This is the Power of Hatred!

What?

Tang Hao and his son were genuinely dumbfounded.

Gangzi, you're fucking too much of a coward. You couldn't even endure just two hours of torture?

Back when our father and son were in Heaven Dou City, what kind of scenes hadn't we seen? We'd even ridden the wooden horse before—far more brutal than today's torture, all right?!

Tang San thought for a moment and said:

"Teacher, you absolutely must not do this."

"Only by staying alive is there hope. Only by staying alive can we take revenge on Su Chen. Think of Bibi Dong, think of Liu Erlong—are you really just going to let it go?"

"Are you really going to admit defeat and head to the underworld, letting them get away with being together with Su Chen? Letting them sleep and fly together, whispering sweet nothings to each other?"

As Tang San spoke, he also glanced at Tang Hao. He was somewhat worried that Tang Hao would not be able to hold on either.

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Then—

Yu Xiaogang's eyes filled with boundless hatred, his teeth grinding with rage.

"No!"

"I can't die just like this. I haven't seen those two bitches, Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong, regret their actions. I haven't seen that bastard Su Chen suffer a fate worse than death."

"We have to hold on!"

"Yes!"

Tang San nodded heavily, then looked at Tang Hao again and said:

"Dad, we'll definitely be able to find Mom and Xiao Wu and bring them back!"

Tang Hao was gritting his teeth in hatred as well.

Come to think of it—

Once their hatred surged up, the wounds on their bodies no longer hurt.

This was the power of hatred!

Hatred itself!

Ding!

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