Fatty He was completely dumbfounded!

The servants and attendants around were so frightened that they quickly stepped back...

"Hey! You dare hit me?"

I'll beat you to death!

Jiang Ming's fists rained down on the sorceress, his feet kicking her stomach, buttocks, and legs...

What is Jiang Ming's identity?

Not to mention compared to ordinary men, even in a special forces unit, he would be a Sanda champion.

When he beat the sorceress, it was like a cannonball hitting a mosquito; he beat her so badly that her eyes rolled back and she foamed at the mouth in no time.

But the lesson is just a means and a deterrent; Jiang Ming still has other goals to achieve!

Therefore, he did not slap the sorceress's face, nor did he leave her with a bruised and swollen face...

However, Jiang Ming had expected the sorceress to be convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and acting like she was trying to extort money!

He drew a bronze dagger from his waist, held it to the sorceress's neck, and threatened, "You old pig! Don't fucking play the coward! You believe me or not, I'll carve your ribs out one by one, just like I did to that mountain god! Then I'll turn you into a perfect human skeleton, without a single piece of flesh, for the county doctors to use in their teaching..."

Upon hearing this, the sorceress trembled with fright, and her rolled-back eyes immediately cleared and returned to normal.

Humans are base, and excrement is stinky—this has been true for all time!

You can't expect everyone to be reasonable... Sometimes, you can't just leave things unattended!

Only when you make the other party 'have no choice' is it reliable!

The fortune teller noticed that Lord He also had a tense and silent expression of 'helplessness' and even a complicated expression of schadenfreude, knowing that she was 'doomed' today!

The prefect hasn't arrived yet, and if we run into Jiang Ming, this living devil who dares to kill even tigers, and we really anger him, he might actually kill us!

Jiang Ming spoke with such certainty that he knew some 'magic,' clearly indicating that he was a fellow fraudster like himself.

If I were to die, from a 'practical' point of view, he might immediately take my place in the county...

So the old dog softened, not daring to meet Jiang Ming's eyes, and stammered, "Lord Jiang, spare my life! I was wrong! Spare my life!"

"Hmph..." Jiang Ming sneered, "You old pig dog, listen to me. Within ten steps of me, Jiang Ming, I can take your life as easily as taking something out of a bag. You'd better behave yourself... Do whatever I tell you to do, understand?"

"I heard you... I dare not disobey Lord Jiang," the sorceress muttered softly, her lips trembling.

"Call me 'Dad' first, let me hear it," Jiang Ming grinned mischievously.

"What?"

"Should we call or not?"

Jiang Ming grabbed the first phalanx of her thumb and the proximal phalanx, prying them back. The sorceress screamed in pain, cold sweat dripping down her forehead and temples.

Among the grappling techniques, this move has the highest pain index. The sorceress was instantly driven mad by the pain, and her cries were completely out of control!

"Father! Father! You are my father!" the sorceress cried out in anguish.

"Should we also address Lord Guan He?"

"Lord He, you're my father! Waaah!"

......

Prefectural Magistrate He Pangzi was also somewhat embarrassed by the scene before him. He suppressed his expression but did not try to dissuade Jiang Ming.

"Wipe your tears, don't cry..."

Jiang Ming used his thumb to wipe away the sorceress's tears, a sinister smile on his face, and said, "Don't cry when you shouldn't, or I'll be unhappy..."

"ah?"

The sorceress trembled with fear and dared not cry anymore.

Come on, smile!

"Giggle giggle..."

The sorceress suppressed her pain and forced a smile; her face was even uglier than a weasel wailing at a funeral!

"Remember! You must cherish what I, Jiang Ming, give you, especially your reputation!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a servant came in to report: "Lord He! The Prefect has arrived!"