“Look at me, runt.”0

In front of a Thunderstorm Tank, Tian Lie was holding a Player up by his hair, leaving him hanging before him. 0

The Player had quite the tall stature. But when compared to Tian Lie, he was still about two heads shorter. His legs kicked the air constantly, but they simply could not reach the ground. 0

Both his arms had been broken and they hung limply on either side. 0

Corpses were strewn on the ground. 0

The muzzle turret of the other two Thunderstorm Tanks were aimed at Tian Lie while the surrounding Players surrounded him. Even so, none of them opened fire. 0

There was a look of fear on each of their faces. 0

“Say my name.” Tian Lie looked at the Player that he was holding, a cruel smile on his face. 0

“If I don’t hear my name from your mouth in five seconds, I will break your two legs. In ten seconds…”0

Tian Lie did not continue, but his gaze had already fallen upon the man’s crotch. 0

“Sir… Sir Tian Lie! You… you are Sir… Tian Lie!”0

The lisping...0