"Who dares come to our Jing Mountain Quarry and cause trouble!"
Whip Brother fiercely wielded his whip, but it wouldn't budge; the opponent's strength was simply overwhelming.
Xiao Chen sneered, suddenly grabbing the whip and pulling it forcefully.
Whip Brother's nearly one hundred eighty-pound body was dragged over.
Then, Xiao Chen kicked, and Whip Brother was laid out flat on the ground.
Xiao Chen picked up the whip, sneered and said, "You seem to enjoy hitting so much, now taste what it's like to be on the receiving end."
As he spoke, he swung the whip and lashed it on Whip Brother's body.
Once, twice, three times!
Whip Brother let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Xiao Chen's hands were much heavier than his own.
With each lash, Whip Brother felt his bones shatter.
Another lash, and more were broken.
"Help me! Quick, shoot him to death!"
Whip Brother shouted.
The Crossbow Team simultaneously shot, tens of people firing tens of crossbow arrows at Xiao Chen.
