Chapter 1170 - His Tough Pride
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Yichen sniggered defiantly and sarcastically. "Is this all you have? How pathetic."
While there was irreverence in his smile, it was proud dignity more than anything else.
He looked at them as if they were a few slimy worms struggling inside a drain.
The man was antagonized and sent another slap across his face. "Rascal, you like to act tough, right?! It seems that you haven't suffered enough; does that mean that you won't give in till you face the grim reality?!"
He sent another slap. This time around, his face had become swollen.
Blood could be seen seeping down the corner of his lips.
The boy merely stretched out the tip of his tongue to wipe away the bloodstain slowly, his defiant look never departing from his face.
Suddenly, bracing himself with the strength of both arms, he held his leg high and gave the man's face a ferocious kick.
The man fell to the ground without warning.
Unfortunately, the boy, after all the beating, was too tired by now to give it his all. If not, that kick would have broken the man's jaw.
Everyone exchanges glances in disbelief.
This little rascal, how does he remain so tough?
Does he still want to resist at this stage?
He is headstrong, indeed.
Despite being covered in injuries, he doesn't give up any chance to win!
At first, all they wanted to do was to take a few pictures of him crying and sobbing, which would make anyone wince in pain!
However, no matter what they did, he would not shed a tear or beg for mercy, let alone show a trace of fear.
There was none of that.
He is so tough!
The man crawled to a standing position. After spitting out a few broken teeth, he ordered, "This chap is still untamed; tie his legs and whip him a few more rounds!"
"Big bro, can we stop whipping him? This chap will definitely die if we continue further!"
The man did not take that to heart. "What are you afraid of?! Haven't you seen what happened earlier? This rascal still has the strength to kick me so how is he going to die soon? Since he's so tough, how can he die so easily? Whip him a few more times to teach him a lesson!"
"No matter how tough he is, this is just a kid. He looks bad now so let's stop torturing him! We must give him a way out. Haven't we received orders from the top not to go overboard? If not, we'll die alongside him. Keep this fellow alive to be used later!"
The man, known as Xiao, was unmoved.
Looking at the boy, he sniggered gleefully.
"How about this, rascal? You beg for mercy nicely and we'll let you off!"
The child swept his eyes at them before coldly snorting. "Hmph."
He ignored them totally.
They want me to beg for mercy?
Dream on!
To me, begging for mercy at this motley crew is worse than death.
He was unafraid of dying; even when he was down and out, he would not smear his dignity.
"You little rascal, I didn't expect you to be so tough with your fair and tender look. Ha ha!" The man reached out and touched his face where he subconsciously gave a pinch.
Mu Yichen twisted his head abruptly and opened his mouth quickly to bite his hand.
"AHHH!"
The man gave out a painful wail. The boy's biting strength was so strong that he started jumping in pain.
"Let go! Let go!"
His few lackeys started to hit and kick the boy. Unfortunately, he refused to let go.
The man was screeching in pain by then; his bawling was enough to shatter anyone's eardrums. "AHHH! My hand! My hand! Get him off me quickly! My hand—"
