The giant pushed his sunglasses up on his nose and reached out his big hand to tap the goblin's head. "Are you playing dumb with me? You were using our Titan Gang's reputation to scare people this afternoon, and now you're playing dumb with me? What? Just because you tricked a fool to death, you're so proud of yourself?"

Kezhi was reluctant to hand over the treasure he had obtained. He got on all fours and tried to escape under the giants' crotches, but was grabbed and brought in front of him: "Dirty goblin, you still want to escape?"

"Groove is a goblin! What's more! Lord Nephalem doesn't allow fighting, so you can't hurt Groove!"

Several giants exchanged glances and simultaneously erupted in mocking laughter. "When did you become so naive, Goblin? Lord Nephalem's rules forbid fighting, but they do not forbid murder, collusion, torture, abuse, or imprisonment..."

The giant brother pulled down his sunglasses, revealing his pale eyes. He said coldly, "I have plenty of ways to deal with you within the rules. Don't forget, this is what gangs do."

Dancing on the bottom line of the rules and seizing profits in the gray and black.

"Ahhhh!!! I'm going to fight you guys!!!"

The angry goblin bared its fangs and claws, but its weak and pitiful appearance only brought amusement to the opponent.

The laughter intensified.

The giant brother grabbed Squeaky's foot and said, "Okay, give it to me. Otherwise I'll have to break your foot."

“Ahhhhh!!!”

The angry goblin kicked desperately, and accidentally kicked the giant in the face, hitting him right in the face and breaking his favorite sunglasses.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the giant's younger brother next to him was as quiet as a quail, not daring to make a sound.

"court death!!!"

The furious giant brother ground his teeth, but his last bit of rationality stopped him from smashing the offending goblin to the ground.

"I will crush every bone in your body into powder without killing you. I will turn you into a pile of rotten meat that can only cry."

The cold words reached the goblin's ears bit by bit, and he was finally frightened out of his wits. The smelly urine flowed out along his tattered pants and thin and deformed thighs.