the flesh and blood flying, he didn't speak up to stop it.
In Xu Xiangyang's opinion, they were clearly the ones interrogating a moment ago, yet the other side wanted to probe for their information instead. Obviously, it was because this guy realized they were all young, so he looked down on them, thinking to fool them, right?
He felt indignant about it.
But Xu Xiangyang soon realized that something was not quite right.
The screams gradually ceased, like a megaphone running out of power. When he turned his head back again, the middle-aged man, having been tormented further, was now lying there, breathing more out than in.
"Is, is this a bit too cruel...?"
This wasn't about him being soft-hearted; the guy looked as if he were about to kick the bucket!
