Chapter 732 - An Arm For A Life
Good Morning, Mister Dragon!
When he witnessed Cassius being infuriated by Su Qianxun, Long Sijue suddenly chided coldly, âShut up!â
Did she have a death wish? She actually dared to scold this pervert, Cassius, like this!
âIf it isnât for the value you still hold, Iâd throw you into a deep fryer and fry you now!â Cassius was obviously very furious.
âQianxun, I beg you, donât say anything anymore!â Gu Mian almost cried from anxiousness, as she stared nervously at him.
Su Qianxun bit her lower lip. That was true, she was not the only one caught now. Mian Mian was here, too. She could ignore her own life, but she could not ignore Mian Mianâs life.
âLong Sijue, if you dare to retaliate, Iâll immediately cut this rope and drop this beautiful young woman into the fryer. You can see after that if sheâll be any better-looking than me!â Cassius said. He then immediately raised his arm and dropped it down with a great force.
Those people who were surrounding Long Sijue immediately rushed over and hit Long Sijue a few times. Long Sijue could only feel violent pain in his body. His gaze was fixed intently on the young woman, who kept shaking her head and said, âClose your eyes. Donât look. Itâll be over soon!â
There were thudding sounds of Long Sijue being beaten.
Long Sijue took a few more blows, but regardless of how these people hit him, he continued to stand there. There were even people who purposefully hit his calves and knee pits with great forces, but Long Sijueâs body still remained straight!
Su Qianxunâs tears had already rolled down her cheeks. She really felt that she was so useless. She could not help him at all, but could only watch him getting hurt because of her with her own eyes.
âListen to me, close your eyes... Cassius, itâs been a while since I last saw you. Donât tell me you only have this little ability after escaping your life for these few years. With such weak hits, are your subordinates starving?!â Long Sijueâs gaze was still sharp like a wolfâs eyes.
âThe few of you better hit him harder! Iâll throw anyone who gives him a light treatment into the fryer and fry him into a fried dough twist!â
Those people who were attacking Long Sijue from all sides exchanged glances among each other after they heard what Cassius said. They then suddenly roared loudly and started to hit Long Sijue...
The thick and heavy baseball bats kept hitting him on his chest, back, legs, arms, and even shoulders. The immense pain caused a strong turmoil in Long Sijueâs chest as blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. Although he was already battered and exhausted, he was still standing upright without a slightest sign of surrender...
âStop hitting, stop hitting him! You lunatic, just fry me!â Su Qianxun struggled with all efforts. She really could not keep watching as a man who was obviously so brilliant being beaten up by a group of nobodies.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
When she moved like that, she accidentally caused her shoe to fall. The moment the shoe fell into the fryer, it made a hissing sound as white smoke rose up from the fryer afterwards...
âSu Qianxun, you better behave!â Initially, Long Sijue could still hold himself up, but because he was distracted, he suddenly could not prop himself up. He fell knee-first onto the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.
He was not truly made from steel after all. These people were all young and vigorous, and they were hitting him with all their strength.
Blood kept gushing out of Long Sijueâs mouth. The few of them paused for a moment. When they wanted to continue hitting him, Cassius gestured for the few of them to stop first, as he was very satisfied with looking at Long Sijueâs battered appearance with his knees on the ground.
âLong Sijue, how about this? Iâll give you a chance to save them. There are two women here, so an arm for a life! If youâre willing, you can bring these two with you today. If youâre unwilling, they can only be like this little white mouse...â
Cassius said and then tossed a white mouse into the fryer underneath Su Qianxun. That mouse only managed to make a squeaking sound before its carcass floated up in the next second. It had become a deep fried mouse...