Doghead had seen mountains and rivers in his life. He had seen martial artists far stronger than himself and lived through countless grueling battles...
But he had never seen anyone like Hun Tiangang.
It was obvious that Hun Tiangang was not trying to humiliate him. He genuinely treated him like a dog.
Doghead could not even die if he wanted to.
When he tried to self-destruct, the old man laughed, sneezed, and gently, calmly dispersed the true energy Doghead had gathered for the explosion.
So he could neither live nor die.
Ming Disha found a rope of straw, tied him outside the door, and named him Erhuang.
Bai Beikeng lay on the ground and sneered. "Heh, Sky Net Expert? Pah. Just a thing fit to be a dog."
Doghead looked at Bai Beikeng. "You're lying on the ground, and you're laughing at me!?"
Doghead still wanted to resist. Would his master allow that?
With a light pat on the top of his head, Hun Tiangang shattered all his meridians.
Hun Tiangang was delighted!
"Run around! Run around! Tsk, tsk, tsk. Give me a paw! Come on, give me a paw..."
Doghead desperately sought death and opened his mouth to curse furiously.
Hun Tiangang flew into a rage. "What kind of lousy dog is this!?"
He sealed Doghead's acupoints so he could not make a sound, then said, "Dog meat hotpot tonight."
Doghead tried to bite Hun Tiangang's finger, only to be slapped twice by Hun Tiangang until every tooth in his mouth loosened.
Doghead despaired and lay at the door, crying.
There was no way out.
Before this man, even dying was impossible.
Meanwhile.
Someone set foot on Seven Star Peak.
Jiang Xiaohu wore a cape, a military-green short-sleeved shirt, and fitted jeans that accentuated his long legs.
He