The other prisoners won't resonate with Pangolin like this. In their eyes, Changfeng being killed by Wilson is what they'd rather see.
So at this moment, all the watching prisoners shouted in unison.
"Kill."
"Kill."
"Kill."
"See, in Purgatory, my status is beyond your imagination. No one will have hope for you; these people only think you ought to be killed by me!" Wilson proudly spread his arms, closed his eyes to enjoy the glory belonging to him, and wore a smug smile on his face.
Su Changfeng put his hands on the ground, the numbness brought by the electric shock still lingered in his body, but Wilson was already walking towards him.
If he couldn't get up, he would undoubtedly die at Wilson's hands.
"Is this what you think too?" Su Changfeng said through gritted teeth.
"You can barely speak now, do you still think you can change the situation?" Wilson sneered.
Su Changfeng adjusted his breathing and shouted unwillingly.
His grandfather's life or death was still unknown.
