The crowd never expected that the sack on Yin Hu's back contained coiled, dozens of meters long thorny branches!
These thorny branches were clearly freshly cut, as thick as an arm, covered with circles of hard thorns, looking shocking and intimidating.
"Sorry, please make way, I don't want to hurt anyone."
With a hoarse voice, Yin Hu spoke as the audience around him nervously stepped aside. Only then did he take the rough thorny branches in his hands and begin to wrap them around his body layer by layer.
The sight left everyone stunned again, their eyes aching for him!
It turned out he had his upper body bare to facilitate binding these thorny branches at this moment.
The thorns pierced Yin Hu's hands, causing them to bleed profusely. As they wrapped around his back, they instantly dug into his skin. Moreover, he intentionally tightened them even further, so in no time, his flesh was brutally lacerated.
It was truly unbearable to watch.
