"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." Lan screamed in pain, but he was still as stubborn as a madman. "Great, great. if you have the guts, kill me, just kill me!"

His eyes staring fixedly at Ding Hao were full of resentment.

Ding Hao still did not speak. He trampled on Lan's body bit by bit. His eyes were as cold as ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years. There was no fluctuating emotion in them. He continued to crush Lan's body under his foot measuredly, bit by bit. ...