962 True Torture 4yr

Translator: CKtalonEditor: CKtalon

Following that, another flick came down on his head. With a dull thud, Wu Zong cried out in pain again. He hurriedly got to his feet and began running.
However, what kind of speed could he possibly have? And what kind of speed did Fangzheng have? No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't be faster than a strolling Fangzheng. As Fangzheng flicked, Wu Zong ran and screamed in pain. His short hair wasn't able to cover much of his skin to begin with, and as such, his head was soon covered in bruises. At a glance, he looked like a humanoid toad with warts.
Wu Zong ran for about a kilometer before he couldn't continue anymore. The more he ran, the slower he became. Behind him, Fangzheng seemed to be completely unfazed. As he walked beside him, he would flick his head from time to time, causing Wu Zong to cry out incessantly.
Towards the end, he didn't even have the strength to scream. Whenever he was flicked by Fangzheng, he would grunt with a hoarse voice.
After another kilometer, Wu Zong