Even though Xing Luo shouted for him to stop, it did no good. The Small Fire Cupping landed mercilessly on top of Xing Luo's head!
Extraction mode activated!
After Jiang Nan repeated the process several times, both of Xing Luo's Liuli Horns had been completely pulled off!
And that wasn't all. Jiang Nan even gave him more than a hundred giant cupping bumps all over his body!
Because that made it hurt more when he got hit!
At that moment, Xing Luo had no horns and was covered in bumps, as if he'd been stung by a swarm of wasps!
Of course, Carl had gotten the same treatment.
The two of them had been thoroughly beaten to a pulp!
Now they finally understood what Human Hell and despair really meant!
Taking the fall for the Bose Race had been bad enough. They'd thought they could spend three hundred years in prison enjoying a vacation!
Who could've guessed their good days would last barely half a month before the suffering began?
Horns were the Bose Race's calling card—and their very foundation!
Without their horns, they were worse off than the Lower Race. How were they supposed to show their faces in public now?!
As they lost their horns, the light also went out of their eyes!
Carl looked to Xing Luo for help, frantically signaling with his eyes!
What were they supposed to do now?
Xing Luo ground his teeth. What else could they do? They had to endure it and let Jiang Nan vent his anger first!
If they could make it through tonight and contact the Netherworld warden, Jiang Nan would be finished!
They had to do everything they could to stay alive!
Both of their Resentment Points had gone through the roof!
Jiang Nan grinned: "You're tougher than