Chen Xuantian also pinched a mantra and patted the back of his head,
"Oh, scared, little constable? Still want to be a hero? You can still regret it now~~"
Yang Yunzhao was severely injured and had been soaked for a long time, already delirious, his lips trembling.
"Bastards... you all... better let me out, or else... don't blame me for being rude..."
"Heh, still being stubborn, aren't you? Well, didn't you want to arrest criminals? These are all Nangong Family's criminals, why don't you lift your head and look~"
So Yang Yunzhao dazedly lifted his head, only to see the swollen corpse parts and dry skeletal remains stabbed on the spikes beside him, each opening their maggot-infested mouths, staring with hollow eye sockets, turning their heads to make creepy faces at him, spitting fly maggots, stretching out ghostly hands, rushing straight at him!
