C1418 What Kind of Person Is It

"Bring them all." Zhao Guang waved his hand, the five people who were dragged in were grabbed by the hair and thrown to the center of the field. They knelt there and trembled like sieve chaff, if not for the stinky socks stuffed in their mouths, they would have already cried for mercy.

"Zhang Hu, come here." Liu Ming pointed at Zhang Hu, and Zhang Hu walked over with a shaky step