"Young Master Gu, boss, I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't have let greed blind me, I didn't know my own limits, and I offended you, Young Master Gu!"
"Young Master Gu, please spare my life! Please spare me!"
"I... I'm willing to compensate you. I only ask that you lift your foot in mercy. Name your price—I... I'll sell the pots and pans, I'll... I'll scrape together every last cent!"
Feeling the foot Qin Mo had planted on his head gradually pressing down harder, the pain endlessly intensifying, the gang boss, terrified of being crushed to death right there, hurriedly cried out to beg for mercy!
The sight of Qin Mo taking on several hundred underlings alone more than ten minutes ago had nearly scared this gang boss into pissing himself!
He had been in the game for decades and had seen all sorts of people!
But never before had he seen anyone who, barehanded, could take on several hundred weapon-wielding men alone—and do it in just half an hour, without even so much as getting the corner of his clothes dirty in the end!
Especially just now, when Qin Mo had bent those restricted blades, iron rods, and steel pipes as thick as wrists with his bare hands, the gang boss had nearly bulged his eyes out of their sockets!
Now that his head was beneath the other man's foot, judging by the strength Qin Mo had used to bend iron rods and steel pipes so easily—
All it would take was the slightest bit more force, and his skull would probably be crushed into mush in an instant!
"Boss! Why are you chickening out? Aren't you going to feed me to the fish anymore?!"
"No, no more! I was wrong! I failed to recognize Mount Tai