"Alright!" Feng Zhixiao and his men immediately stepped forward, each carrying a finger-thick rope, then tied the guy up and hoisted him halfway into the air with a pulley. They laughed as they looked at Da Hei, saying, "Heizi, what now? Do you have some thoughts about this half-dead guy?"
"Hell no, not unless he's a beauty! What would I be thinking?" Da Hei grinned.
"So what is this then... ropes, whips, are you planning to..." Everyone asked in confusion.
"I'm gonna wipe his ass!" Da Hei showed a wicked smile.
Pfft...
Everyone immediately felt like gagging. Considering the half-dead guy's belly must be full of crap, a stick would have been like stirring shit. Everyone looked at Da Hei in astonishment, but Da Hei handed the dagger to a little brother, saying, "You go, wipe his ass!"
"Huh, Brother Heizi, this..." The little brother shakily gripped the dagger.
