The final six words were powerful, filled with extreme anger.
Jiang Yanbo was completely defenseless now, although he was already at this age, the deepest fear within him erupted.
A total of five individuals involved in the case, three had been buried alive, one had been half beheaded.
He didn't want to be sliced into a thousand pieces!
He was terrified that the other side would torture him to death because he was now the sole target of all hatred.
"Don't kill me, I beg you, I beg you, Xie Dage, I'm a piece of trash, I'm scum, I want to live..."
Hearing these words, Xie Dong's lips curled into a cold smile.
"You want to live?"
"You're nearly buried, and you still want to live..."
"What about us! Didn't the eight of us want to live too?"
The scoldings pierced Jiang Yanbo's heart like sharp knives, and he didn't dare to meet the other's eyes, as the fear consumed him.
"Xie Dong!"
"Stop!"
