Although he knew that after going to such lengths, the other side was bound to use some unconventional methods.
He had not expected them to be unconventional to this extent. It truly caught Li Su completely off guard.
Was there really any need for this?
To put it bluntly, I'm just a passerby. I'd heard before about tyrants who'd even kick a dog passing by, and I couldn't help wondering at the time, what the fuck kind of person was that? Born under the sign of the crab or something?
Yet looking at his current state, Li Su's liver felt like it had fucking exploded twice.
Before, he'd thought the other party was a lunatic. Looking at it now, this wasn't a problem with their nerves—this was straight-up fucking insanity.
What normal person could possibly have a train of thought like this?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
Li Su's teeth ached unbearably. Uh, that wasn't a figure of speech—they really hurt. Blood was pouring out. When he ran his tongue over them and spat, not only did seven or eight teeth fall out, half his tongue had rotted away too.
Every cell in his body was trembling. Right now, Li Su did not even have the strength to lift a foot.
Uh, it wasn't that he couldn't exert force. It was mainly because his flesh, blood, and nerves were constantly festering; if he used too much force, his fucking leg might snap.
Fortunately!
The other side's methods might have been twisted enough, but Li Su's physical body was just as freakish.
From the moment he was set on fire, his energy had begun draining rapidly. Six hours—honestly, although he had stored up quite a bit of nutrition, it still could not keep up with the