Chapter 1367 - 517: Fifty Years Like a Song, Liao Yuan Inferno
Chapter 1367: Chapter 517: Fifty Years Like a Song, Liao Yuan Inferno
"Heh, it’s unfair, this isn’t a fair war. If it weren’t for your technological advantage and sneak attacks, you wouldn’t stand even the slightest chance. You’re tying me too tight! Damn it... I’ll kill you..."
Even when being escorted to the main hall of Zheng Tian’s flagship, Beverly kept cursing incessantly.
Truly worthy of being the last mad remnants of the Fang Pirates, Beverly, although tightly bound, showed no signs of submission with his words.
Zheng Tian, seated high on the command chair, gave a signal with her eyes to the two warriors escorting Beverly.
The two warriors caught her meaning and, without saying much, one of them took out a small knife, and with a swift motion, stabbed it into Beverly’s side, though not too deeply, still a bit away from his organs.
Then, not waiting for Beverly to react, the warrior had already swiftly pulled out the knife.
This knife had barbs, and when pulled back, it tore the flesh, with blood splattering everywhere.
The entire process was so fast that Beverly hadn’t yet had the chance to scream before the knife disappeared.
Beverly’s eyes widened, watching as bright red blood spurted out like a fountain.
The intense pain finally made its way through his nervous system into Beverly’s brain, and he started screaming like a slaughtered pig.
He was shocked.
He couldn’t understand.
He originally thought the reason his opponents captured him alive was to try to recruit him, to smoothly take over the Golden Dog’s forces.
Beverly thought he was valuable, so he was fearless, acting defiant to increase his negotiation leverage.
But he didn’t expect his opponents to play by different rules, striking straight away without any talk. If he didn’t stop the bleeding soon, his life would be at risk.
"You... you dare..."
Beverly, while wailing, stared at the warrior, instinctively trying to curse again.
But he vaguely felt another slight thud on the other side of his body, turning just in time to see another barbed knife being pulled out of his kidneys.
Beverly: "This..."
He finally realized how close he was to death, standing with one foot in the Ghost Gate, just one step forward, and he’d be in a coffin.
No, perhaps even a coffin was a luxury.
The instinctive fear of death finally overpowered Beverly’s feral genes of the Fang tribe, quickly calming him down.
He endured the severe pain, looking around to confirm he had no chance of reversing the situation, then asked in a muffled voice, "What... what do you want to do? Ah!"
As he spoke, he received two more stabs to the back.
Zheng Tian had not spoken a word throughout, already crushing Beverly’s will.
It wasn’t until Beverly fainted from excessive blood loss that the medical team stepped forward to save him.
Ten minutes later, Beverly woke up groggily, looking at Zheng Tian with eyes full of fear that he couldn’t hide.
"According to previous intelligence, Beverly the Golden Dog is violent, extremely arrogant and hard to communicate with, and very emotional, disregarding life and death once he gets angry. Hearing about it was one thing, seeing it for myself today truly broadened my horizons. You’re a tough guy, indeed brave." Zheng Tian gazed down at Beverly expressionlessly, "Alright, take him to the death cell, execute him with a level ten death sentence, let him die slowly, take ten years to die."
With that, Zheng Tian waved a dismissive hand, as if shooing away a fly.
Again, the two warriors, who never agreed without saying a word—no, actually, never agreed without speaking—moved in from left and right to lift Beverly.
Beverly immediately panicked, "No! Ask whatever you want to ask, say whatever you need to say! You haven’t let me say a single word from start to finish, where did you see my toughness!"
Hearing this, Zheng Tian slightly raised her right hand, signaling the warriors to hold on, then looked at Beverly with a playful gaze, "You were cursing before you even got into the hall, threatening my warriors just because the ropes were too tight, and chose to faint from blood loss rather than speak a complete sentence, isn’t that toughness?"
Beverly felt like crying without tears, "What is this all about? Your people have been stabbing me with knives, I couldn’t even get a word out!"
Hearing this, Zheng Tian hesitated for a moment, then feigned an expression of sudden realization, "Oh, I see, looks like I misunderstood you."
"Of course!" In the Shattered Star Ring, Beverly the Golden Dog, who was notorious and feared, nodded repeatedly, looking like a lapdog, "I beg you, tell me what you want to do? I can step forward to completely align the remaining forces of the Golden Dog with you, and I can publicly announce my defeat in the Shattered Star Ring. The technicians and resources Nanxiang’s Earldom entrusted to me have already been transferred to a backup base, I can also lead the way."