Zhang Chong glanced at Meng Liang's increasingly ugly expression, and the smile on his lips grew wider. He continued, "If I remember correctly, it was Feng Zirou, the third young lady of the Feng family, who hit him with a stone. Let's find whoever did it."
Zhang Chong's words were like a small stone thrown into a calm lake. The prisoners burst into a loud noise and could not help but whisper about it.
"What? Lord Meng, a martial artist, was hit on the head by a weak woman and his blood was gushing out!"
"Oh my god, this woman is too powerful. She actually dared to hurt Lord Meng."
"Well, I thought Lord Meng was so powerful, but he was beaten into this state by a weak woman who couldn't even lift a chicken!"
"It serves him right! Let him whip us every day, hahahaha. Isn't this retribution coming?"
The prisoners' voices were not loud, but when a large group of people started talking, the noise became quite noisy.
The ugly words still reached Meng Liang's ears from time to time, and Meng Liang yelled, "Shut up, you don't want to live anymore, right! Ugh——"
Meng Liang was too emotional, which stimulated his brain nerves and caused him to vomit uncontrollably in public.
The prisoners were afraid that he would take revenge later, so they turned around and tried to find a place to hide. For the sake of their lives, they would be fine with just a little noise, but they didn't have to watch Meng Liang lose face.
"Wait, no one is allowed to leave!" Zhang Chong shouted, stopping the prisoners from leaving.
Turning his head and fixing his gaze on Meng Liang, Zhang Chong asked with a smile in his eyes, "It seems that Lord Meng has lost his memory after being hit by a stone. Then I have no choice but to remind Lord Meng——"
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