Chapter 140

The beastmen hiding in the grass saw Bao Jing actually fly over to them; they were about to run, but Bao Jing grabbed the collars of their clothes and lifted them into the air.

Flying mid‑air, they began to beg for mercy while crying, their legs flailing like fire wheels, but they couldn't escape being mercilessly dropped.

A sharp cry tore through the sky; a body weighing nearly two hundred jin crashed heavily to the ground, flesh striking the ground, emitting a dull thud.

However, the beastmen have thick skin and flesh; falling from the height of a five‑story building, they only broke a few bones, otherwise they were fine and could still jump around wanting to run.

Bao Jing flew down, retracted his wings, and slammed the two who were about to run onto the ground; these two have almost no ability level, he could easily kill them by raising his hand.

He squatted in front of them; his originally somewhat loose pants became somewhat tight due to his squatting motion, outlining his heaven‑defying long calves.

Bao Jing stretched out his hand; his large palm, like an iron clamp, grabbed their cheeks, forcing them to look at him.

"Who are you? Why did you scheme against us?"

The two beastmen didn't speak, just shook their heads; even if they spoke, they'd only beg Bao Jing to let them go.

"Not speaking?"

Bao Jing curled his lips in a cold smile; not speaking was fine.

He released his hand, stacked them together and pressed them beneath him, then began slapping their faces left and right.

The slapping sounds continued nonstop; at first the two begged for mercy, but later they couldn't even whimper, their whole faces swollen like two freshly boiled pig heads.

Watching this, Ye Xi'an and the others felt pain on their faces.

Bao Jing choked their necks, his face grew colder; his already sharp, imposing eagle eyes could make a fierce expression: "I'll give you one more chance—will you speak or not?"

One of the beastmen, seeing that Bao Jing would never let them go, simply gave up and spat at his face, snarling: "Even if you beat us to death, we won't talk!"

This was the first thing Bao Jing heard from their mouths: "Good, it seems you haven't been beaten enough yet!"

Saying that, Bao Jing was about to continue hitting, but Ye Xi'an hurriedly stopped him.

"Bao Jing! Stop hitting." Ye Xi'an said, somewhat embarrassed; Bao Jing really does like to hit people—previously Ye Ling had been hit like this by him: "What can you get out of this by hitting like that? Look at them, they're rolling their eyes and spitting saliva; hit them any more and you'll kill them outright."

Bao Jing stared, lowered his head to look at the two, and indeed they began to foam at the mouth: "How is that possible?"

He looked at his own hand; he hadn't even used full strength, how did it end up like this?

"Wrong!" Ji Jiangci exclaimed, quickly stepping up to the two, prying open their mouths, and discovered their innermost teeth were missing.

"They weren't hit by Bao Jing; they took poison. The poison is hidden in their teeth."

Ye Xi'an was startled, thinking it couldn't be: "But why would they commit suicide? Or did they ambush us first?"

"What else could it be? Surely someone is directing them; since they didn't complete their mission and were exposed, having been discovered by us, they wouldn't just kill themselves, would they?"

He had heard that in the Free Zone and the slums, some people began organizing those perpetually single males into a rebellion, dedicated to kidnapping lone females or carrying out sneak attacks while on missions on other planets.

Every one of them is utterly loyal to their leader, because in their eyes, the leader is like a reborn parent.