The iron rod was coming down, which meant that as soon as it fell,
Guan Shenghai's hand would be finished.
At that moment, Guan Shenghai was also paralyzed with fear, his eyes wide as he stared at Tang Zhong, "You... what are you going to do?"
The corner of Tang Zhong's mouth slightly curled up.
Guan Shenghai had a foreboding feeling. He tried to break free, only to discover that he was clamped down like being held by a pair of pliers, with no way to move at all.
"Let go of me... hurry up!" Guan Shenghai became desperate, almost crying.
If that iron rod were to come down, his hand would be crippled.
Looking at the person beside him, the only thing he could see in his eyes was certainty that this man was a madman.
"If you dare to touch me, my father is from the Xuanguan Sea!"
"You dare..."
"Please, let me go!" Guan Shenghai was terrified and had already burst into tears.
