Old Six had already been badly injured, then ambushed. He was on the verge of a breakdown.
But what broke him even more was that the remaining bastards had no honor. Four of them pinned down his limbs while the fifth punched him hard in the stomach.
"Like choking me, huh? I'll show you what it's like to be choked!" Zhu Jun Xiang punched Old Six in the stomach over and over, beating him so badly he nearly puked up bile.
"Quit thrashing around!" Zhang Ming tightened his grip when he saw Old Six trying to struggle.
After beating him for about a quarter of an incense stick's time, Zhu Jun Xiang stepped aside to rest. Zhang Ming released Old Six and took his place.
One by one, they took turns beating Old Six. After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they were done.
"One... two... heave!" The six of them worked together to toss Old Six, beaten like a dead dog, out of the pit.
Xian Wu shoved a Nine Revolutions Pill into the near-dead Old Six's mouth, then doused him with pure water to wake him up.
"Tell me, are you still going to gang up on people next time?"
Though Xian Wu had a smile on his face, Old Six couldn't sense a shred of goodwill.
"I won't! I won't!" Old Six shook his head repeatedly.
"Another question. Did anyone hit you just now?" Xian Wu continued pouring water over Old Six's head as he questioned him.
"No! I just fell by accident. It had nothing to do with any of you."
Xian Wu was pleased with Old Six's answer. Smiling, he said, "Do you remember the two choices I gave you earlier?"
Old Six rolled his eyes and nodded.
"Repeat them!" Xian