Hu Cong seemed to want to use this to provoke Ye Feng, to make Ye Feng give him a quick, merciful death. But would Ye Feng fall for it? Clearly, that was impossible.
Previously, Ye Feng was beaten so badly by this guy. If he didn't get a bit of pleasure back from Hu Cong, Ye Feng would definitely not give up.
"Do you think that's possible? Now that you're in my hands, I'll make sure you understand what it means to wish for death." Ye Feng immediately proved his stance with action, slicing a piece of flesh off Hu Cong with a single cut.
"Ah~ you bastard! If you have the guts, kill me!" Feeling the excruciating pain, Hu Cong couldn't hold back and roared loudly, while 'politely' 'greeting' Ye Feng.
"Very good! Let's see how long you can keep that mouth of yours." Hearing Hu Cong's words, Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction and then took out a bag of salt.
