"I say, brother, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now, and say you will withdraw from the family position competition, maybe I will let you suffer a little less."
Shen Shaokun bent over and stared at Shen Shaotian, smiling sinisterly.
Hiss!!
Shen Shaotian moved his body a bit, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but he gritted his teeth tightly, eyes blood-rimmed, staring fiercely at this second brother of his.
"What, still not convinced?" Shen Shaokun sneered, raising his right foot high again and stomping down hard.
Crunch.
The sound of bones cracking rippled leisurely across the open ground.
Such ruthless methods, having not even a shred of familial affection.
"Say it, or not?" Shen Shaokun finally moved his foot aside, pulling at the corner of his mouth as he spoke.
"Pah!"
Shen Shaotian spat out a mouthful of blood vehemently, gritting his teeth and saying, "You're dreaming! If Shen Shaokun really had the guts, you'd kill me right here!"
