If Wang Meng wanted to deal with them alone, he would definitely not be their match.
After a few encounters, Wang Meng was beaten to the point of vomiting blood.
"I thought he was so powerful, but it turns out he's just a weakling with nothing but muscles."
"Third brother, you're wrong. Even a straw bag can withstand a beating more than him."
"Hmph, here comes such a loser."
"I think he's going to die before we even warm up."
…
The six of them fought while laughing and mocking each other.
Wang Meng was extremely angry, but he could do nothing about them.
The wounds on his body became more and more, and blood stained his clothes red.
If you continue like this, you will meet the King of Hell in less than a quarter of an hour.
Of the dozen or so people who came with them, no one stepped forward to help, and everyone just watched coldly.
The inmates who were watching the scene in the corridor and in the room shouted excitedly and cheered when they saw Wang Meng's blood spurting out.
"Kill him, kill him."
"Beat him, beat him hard."
"Kill him, kill him."
…
"Bang", Wang Meng fell to the ground.
The leading man stepped on Wang Meng and raised his hand, ready to punch his head.
Bei Yutang squatted down, picked up a small stone from the ground, and calmly hit the acupoint on the man's arm.
The man felt his arm go numb and lost consciousness.
The leading man stood up suddenly and looked at them fiercely.
"Whoever plotted against me, stand up!"
The 17 people stood there, no one said a word.
The leading man had a gloomy expression on his face. "I'm giving you one last chance now. If you stand up, I can let you go. But when I find you, I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death."
"I'll count to three. After three, it's too late to stand up."
None of the seventeen people on the field said a word. They were not fools. Anyone who stood up would die.
The leading man began to count, "One."
There was no movement.
"two."
Still no one responded.
"three."
After the third sound, the leading man saw that no one stood up and his face became terribly gloomy.
"Okay, very good."
"Since no one admits it, then you all can die."
"Kill them for me." ordered the leading man.
At this moment, the thin man jumped out, "I know who attacked you."
The leading man stared at him fiercely, "Who is it?"
The thin man pointed at Bei Yutang, "That's him. I saw him throw a hidden weapon at you."
The leading man glanced at Bei Yutang and said solemnly, "You're dead."
Six people surrounded her, and Bei Yutang looked calm.
Six people attacked him at the same time, but Bei Yutang responded calmly.
Everyone present thought that she would be knocked down soon, but no one expected that it would not be her who fell, but them.
The six men were knocked to the ground one after another, screaming in pain. What was even more strange was that there was no blood on their bodies.
No matter whether they were the newcomers or the inmates watching the show in the prison, their eyes looked different when they looked at Bei Yutang.
No one would have thought that the person who seemed the weakest was actually very capable.
In a room on the third floor, several men with extraordinary auras were staring at Bei Yutang with interest.
"This little guy is very interesting. I like it." One of the men said with a smile.
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