"It seems you have indeed absorbed quite a lot of people's power, haven't you?"
Chen Fan looked down at Tang Yong and said.
The latter let out a bitter laugh, his eyes losing their former brilliance. He looked at Chen Fan and said, "Kill me."
For a martial artist, being crippled was worse than death.
"Are you sure?"
Chen Fan suddenly said.
Tang Yong's body trembled a bit.
He hesitated again.
After all, a bad life is still better than a good death, right?
"However, I truly don't intend to let you go."
"You!"
Tang Yong was furious to the point of death.
This Li Ping was truly despicable!
After draining his inner strength and putting all his effort to waste, he intended to humiliate him once more before killing him.
This was simply too much!
"Haha, hahahaha."
Suddenly, he started to laugh.
"Kill me then. Don't worry, soon enough someone will come and avenge me. Li Ping, I'll be waiting for you in the netherworld!"
"What?"
