Zong Jingheng could roughly guess what Bache had done. He looked at Bache with increasingly cold eyes. "Really?" "Isn't that a good example? Number four? Shen Jianchuan?" Bache laughed sarcastically. "You still have a chance. Beg me, beg me, I may show mercy and spare him. What do you think?" He was getting more and more unbridled, laughing wildly. "You said, Damon, I was wrong. I was blind and offended you. Please raise your hand high, and maybe I will let Shen Jianchuan go?" Zong Jingsheng squinted at him with great anger in his eyes, but soon disappeared. He said with a poker face, "I'm afraid that I will let Damon down." Bache suddenly stood up straight and asked, "Can't you see what's going on?" "Damon taught very well, but I didn't learn it. Would you like to teach me again?" Zong Jinghong was calm and didn't care about his provocation at all. Bache said angrily, "Zong Jingheng, what are you going to do about it? It's just that you have more mo
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