"Kill me!" Luo Wuqing mumbled incoherently.
At this moment, his head had already been completely smashed. Despite this, supported by his strong life force, these grievous injuries that could have killed an ordinary person ten times over were still rapidly healing.
This process had already repeated itself at least hundreds of times.
The feeling of dying and then being resurrected drove Luo Wuqing to complete collapse.
As for Dou Yin'an...
At this point, he could no longer speak, only able to scream miserably from the side.
The screams were like the wails of a madman, devoid of any reason, sending chills down one's spine.
Xue An stopped waving the baseball bat, then bent down, leaned toward Luo Wuqing, and said blandly, "What did you say?"
"Please, kill me!" The look of infinite pleading appeared in Luo Wuqing's eyes.
Upon hearing this, Xue An smiled, slowly stood up, and said lightly, "Kill you? Why? This game has just begun, and you already can't take it?"
