Still the same spot.
If the first strike was met with a ghostly wail, then the second strike's scream was enough to startle the heavens and make spirits weep.
Chen Fang had no intention of stopping.
After the third and fourth strikes.
Ah Bao was in so much pain he was about to pass out.
Chen Fang took a bottle of mineral water from Fang Mei, took a big gulp, and then poured the rest over Ah Bao's face.
It was meant to bring him to his senses.
"Brother Bao, what's wrong? Can't take it anymore? To tell the truth, I kind of liked your rebellious attitude before."
Having said that.
The fifth stick was just raised.
Ah Bao couldn't hold on any longer.
