With that, the muscular man took a step forward and punched Zhang Ming's face.
After a sharp pain, blood flowed down from his nose like a flood. He screamed in pain, only to receive another heavy punch on the face. In a few minutes, his face looked twisted.
Zhang Ming was really scared. He retreated in fear, and the blood kept dripping down his face.
"Let me off! From now on, I'll be your dog and do whatever you say. Stop hitting me. Spare me!" He curled up in the corner and hugged his head tightly.
"If we let you off, it'll be us who die." The muscular man spat a few times and pulled him out from the corner.
Zhang Ming could no longer think straight. All that was left in his mind was regret.
The only person who could manipulate the prison and had a grudge against him was Gu Shen. If he had known that he would suffer like this, he wouldn't have gone against Gu Shen back then.
