Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

He exhausted every punch and every kick with all his strength, so in just a moment, the soldier was curled up on the ground and screamed in pain, his face was swollen into a pig's face.

But soon, several soldiers rushed up, and rushed towards Sheng Qianmo with a malicious face. Sheng Qianmo was like an iron man who didn't know pain. Facing the swords of these people, every shot was a direct hit. These soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and his body had already had a wound that was open and blood was oozing out.

His eyes became more and more bloodthirsty and cold, and his fists and knuckles were covered with blood, like a person who came out of hell.

Here, it is not that no slaves have resisted, but there is often only one end of resistance, death.

The life of a slave is the least valuable.

And Sheng Qianmo did something that all slaves dared not do, beat the officers and soldiers, and beat them all to the ground with one against ten.

Many slaves roared excitedly, "Well done!"

But this excitement didn't last long. Before long, many soldiers came.

And those soldiers who were knocked down on the city gate howled and cursed: "Beat him to death!"

No matter how good Sheng Qianmo can fight, he can't fight hundreds of generals all at once. This is unrealistic.

He stood where he was, staring at the approaching soldiers with a cold face, clenched his fists vigorously, blood oozed from his fingers and dripped onto the bricks and stones under his feet.

"Kill him to death!" Several soldiers who fell on the ground echoed one after another. It was obvious that they had been arrogant here. No one had ever dared to be more arrogant than them. Sheng Qianmo's attack could be a thorn in the eyes of these people in one fell swoop. He will not give up until he is killed.

But this time, the leader who led the queue took a look at Sheng Qianmo and said, "The superior has ordered that this person must not die."

"Captain Chen, he dared to do something like this to us, should we just forget about it? Then how are we going to take care of these lowly slaves in the future?!"

Team Chen looked at Sheng Qianmo again and said, "As long as you don't beat him to death, that's fine, the rest is up to you."

"Brothers, go! Hit him until he kneels and begs for mercy!"

Will Sheng Qianmo beg for mercy?

not.

He continued to fight, and those people didn't know why he was able to carry it so well, but they were better because of their large number of people, and they were not timid this time.

Sheng Qianmo beat him until he had no more strength to fight back, and was finally knocked to the ground by them.

Those people's faces became more and more vicious one by one, and they called him to beg for mercy.

Cheng Qianmo slowly closed his eyes, endured the punches and kicks, without yelling, let alone uttering a word.

Blood was bleeding from many places on the body, and the blood filled the nose.

"Okay, okay, don't beat people to death..."

"Tsk, I really would rather die than submit, I won't even beg for mercy..."

"Someone! Drag him back!"

Wen Youyi quickly ran up, and together with two other people carried Sheng Qianmo, who was covered in blood, back home.

"How could they treat King Sheng like this..." One person cried and said.

Wen Youyi: "Keep your voice down, don't call him that here, it will get you into trouble."

The reason why Wen Youyi was able to be a little calm among the few people was because he had been a hard worker in Seoul a long time ago, so he could bear that kind of humiliation, but Sheng Qianmo was different, he had always been The person who stands tall and is admired by the people, now fell into this mud, but still refuses to restrain his cold, arrogant and bloody side. He has seen the demeanor of this northern general. ,