Smack!
The whip they'd confiscated earlier came in handy. Qingyao Demoness snapped it with a sharp crack, then grinned as she approached Zhou Hua, whose face was full of panic.
"Old man, here I come!"
Ding...
The former Elder Zhuo Yong of the prestigious Nine Provinces Xuan Association was about to be played to pieces!
Nearby, Little Demoness Hong Li held up her phone and aimed it at Zhou Hua, who had been arranged into all sorts of poses, recording the darkest moments of his life.
He couldn't live, and he couldn't die!
Falling into the hands of Great Demon Li, he might as well have died sooner.
But Li Xiao Bai had a kind heart, which made the whole thing damn near unbearable.
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
Shi Boxue wasn't looking at Li Bai at all. His gaze was fixed on a corner of the screen.
Zhou Hua, who'd been put into practically eighteen different poses, was like a toy doll. He'd gone from struggling to numbness, and it was easy to imagine that the psychological scars he was sustaining now would stay with him for the rest of his life.
No wonder the traitors outside the entrance were all going crazy. Nobody could swallow this kind of humiliation.
"Li Bai, you..."
The video call suddenly ended without warning. Shi Boxue tapped the video call function again, but nothing happened.
After waiting a few more minutes, he finally gave up and returned the phone to Lin Xiaoya. "Prepare for battle!"
Li Bai's sudden loss of contact might have been because the traitors had finally noticed something and cut off the network.
In fact, Shi Boxue's guess was pretty much spot on.
The constant stream of strange data packets had caught the attention of the base's monitors. They quickly traced them