Chen Xiaofan gave a cold laugh, his face filled with disdain and mockery. Looking down on the bandit leader from on high, he cursed, "You utterly heartless bastard—after all this, you still don't have the slightest hint of remorse! Not only that, you still dream of killing Zhuangyuan Lang. You keep making mistake after mistake. You're nothing but a beast worse than pigs and dogs!"
Chen Xiaofan had seen countless bad people, but honestly, he had never encountered anyone like this—someone without a shred of humanity, without even the faintest intention of repenting.
If he had not promised Zhuangyuan Lang earlier that he would hand this bandit over to him, and if he did not still intend to torture the bandit leader thoroughly, Chen Xiaofan probably would have been unable to suppress the fury in his heart. He would have slapped the bandit into a cloud of blood long ago. Letting someone like this live one more day was a waste of air.
Zhuangyuan Lang's face was full of anger as he said furiously, "Calling him worse than pigs and dogs is an insult to pigs and dogs. For a sinister and cunning man like him, words simply cannot describe his crimes. Before this, I truly never knew there could be such a person under heaven."
Yet, to everyone's surprise, the bandit leader lying on the ground suddenly burst into laughter for some reason. With a savage expression, he said, "Since ancient times, the superior survive and the inferior are eliminated; only the fit survive. So what if I killed a few people to stay alive? Who told them they couldn't beat me? I don't think I did anything wrong. It has always been this way! As the saying goes, a man without poison is no true man. If you