"Aaaaah!!!"
Rotten, stinking flesh smashed onto his face. The skin and flesh corroded by gastric acid gave off a hissing sound and emitted a pungent, thick smoke.
"Monster! You deserve to die!" Xu Hanlin's spirit completely collapsed.
"You can't refuse what I give you," Su Heng said, his brows tightly furrowed.
Rip!
He reached forward and pulled hard.
Xu Hanlin's entire tongue was savagely yanked out; his pupils dilated, unable to bear or even imagine such torture.
"Do you remember now?" Seeing his eyes rolling back, Su Heng smiled contentedly.
Su Heng whispered in his ear, mouth close to it.
Unfortunately...
With his tongue pulled out, Xu Hanlin could only make gasping, hoarse sounds, unable to answer Su Heng's question anymore.
His tense body gradually relaxed, and Su Heng shook his head with a hint of regret.
"It's broken already?"
Crack!
He squeezed hard with his palm, breaking the neck vertebrae.
