"Kill you, it's too easy for you."
"You can even find someone to castrate yourself, so you must not mind enjoying the feeling of being screwed by a dog, right?"
Jack Enda is now full of horror!
"What... What do you want to do?"
Chris Uralchy leaned close to his ear and said a few words. Jack Enda's eyes widened.
"No, no, Chris Uralchy! I'll give you all my money, let Timbis Bonaire be your urine bottle, anything... please don't..."
Chris Uralchy tapped Jack Enda in several places, and each time Jack Enda screamed.
"Go to hell!"
Jack Enda was thrown out, and when he landed, he could only roll on the ground, but couldn't make a sound.
...
Don Blade had his leg broken, and when he saw Chris Uralchy looking over, he moved back in fear.
"Buddy! We're just doing this for the money, yo
