Zhao Ritian had his neck strangled and didn't even want to struggle anymore.
Today's battle had been... beyond words.
Am I seriously cursed by ropes or something!?
Lu Chengwen pointed at Ouyang De. "Ouyang De! Let him go!"
Ouyang De gritted his teeth. "Lu Chengwen, want him to live? Huh? Heh-heh, kneel for me! Kneel!"
Long Aotian laughed loudly. "Strangle him to death, then! Cheng Wen, got any cigarettes left?"
Lu Chengwen looked at Long Aotian. "Stop messing around."
Long Aotian said, "Messing around!? I'm serious."
Ouyang De said, "I don't care what the hell you idiots are doing. Lu Chengwen, I know you really treat them like brothers. I can tell! So quit trying that crap with me. Killing him would be as easy as strangling an ant. Kneel for me! Kowtow! Crawl over here and let me step on your head!"
Lu Chengwen said, "A grievance has its source, and a debt has its owner. I'm your enemy. He has nothing to do with this."
"Bullshit! None of you can escape responsibility! Lu Chengwen, I'm asking you one last time: are you kneeling or not!? If you don't, I'll snap his neck right now!"
Zhao Ritian shook his head with difficulty. "Don't... don't... kneel..."
"Shut the fuck up!" Ouyang De roared. "Lu Chengwen, get on your knees! Kneel!"
"Fine, fine, fine. It's just kneeling. Don't get worked up..."
Long Aotian stared at Lu Chengwen. "Holy shit, you're really doing it!?"
Lu Chengwen said, "What else am I supposed to do? Watch Zhao Ritian get strangled to death by this lowlife?"
Just as Lu Chengwen was about to kneel, Long Aotian yanked him back up. "No! You can't kneel!"
"What are you doing!?"
"Nothing! I just can't stand seeing you humiliate yourself like this to save one Zhao Ritian!"