With blood seeping from the corners of Henry Zhong’s mouth on both sides, he burst into tears and said, “This is all my mouth! Please, eldest brother, don’t have the same knowledge as me!”
Charlie slapped again and asked with a smile, “Didn’t you say before that I would kneel and kowtow to you and slap me a hundred times?”
Henry Zhong felt that the world was spinning, and he cried and begged:
“I…I just…everything fart, you…you let me go…this… Once, I will. ..never…never dare…”
Charlie sneered and slapped again:
“Now there is no opportunity to beg for mercy!”
Seeing Henry Zhong about to be passed out by Charlie, Jemima Liu couldn’t stand it, stepped forward and said, “Charlie, don’t fight anymore, it will cause an accident!”
Charlie looked at him and asked curiously, “What happened?”
Jemima Liu exclaimed:
“If you keep fighting like this, you will die!”
Charlie smiled and said, “I was measured, the pain really hurts but he definitely won’t die. If you don’t believe me, look.”
Charlie said, raising his hand and slapping him again.
Henry Zhong subconsciously covered his face and cried, “Big Brother, I was really wrong, Brother…don’t hit Big Brother…”
Charlie smiled slightly and said coldly:
“What about your energy just now? Don’t you want to kill me? Why are you starting to beg for mercy again?”
Henry Zhong exclaimed:
“I who have no eyes and I unintentionally offended you, please don’t…
don’t have the same knowledge as me…”
Charlie sneered: “I remember begging for mercy this time? Too late!”
After all, another slap in the face was slapped.