Chapter 181: Messy Messsy

[What… did the Amerkans just kill someone live on the news?]

[Did we just watch some get burned alive?]

[They are beating up Rhys!]

[lol gg Rhys. All dat hype for him to get cucked by nobodies.]

[Why isn't he fighting back!?]

[Fight back? Dude could lift an entire bus filled with people. Everyone's dead if he fights back.]

[lol yeah.cope more. GG rizzboy. Das what u get.]

[Who let illiterate people out on the internet again?]

Rhys truly was not fighting back. He just groveled on the ground while more than dozens of people stomped and stepped on his head — still, he kneeled and sat up from time to time; his face, once again hidden from the world as his hair and face was covered in his blood, so much so that even his eyes were tinted red.

No.

His face was not the only thing covered in red; even his blood was starting to dampen his knees as he truly was bleeding heavily and without pause.