C911 Poison Pill

"I'll accept it! As long as you don't slap my face, I'll do anything!"

Zhi Weilong had completely ignored Saint Peter's contemptuous gaze. To him, as long as he could stop being beaten, he would do anything.

According to Zhi Weilong's own thoughts, he had never felt so wronged before in his life. He was a saint, but in just a few minutes, he was continuously slapped in the face